The Black Belly of the Tarantula, brought to you by #Gialloary and insomnia! A 1971 giallo directed by mondo maestro Paolo Cavara, starring Giancarlo Giannini and no less than three Bond girls(!) with yet another memorable soundtrack by the great Ennio Morricone. Highly recommended.

Watched this last night in memory of the master. Damn, I had forgotten how disgusting Dafoe’s teeth looked in it. #davidlynch

I just finished Dead Eleven by Jimmy Juliano. I found it to be pretty decent, though a tad slow. Has anyone else here read it and want to talk about it? #horrorbooks

I finally got this priddy kiddiy to stay still for a couple of poses. Normally she’s either hiding or zooming. #CatsofBluesky

“Paint me like one of ur French girls, lol.” #CatsofBluesky

The past lives on in your front room
The poor still weak, the rich still rule
History lives in the books at home
The books at home

It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men

-Not Great Men by Gang of Four

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh-oh, the guns of Brixton

Dr. Freudstein

No one could tell me what to do
No one had the ability to answer me
What the world needs now is some accountability
We can't buy more time 'cause time won't accept our money
If your soul needs love you can always have my pity
But it looks as though faith alone won't sustain us no more

That would make for a kickass early-mid 90’s grunge album cover. Or just any PJ Harvey album cover. Wait are you PJ Harvey?

“It would be wise, Gandalf. There is hope that way. Its victory is at hand; and there will be rich reward for those that aided it. As the Power grows, its proved friends will also grow; and the Wise, such as you and I, may with patience come at last to direct its courses, to control it.” -Saruman

This shaggy mutt is blowing her coat out just in time for winter, apparently? I don’t understand how a dog with so little apparent hair can shed so much. Just one quick little scratchie scratchie and we get a clump of fuzz.

It's a shame to awake in a world of pain
What does it mean when
A war has taken over?
It's the same every day
I heard my name
What can be saved and
Who will be left to hold her?
The whole world
World over
It's a world wide suicide

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king

I exploit you, still you love me
I tell you, one and one makes three
Oh, I'm the cult of personality

Like Joseph Stalin and Gandhi
I'm the cult of personality
Neon lights, a Nobel prize
When a leader speaks, that leader dies
You won't have to follow me
Only you can set you free

(Frodo): “I wish the Ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.”

(Gandalf): “So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”