It wasn't an especially rich week for sentences, most of these are pretty silly. I had a weird week of good but sort of anticlimactic events—my first peer reviewed journal article was approved for publication (official early access here, I can send you the preprint if you want), which is nice but I have zero sense of if the paper's even readable at this point, and a still-secret project entered into a more "it's real" phase but not yet an "I can tell you about it" phase. Feeling distracted and it's hard to focus on one thing at a time when spring weather is still fickle.
Being a kid from a pretty conservative and yet very tumultuous home in the belt buckle of the Bible Belt, I've been both supremely terrified of and yet uncontrollably drawn to the shadowy corner of the room.
David Dastmalchian in conversation with Trent Reznor, Interview magazine
We saw Late Night With the Devil this past week; it was pretty fun! It's very cute reading interviews with David Dastmalchian about the movie because he is such a horror genre nerd (he got on the Late Night With the Devil directors' radar because of an article he wrote for Fangoria) but also he very candidly talks about how he was nervous about playing a charismatic talk show host, like dude understands he is put in movies to Bring The Unease and he was not sure how to Bring Ease. But he does! (Sorta. His character is really a guy who's good at acting charming but is totally falling apart inside.) In any case, I love to see weirdo character actors getting their due and I love campy genre horror, hope everyone else appreciated this month of Malch Madness.
The United States military airdropped 2.4 million Pop-Tarts in Afghanistan during the initial attack in 2001.
...as weapons? As aid? This is not explained on the Wikipedia page and the citation appears to be a 2006 self-published book. Mysteries abound.
Up against the wall, Charles Butt!
"Some Leaders of the Texas GOP Have Found a New Enemy: H‑E‑B Chairman Charles Butt", Forrest Wilder for Texas Monthly
Is it childish to find this perfect, sure. It's also great.
There was also a witch who came for me, but my mother caught up to her and snatched me back, and from that time on, I knew I wouldn't wet my pants anymore.
Every Man For Himself and God Against All, Werner Herzog (translated by Michael Hoffman)
Via Shana's IG stories.
And, incidentally, if you stack several saw waves on top of each other, you can make a really sick synth sound and use it to write witch house.
"The Sawtooth of History", Margaret Killjoy's newsletter