It oozed cheese

I have been really busy with my new job and then got really sick so I haven’t had a lot of time to blog but this is the pay off. Out at Acme I found these two gems

That’s right Horror Cinema 24 features, or over 28 hours of horror over 6 discs. That’s right a whopping mind numbing shit ton of cheesy horror. I was stoked until I noticed who released this set. Echobridge entertainment. They grab movies from the public domain and put them in sets like this.

That’s not a bad thing because sets like these are pretty rad because you do get a few stinkers but then you get classics like Carnival Of Souls, Silent Night Deadly Night and Dementia 13.

Inside the box it’s a mess. I paid 10 bucks for these bitches the least you could do is protect the discs. Instead they’re just piled on top of each other.

Notice how cool the Grindhouse Gore Collection looks? The movies are on double sided discs which is a pain in the ass but you at least know what disc you’re dealing with and notice the sleeves? Look at this mess

Just six discs that aren’t numbered but do have a cool graphic but the titles are only printed on the back of the DVD box so if the discs aren’t put back correctly you’ll end up swearing in ten seconds because each disc only holds four movies and have no titles.

The bottom line here is I plan on watching these regardless of how bad the transfers are. I know exactly what I paid for and in sets like these the most important thing is getting your money’s worth. Are they boxed cheaply? Of course but the important thing is the films. These are films that have been rescued from obscurity so a guy like me can waste a few hours watching cheesy horror flicks.

No matter how laughingly bad some of these may be I love that there are a shit load of Lugosi and Karloff films here to check out. Will I blog about all 48 (that’s both sets)? I’ll do my best.


One For The Road

     My mom has the coolest pug ever. The thing about pugs is that they’re very gross, very noisy dogs. He snorts, panics when he gets excited and can’t breath, and he has a bedtime. From what I can gather he created his own bedtime and lets you know when he’s ready to crash.



     The problem with Max is that he’s a fat pug that waddles when he walks. Because he has a short fat body he has to be picked up and put into bed. Once there he doesn’t move. You can shove him, roll him and he won’t wake up.

     Why am I writing about Max? He is my buddy. He is a really laid back dog and no matter how shitty my day is I know Max will make me giggle. I learn a lot about life from him. Nothing seems to phase him. He does pout when he’s upset but he’ll forgive you in a few days.

     In the last few days Max has never failed to make me laugh. I have had a lot of changes thrown at me but when I feel ovwrwhelmed I cuddle next to Max and rub his belly and he starts snorting which always cracks me up.



     Here I thought Max was dead. He just likes to sleep on his back. It’s quite weird to watch a movie and go to rub a dog’s belly only to find out that you accidently touched his junk. We don’t talk about that though.

      Lastly I learned that sometimes drugs will make you do really really stupid things. There’s a woman who is a hooker and a drug addict. That right there should tell you that this is gonna be a fucked up story.

     I guess you have to pay for your habit somehow. Ever notice that most chicks who are addicted to drugs are hookers? They aren’t working at Macey’s and shit or selling avon. They either work at titty bars or suck dick. That’s the only job I guess that pays well if you’re an addict.

     This pillar of society decided it would be an awesome idea to steal a dude’s drugs. I’m assuming hooking has also been affected by the economy. The day when prostitutes have to steal drugs is a sad day. What happened to making a trade? A blow for some blow? Crack for some crack?

      So this pillar of society steals the drugs and the guy catches her and shoots her in the puss! How fucked up is that? She steals his drugs so he shoots her in her money maker! Now she has a puss with a bullet hole.

     It’s funny because he shot her in the one place that would affect her the most. If she played piano he could’ve taken out her hands but she was a hooker so it made sense to shoot her right in the puss. I wonder what it looks like?

     When she goes on normal dates does she tell the dude that she has a franken puss? Is there any clitoral muscles intact? I wanna talk to this woman and maybe see the franken puss but alas I can’t because I happen to know this woman and it would be awkward.

     The moral of this blog is that while your life may suck you have yet to get shot in the puss. Remember that when you’re having a shitty day. You may have lost your house or your car but at least you haven’t been shot in the pussy.

A Time of transition

     It’s been an insane couple of weeks for me. At times I feel like one of those cheesey snow globes that’s been shaken really hard. Everything’s all up in the air but while all of this chaos is exploding around me I’m watching the snow and houses fall all around me yet I’m staying calm.

     It would have been easy to panic and freak out but it never gets me anywhere. I have remained calm because freaking out just isn’t an option. Freaking out always leads to mistakes.

At my age I can’t afford to make mistakes. As I go through this time of transition I have to walk away from the blog for awhile. I am too tired to write and need to adjust to the new path my life is heading. I have nothing to say at the moment so for now I guess all I have is goodbye for now.