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I watched this wonderfully terrible B-movie from 1989 on MST3K last night, and it was surprisingly, counter-intuitively, inspiring to me.
I love these Corman movies. They are terrible, but they are an essential part of the entertainment industry, if for no other reason than the opportunity they present for producers, writers, directors, actors, and crew to get experience when there aren't tens of millions of...
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For the first time in his cruel, racist, abusive, mendacious, privileged life, Donald Trump has been held accountable for his actions. A majority of Congresspersons, representing a majority of Americans, have done all they can do to protect and defend our country from Donald Trump’s crimes. The American people have spoken, and the American people believe Donald Trump abused his power and obstructed Congress, in...
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Why would you have a child, and GIVE THAT CHILD YOUR NAME, if you're going to spend his entire life bullying him, humiliating him, and treating him like shit? This is not a rhetorical question. I genuinely want to know and understand.
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I occasionally get these memories that are so vivid, it feels like time collapsed for a second, pushing the past into the present, before it retreats back into the sea of time.
This happened last night, while I was watching The Toys That Made Us, about LEGO, of all things.
I was always a good student when I was a kid. I worked hard to...
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Unsurprised, but deeply disappointed, that not a single Republican voted for the formal impeachment inquiry in the House, especially after the stunt they pulled earlier this week. Absolutely sickened that two Democrats voted with them. Trump's going to get away with this, and America will solidly become the corrupt, right wing, authoritarian cult of personality Trump's been dreaming of since time began. He's already an...
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When I was at a con a couple weeks ago, I met a lovely woman who shared her scrapbook from the 80s with me. It’s kind of a time capsule of me from about 13 to 17, filled with pictures and clippings from all the teen magazines my mother made me be part of, even though it was *way* out of my comfort zone to
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