Interruption of Dread.

Apologies to my minions for the slow-down in postings.
This "August" you speak of is a lethargic wasteland of the mind.

Your favorite professor has been working on new projects which shall be unleashed in due time. Fiendish, hideous gibberings to delight and unsettle.

In Due Sincerity,

Prof. Adrian DreadWhimsy

"We Don't Have to Do Everything Together."

Mimi knew getting a roommate would be a bad idea.
Cheyenne stole all her best looks, let pretty much any guy sniff her butt.
It was a total Single White Poodle scenario.

Never Been Kissed.

As a policy, Verna and Abigail perhaps hadn't thought it out.
The men had called their bluff.
The winter nights in the womyn's commune would be long.

Let My Peoples Go.

The Proclamation had impressed no one.
It was clear to Abraham now what he must do:
"Abolish" the Confederacy single-handedly.
Lead slaves home.
Theatre by 8 o'clock.

"How Can I Turn Him In, Linda?"

It was the cocaine that changed Milton.
Turned him into the kind of bastard that could cook the books behind his own brother's back.
After you took him in, sobered him up.
Trusted him with your wife.
Lent him your car, your other car, and eventually your boat.

And This is Ernie From HR.

Angela warned the new girls again staying in the break room.
If you got trapped in there with Ernie...
Be ready to fend off his advances.
And he had a habit of being, well, let's call it "handsy."

All the News That's Fit to Print.

"The truth about post-Katrina New Orleans?"
Lenny Fitz leaned back in his chair.
"There's a reason folks don't talk about the aftermath."
25 years covering the City Beat and even he couldn't handle writing about the lawlessness he'd seen.

DreadWhimsy Jukebox: The Future Soon.

The Future Soon.

@ Bumpershoot, Jonathan Coulton [2007]

The Lion, the Witch and the Mortgage.

I mean, they were fine with Narnia most of the time.

Housing prices were good. Weather was decent...

It's just... not a whole lot of culture, you know?

Night life. Not a lot of high-end places to shop.

Have You Seen Her?

"Well it's starting to creep me out. Steve, he goes there every day.

Because that's where he proposed to her.

But you know something else? ...I'm starting to think maybe Tanya wasn't kidnapped by terrorists at all.

I think she just moved back to Portland."

I'm Sure It's Nothing.

Nick told himself what he'd seen in the park had been a trick of the light. Nothing more.

But within a fortnight he'd seen a dozen more of them.

All within a 5-block radius.

Why wasn't anyone talking about it?

DreadVid: Aleister Crowley.

Aleister Crowley, the Other Loch Ness Monster.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aleister_Crowley

Crowley was known as "The Wickedest Man in the World," and the following documentary will give you a good indication of why.
How much would you need to be paid to spend a long cold Loch Ness night in the abandoned home of the dark lord?

"You're Not That Duck Anymore, Howard."

The repressed memory hit him like a ton of bricks.
Now he knew why he'd pushed himself so hard.
Why he'd always felt the need to prove himself worthy.
Dr. Kleinman could only hold Howard as he wept openly.

Game Over, Man!

It wasn't until Gilespie had gotten all his men into the copter that he noticed the problem.
His screams blended with the sound of rebel gunfire and the hard desert wind:
"God damn you, Halliburton!! God damn yooooooooou!!!"

Chicken of the Sea-Floor.

So what if Chloe had... like, New Age-y dietary issues?
I mean, he'd dated a Vegan before. How bad could it be?
He'd keep an open mind tonight when she made dinner.
...and then he'd get laid.

DreadVid: If Walls Could Dream.

555 KUBIK - 3D Projection Art.

Production: www.urbanscreen.com

Art Direction: Daniel Rossa - www.rossarossa.de
3D Operator: David Starmann
Sound Design : Jonas Wiese

Assimilate This.

Captain Picard knew. He must follow the Borg back to the past.

Repair whatever damage they'd done.

The line must be drawn heeya.

This far. No further.

Vacation, All I Ever Wanted.

No, he wouldn't "behave" for the paparazzi.

They'd come all this way to get away from Hollywood.

From the Industry. From his sitcom.

More and more, their lives were just one big red carpet.

Thank You For Being a Friend.

For a while, things had been great, all of them living together in Miami.

Bunch of swingin senior bachelors. A line of ladies down the block.

But Terry was ready to move out and move on.

The guys would just have to deal.