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Monday, January 16, 2023

The Hat Man

Screams and moans and bats and bones
Teenage monsters in haunted homes
The ghosts on the stair
The vampires bite
Better beware, there's a full moon tonight

- Spider Baby

Image by BunnyHugger.

Friday, January 13, 2023

Friday The Thirteenth

Couldn’t miss a chance to explore the real Camp Crystal Lake on Friday the 13th. Found an odd scarecrow.

Good to see the locals still remember…

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Thursday, January 12, 2023

Now Playing: The Cruel Darkness

By a favorite ambient project - Ruptured World.

Click below (gets going at the two-minute mark)...

Wednesday, January 11, 2023

Dead End Cemetery 2008

Pumpkin goodness at the Pumpkin Patch Cemetery...

Film Soundscapes

By ALIENWORLDS.

Really been enjoying these ambient soundscapes. Such a neat idea.

Click each below...

Tuesday, January 10, 2023

Now Playing: One Of Us

By Chad Lawson.

Purdiest song I've heard in a long while.

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Trailer 2: M3GAN

Not ashamed to admit I'm very curious about this film. Looks to be a load of fun. And not the same old tired thing.

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Orb Webs

The webs of Angela White-Wenger.

Fossilized spider webs of Pacific Northwestern orb weavers on porcelain.

Click here for the shop.

And here for the artist's IG.

Thanks, Wren!

Monday, January 9, 2023

West Coaster 2022

Always amazing Haunt photos here.

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Sunday, January 8, 2023

MacDevitt Manor Haunt‘s Witch Hollow

More images here.

Saturday, January 7, 2023

Now Playing: Matrix Displacement

By Emmanuel Motelin.

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Ghyslaine Et Sylvain Staëlens

More images here.

And their IG here.

Friday, January 6, 2023

Evil Landscape

Sands of old bones—the rattling wave’s
Dead-march, bursting noise on noise
Pale swamps where the moon consumes
Enormous worms to pass the night.

Stillness of pestilence; simmering
Of fever; the will-o’-the-wisp
Languishes. Fetid herbiage, the hare
A timid sorcerer, fleeing there.

The white Laundress lays outspread
The dirty linens of the dead
In the wolves’ sunlight…sorrowful
Little singers now, the toads,
Poison, with colic of their own,
The mushrooms that they sit upon.

- Tristan Corbiere

The Gift Of Pine

Pinecones, that is. Edible mini pinecones. It's a thing. I received a jar from my brother for Christmas.

As a man who has lamented that the world should offer pine flavored ice cream, it's pretty exciting to discover that a human being won't die from eating pinecones. And they taste just like you'd imagine: like tiny, sweet pinecones.

Really perfect for a cheese board.