The Reverend Shady Glenn
@rvdshadyglenn
Zoukero. Music obsessive. History nerd. Prolific reader. Curious, in both senses of the word. He/him.
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to get through this thing called life. Electric word, life. It means forever & that’s a mighty long time. But I’m here to tell you there’s something else - the afterworld. A world of never ending happiness. You can always see the sun, day or night.
One of the ones that used to come through my backyard regularly used to peer in through the glass of the door like Jack Nicholson in The Shining.
I think Raw Story left the word “Another” out of this headline.
Still a visceral shock to see history books already characterizing the modern US like this, no matter how accurate.
Fat Cobra, maybe, depending on who’s drawing him? He was all over the Marvel universe a few years back, but not so much now.
Have you read Wilderness, Tim Truman’s biography of Simon Girty? It seems like it might be up your alley.
If we could just bargain him down from half to about 1/3
Zoe Leonard’s “I Want a President” has never been more relevant than on this President’s Day.
I really like the way Will Hermes has formatted his biography of Lou Reed. I wish this style was more popular in the genre.
Post a perfect album from the 90s that isn’t Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, or Alice In Chains.
Moving this forward in my files so I can respond to blue alerts appropriately.
In October of 1990, I got chased across the campus of Texas A&M University by three mimes.
And I kidnapped this semi-feral gremlin from my backyard at the start of the catastrophic ice storm in Texas in 2021. She declines to move back outside. In the several years she lived partly in my backyard, she killed and brought me two baby rattlers, so she’s entitled to get what she wants.
Ridley’s brother is a giant void who only wants affection, and for me to stop moving the cat toys he brings to the bed in the middle of the night.
Kayleigh (left) and her brother Patrick were my parents’ cats, and came to live with me after my parents passed. I adopted Ripley (right) and her brother after Patrick passed and Kayleigh wasn’t adjusting well to being the only cat in the house.