Just received the e-mail this morning; New Apartment Achievement is unlocked. Hopefully will be able to move in by mid-March. This will undoubtedly be one of the easiest moving experiences in the history of the sordid act. The new domicile, which will either be christened the Citadel of Nastiness or Mad McCready's International House of WTF, is a block away from where I currently live. This means that I can simply walk the majority of my possessions over to the new place, making the moving of the remainder of the big stuff a short process. My personal stuffs are few, as I'm not a fan of lots of stuff. At any rate, go me.
Just finished reading this
Lovely piece of work, edited by a gentleman who went to my alma mater, Sonoma State University. Overall, an excellent read. Not all the stories revolve around Ol' Squidface. In fact, many of the stories in the anthology go quite far in the expanding upon the bizarre nature of the Cthulhu mythos. A couple of the stories were so abstract that I unfortunately had to give up on them. (No, I'm not going to tell you which ones they are, as YMMV.) At any rate, with writers such as Brian Lumley, Cherie Priest, Charles Stross, and Ramsey Campbell in the mix, you can't go wrong. Four out of five stars.
Also, got a Pinterest account today. Don't know yet if it's social media craze that's going to sweep the nation, but damn it if some people don't take awesome pictures. If you want to add me on it, you can do so here.
Also, I forgot how incredible this band was. Miranda Sex Garden. Madrigal singers with a love for Nick Cave.
My G+ account was linked to a gmail account that I hardly ever use anymore. Got tired of having to log out, then in again to see what was going on in G+ (FIRST!WORLD!PROBLEMS!). Since Google doesn't allow you to migrate your G+ account, I just started a new one. Add me here.
Oh my, but I've let this go recently. Go ahead, yell "WHO ARE YOU, AND WHAT'RE YOU DOING IN MY RSS FEED?!!?" I deserve it. I could tell you I've been busy in far off lands with no wi-fi connections, but I'd be sitting on a throne of lies. I'll just start off with general blathering to make up for lost time.
I lurves me a good ghost story, and this one hits all the marks. Tense atmosphere, bleak settings, and loads of "Oh shit, I just flung my popcorn everywhere." moments. Daniel Radcliffe plays a very non-Harry Potter lawyer who is sent off to a 'orrbly goffik village in Victorian-era England to assess the property of a recently deceased client. The villagers shun him when he gets there, as 'orrbly goffik villagers will do, and do their best to impede him for reasons unknown. When he gets to the desolate mansion of the client out in the marsh (You're gettin' beat over the head with 'orrbly goffik at this point. It's wonderful!), he sees a woman dressed in a long black dress. Shit gets real after that. Here's an example
Griffin's Matthew Swift series started with A Madness of Angels, centering around Matthew Swift, a sorceror in modern day London who gets killed, then comes back to life, and things go horribly downhill from there. In A Madness of Angels, Griffin creates a dark London and exists within and alongside the "real" London comparable to the works of Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere and Ekaterina Sedia's The Secret History of Moscow. The Midnight Mayor expands upon the world she puts forth in the first book, where our hero(?) is put into a position where he needs to find who wants to totally destroy London, why they want to destroy London, and hopefully put an end to such shenanigans. Fans of the Hellblazer comic books series would find definite, positive comparisons between John Constantine and Matthew Swift, and Griffin's descriptive and world building capabilities are nothing short of amazing. Definitely check this out.
That's it for now. In future episodes:
*Trying to get a new apartment! Like you care!
*What the hell am I going to do with this ham my co-worker gave me?
