Queen Venerator
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1/2 of the Queen Venerator Podcast. Movies no one cares about. Music no one likes. Food that doesn’t exist anymore. Cancelled TV shows. We like trash, but not in an endearing way.
After about a month of rearranging and apartment renovation, I was prepared for a pretty relaxed evening yesterday. Then I found this for $35 and picked it up like you would a Snickers bar at the grocery store checkout cause I’m a dumbass and gave myself a 5 hour project moving rugs around.
I got a new very long office type desk for photography and shipping stuff, so I’ve spent the last week moving and reconfiguring my actual work desk and it’s finally done. Not perfect, but it’s got “character”.
Rewatched Go again last night. One of my favorites as a teenager and it’s aged really well. It’s full of really great moments, but the telepathic cat scene is a real fun one.
The Three Times One Minus One song from Run Ronnie Run came up last night. I think about Bob dumping that tangerine basket on the bed all the time.
My brother just texted me this exchange he had with his daughter. Pretty great.
Gotta say, I’ve been going to the Goodwill bins to look for tapes for a little over a year now, and I’ve never left with such an insane cassette jackpot. I should never have found any of these for a dollar.
Depending on how I set my plant lights, my apartment can run the full Argento gauntlet.
lol I just got back home and this was the first thing I saw when I opened the door
Hey, check out this insanely morbid dating app ad I got checking out World Cup score.
I think about this fuckin guy a lot. For a very long time, I thought that my teenage brain made him up
No, of course we’re not gonna take a second pass at the name of our plastic hand squeeze plant water bottle.
The Mist. Nightmarish horrors caused by an unnecessary government fuckup. Maniac Christian using fear to extract personal revenge. Every plan sinks them further into the abyss. A dour “Fuck you” resolution. I’d say it’s pretty apt.
The people are clamoring for the long-rumored Mr. Carruthers DLC.
This album cover looks like a print ad for a particularly fucked up Giallo movie.
Axolotl Cafe should have this John Hodgman fake Cortazar poem as their slogan.
It was a rough week, so I decided to get a relatively cheap good pizza and overpay for two mid sodas. Classic push right there.
Found a lil guy for $12 last weekend. This is an MCS 3543 cassette deck, which I think is like a Technics RS-M24 that JC Penney’s rebadged for their stores. It was in rough shape visually, but after cleaning it up a lot it looks and sounds pretty good. Also, clipping.
