Posts that will get me hate mail

(Possibly) haunted dolls needing a good home.

I get a lot of weird mail at Nowhere Bookshop so the team always opens it when it arrives because you never know if something is going to spoil, expire or explode before I come in and with this most recent box they got as far as uncovering possibly human hair before screaming lightly, resealingContinue reading “(Possibly) haunted dolls needing a good home.”

Inheriting a murder mystery

If you’ve followed me long enough you know I have an obsession with collections. Taxidermy, dolls, tarot cards, books, pulp fiction, art, Hagen-Renakers, buttons, and more. Victor collects books and Japanese swords, and we both collect comics but I collect them to read them over and over until they fall apart and Victor collects themContinue reading “Inheriting a murder mystery”

Fucking stop it

Dear charitable organizations who inexplicably keep sending me money: FUCKING STOP IT. Is it just me? I get all these letters asking for money but there are pennies and nickels glued to the requests and I guess that it’s supposed to prove that it only takes 9 cents a day to not kill cats orContinue reading “Fucking stop it”

If everyone is bullied then who are the bullies? Answer: Us. I guess?

This week Hailey went to a bullying workshop at her martial arts school and I sat through it and agreed with most of what was said, except that it was missing the one thing that all bullying talks seem to miss. They get that most people will be bullied in their lives but you almostContinue reading “If everyone is bullied then who are the bullies? Answer: Us. I guess?”

Jesus.

Y’all, I found Jesus. More specifically I found Jesus on a wall pocket at a thrift shop and Victor wouldn’t let me buy it because he hates Jesus. Or because he hates wall pockets. Hard to tell. But it’s fantastic because LOOK AT HIM. Most Jesuses (Jesusi?) fall under the subsets of “Caring Shepard Jesus”Continue reading “Jesus.”

Things I wrote while high. (Not much different than what I wrote while sober if I’m being honest.)

This week when I was still high from the anesthesia I apparently wrote myself a series of notes on my phone. A lot of them were literally gibberish but there were a few that made me go: “WTF?” and also, “I mean, yeah, maybe” at the same time. This was one of them: I thinkContinue reading “Things I wrote while high. (Not much different than what I wrote while sober if I’m being honest.)”