Is it me, or does the logo for Vistar Eye Center bear an uncomfortable resemblance to the Sigil of The Crimson King from Stephen King’s “The Dark Tower” series?
It raises all sorts of questions for Vistar’s patients.
But you and I are on The Path of the Beam, folks.
Care to visit my gorgeous little Bible Belt city? I’ve been making these videos since 2018.
They’re not professional-grade or anything — like those Youtube walking tours of Athens or Rome. I have both a shaky hand and a shaky understanding of how to film things. Hell, in a couple of these videos I inexplicably kinda forgot how to walk. But you can still see how perfect my adopted home is.
I actually was a tour guide for a while when I was a college student. I was actually really good at it; it was back during the time before I hated people.
This is Elmwood Park and its amphitheater in Roanoke, VA. I apologize for the shaky-cam. I am also aware that “open-air amphitheater” is probably a redundancy, so I’m sorry for that too. I’m not even sure that I can spell “amphitheater” without autocorrect.
Wednesday Lee Friday’s first horror short story collection dropped today — it’s entitled Creepy, Stabby, and Mentally Odd, and it looks damned awesome. It includes horror, dark fiction, dark erotica and even comics.
I just read the first story, “Raja,” and it was unnervingly great stuff. This looks like a hell of a treat for fans of scary stories.
You can find it right here on Amazon. I say go for it.
I just tried to order a Slushie without ice, because I am so used to ordering my sodas that way, and also because I am a f***ing imbecile.
“Well … they’re MADE with ice,” the polite high schooler explained apologetically.
This reminds me of that time in my 20’s when I ordered from the Taco Bell drive-thru but drove right through with getting my order, because reasons.
I walked through a valley, ate lunch on a rock and saw four groundhogs.
Okay, it wasn’t Bilbo Baggins level or anything, but still.
Eric’s Epic Detrimental Deluge
Don’t put a trigger on a hose unless you want me to re-enact the scene in “Aliens” (1986) where Hudson ****ing goes berserk with his pulse rifle against xenomorphs attacking from every angle.
“YOU WANT SOME?! *GET* SOME!!!”
Which store? Target? Victoria’s Secret? B&D Comic Shop on Elm Avenue?
Not to be a Negative Ned here, but there are some people from my past I wouldn’t want to meet by chance. That’s why they’re in the past.
Though it’s important to note that my fortune here says the past, not necessarily my past. Which I suppose could mean I’ll meet William Jennings Bryant at the bait shop or something.
I probably think too much about these things.
As I recall, they’d also have a problem with a president acting like a king — and attacking every check on his power, including the press, the courts, term limits, his political opponents and his own justice department. The pure f***ing imbecile even threatened Saturday Night Live with “retribution” for parodying him in a sketch.
The MAGA crowd only invokes the framers when it wants to evoke a vague, romanticized pretext for whatever weird, braindead, id-driven bullshit is on its anti-democratic agenda.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 