My friend in Houston took this shot for me. She said she knew I’d like it.
Yep.
C’mon — 50’s-era robot designs are so much more fun than the modern “Westworld” variations. Well … I suppose that depends on what you’re into.

My friend in Houston took this shot for me. She said she knew I’d like it.
Yep.
C’mon — 50’s-era robot designs are so much more fun than the modern “Westworld” variations. Well … I suppose that depends on what you’re into.

Breaking news — it was all a misunderstanding. Trump actually WAS nominated to be Person of the Year.
But he was called by the herbal cooking journal — THYME Magazine.
[Update: the White House just issued a correction — it was actually a BDSM porn mag — Tie ‘Em In Magazine.]

I invented my own cheeseburger and I’m damned proud. I was going to call it “the Nolan Burger,” but that sounds too much like the “nothing burger” of today’s political parlance. Then I was going to call it “the Roanoker,” but there is actually a restaurant here by that name. (I could swear one of the local sandwich shops also has a sandwich called “the Roanoker” — maybe McAlister’s?)
So it’s the Cheese Bukowsi. (I’d like to think old Charles would be happy with that.)
Here’s the recipe:
Remember to carry out all of the above with STYLE, God damn it!!!!! “To do a dull thing with style — now that’s what I call art.”

Republic Pictures.

Hi, gang. This is just a quick note to let you know I’ve added a new page here at the site to sort of round up my poetry recordings. You should be able to find any one of them right here:
The page includes a link to my Youtube channel. I hope you all had a terrific Thanksgiving yesterday!
Ziff-Davis Publishing.

As I explained last year, monster movies were simply a part of Thanksgiving if you lived in the Tri-State region around New York City between 1976 and 1985. This was due to WOR-9’s “Holiday Film Festival” broadcast, which actually also extended to the day following the holiday after the lineup’s first year. (People just called it the “Monster Movie Marathon.”)
As a kid, I was a hell of a lot more thrilled with the monster movies than anything being served for dinner. (Remember, video stores only began arriving the early 1980’s. Before that, you usually had to catch a movie on television if you wanted to see it at all. It’s why every house had a “TV Guide.”)
“King Kong vs. Godzilla” (1962) was one gem in the marathon. (Or, at least, it seemed like an amazing film to a gradeschool boy.) I was raised with the enduring myth that this Japanese film had two endings — an American version where King Kong prevailed, and a Japanese version where its native Godzilla was the victor.) My Dad told me that, and I remember being fascinated that a movie could have two different endings. I actually only learned just now, writing this blog entry, that it was a particularly widespread urban legend — stemming from an erroneous report in “Spacemen” magazine. The American version of the film had tons of alterations, but the outcome was essentially the same — King Kong won.
There were always a few more Godzilla movies on the day after Thanksgiving, too. “Son of Godzilla” (1967) was one of them; that was always hit with the kids. (I could swear at some point there was a cartoon adaptation in the early 80’s.) It was weird how 80’s kids apparently loved that ostensibly “cute” character; the adult in me today swears that “Son of Godzilla” looks like an upright, reptile-shaped poop. (Seriously, check out the second clip below.)
“Godzilla vs. Megalon” (1973) was another one I seem to remember being pretty thrilled with. I was even occasionally scared of the giant monsters in flicks like these. (Hey, I was a little kid.) Even as a first- or second-grader, though, I was smart enough to question why these movies were weirdly inconsistent. (Why was Godzilla a bad guy who destroyed Tokyo in one movie, but the “good monster” that the Japanese rooted for in another?)
I’m learning now that “Godzilla vs. Megalon” was the target of a Mystery Science Theater 3000 episode. I’m going to have to hunt that one down.
Happy Thanksgiving!!
A friend of mine attended a street art festival in Houston over the weekend; this is one of the photos she took. The chalk artwork here is an update on Norman Rockwell’s 1943 painting, “Freedom From Want.” (Look closely and you can see a few tweaks.)

An Pan-Seok’s “The End of the World” miniseries (2013) appears to be an intelligent, if a little understated, Korean epidemiological thriller. I was engaged enough by the first episode to rate it a 7 out of 10, and I’ll probably keep watching it to give the show a chance.
It reminded me of Steven Soderbergh’s “Contagion” (2011), though the dramatic elements here are even more underplayed — at times the first episode even felt like a documentary. It’s a bit slow, but it really looks like screenwriter Park Hye-Reon has done his homework. (The miniseries was based on the novel “Infectious Disease,” by Bae Young-Ik.)
Assuming the series retains the tone and pace of its pilot episode, I believe this would appeal to only serious fans of disease thrillers. To them, I’d recommend it.

DC Comics.
