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Phav Nosnibor
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Purveyor of fine whiteboard drawings and cut-price noise. He/him.
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A large, hairy monster Muppet with a bulbous orange nose and lower lip barely containing two pointy teeth looks out from under a mining helmet with a frown on his face. At the bottom of the picture, a caption has been added: "You're never involved, are you, Avon? You ever cared for anyone?" (I'm picturing the word "cared" being half-roared in frustration.)
November 11, 2025 at 6:04 PM
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Pleasant Surprise #2: Didn't notice it at first because you can only see parts of the building in the opening, but this movie is about a team of cleaners who discover something unpleasant in an abandoned house...
A white van is parked on the street in front of a white two-storey house with vaguely Corinthian columns around the porch and a second-floor balcony. Some scraggly trees sit in the yard around the house and a man in jeans and a button-up shirt regards the scene after getting out of the van.
November 11, 2025 at 3:46 AM
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Pleasant Surprise #1:
The first post-title card in the credits: a drawing of a horned, pot-bellied creature with pointy teeth raising one clawed hand to slap at a fish-creature in front of it. Above, the words "STARRING DICK MILLER".
November 11, 2025 at 3:35 AM
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Tonight: EVIL TOONS, a 1992 picture that was sold to me as "Who Framed Roger Rabbit? possessed by The Evil Dead". The opening minute or so, in which David Carradine seems to receive Sunday-school counselling from the Necronomicon, is certainly a beginning.
November 11, 2025 at 2:56 AM
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If you see this, post an album with a motor vehicle on it.
In this painting from the cover of the Darkest of the Hillside Thickets' album "The Dukes of Alhazred", a green Dodge Charger with a massive air intake jutting from the hood and a pentagram painted on the door flies through space, spitting fire as it goes. Leaning out of the car, five men in brown hooded robes defend the car from a tentacled horror with one large eyeball using a variety of firearms and forbidden tomes. In the background, a cowled figure glowers down on the scene intently, its nearly-mummified skin giving the impression of great age and eldritch power; its upturned hand reaches out for the car as if to crush it should the passengers challenge its sinister plans.
November 9, 2025 at 5:48 AM
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TODAY IN 1431: Vlad Tepes was born.
TODAY IN 1847: Bram Stoker was born.
TODAY IN 1968: Courtney Thorne-Smith was born.

Coincidence?
LEFT: A detail from a painted portrait of Vlad the Impaler from Ambras Castle in Austria: a narrow-faced man with one of the longest noses and widest moustaches you've ever seen is dressed in red and grey finery including a pearl-detailed headdress. CENTRE: An avuncular gentleman with slicked-back hair and a close-cropped beard, wearing a dark suit over a white-collared shirt, sits regarding the camera with a curious expression on his face. RIGHT: A blonde-haired woman with a fair amount of dark makeup around her eyes and large earrings that resemble two layers of amethsyt-encrusted dream catchers smiles for a red-carpet camera in a way that is only slightly unsettling.
November 8, 2025 at 12:29 PM
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This frame from an ad for home security cameras that will totally keep your kids safe doesn't necessarily give me the greatest feeling about what's in store for these kids.
In a room with beige walls and a beige print with some pink flowers on said wall, two small children in beige outfits stand waist-high in front of what one assumes is their grandmother, also clad in a loose beige pullover top and matching skirt, and the only real splashes of colour are the slash of her red lipstick and a short blue-handled knife that she is holding in front of her. A slightly hollow grin on her face gives the picture a more sinister feel than the director was likely going for.
November 8, 2025 at 6:58 AM
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My only cool Halloween costume as a kid, probably 1981 or 1982, outside our house in Calgary.
In a grassy front yard with a small wooden deck and a sapling tree off to the left, a six-or-seven-year-old kid with a mop of light brown hair poses for the camera in a homemade Superman costume involving a turtleneck and leggings that are way too dark and some stylin' beige winter boots in addition to the usual red shorts, yellow belt, and long red cape.
November 7, 2025 at 6:28 PM
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I'm pretty sure this isn't how it's supposed to work.
November 6, 2025 at 7:28 PM
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Also, one more seriously deep-cut Trek moment right at the end: maternity nurse Hana Hatae, aka Molly O'Brien from DS9. Not exactly a big part — she mainly nods encouragingly and says "It's okay! It's gonna be okay!" — but it makes my dorky heart happy to see her.
A sci-fi take on a delivery room: two medical personnel (one young woman and one middle-aged man) in blue smocks lean over a woman in a white hospital gown who is in the typical baby-time position with a look of wheezing distress on her face. It's the future, but not much has changed.
November 5, 2025 at 9:50 PM
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Further subtlety in the news of the day. It's only been eight years since this movie was made and we're already living up to some of its predictions.
Screenshot of futuristic-looking news footage: an assortment of people wearing gas masks, bandanas, and eyepatches look off into the distance, presumably as part of some "non-citizen" mob. Below, a chyron (for the creatively-named DNN) bearing the headline of the day: "NON-CITIZENS THREATEN LOS ANGELES DOME: Citizen dome residents on high alert after bomb blast. President Mendez urges caution."
November 5, 2025 at 9:12 AM
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First of all, damn... that's some serious Trek representation. (That's Manu Intiraymi on the left.) Second, Tim Russ' Vulcan eyebrow is just a tiny fraction of him being an even bigger dick than his brother. This is not a subtle movie.
Three men are gathered around a sci-fi video display for a conversation: the imperious-looking one (Tim Russ) arches an eyebrow haughtily at the youngest (Manu Intiraymi), a manual labourer in a sci-fi jumpsuit, while the oldest one (Armin Shimerman) looks on and holds his tongue. There is clearly some tension in the air.
November 5, 2025 at 8:58 AM
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Captain Cheekbones here is going a little overboard with the constipated intensity. I get that your brother is missing, sir, but you're one twitch away from Batman shouting about hockey pads.
A tall, lean man with a shaved head and wearing a space-uniform jumpsuit looks over his left shoulder with an expression somewhere between anger and having smelled a tainted cheese.
November 5, 2025 at 6:56 AM
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And wow, what a difference a decade makes. This opening looks and sounds so much better than Of Gods and Men or anything like that, though this kerning is making my eyes bleed.
A spacey background of stars and blue-grey nebulae set the mood at the beginning of the movie as the credits run. Layered over top, an angular, italicized font conjures up images of mid-2000s graphic design; it reads "Make-up Design & Supervisor: Thomas E. Suprenant", but the spacing of the letters makes it particularly difficult to read the surname.
November 5, 2025 at 1:18 AM
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Two panels from Sergio Aragonés' graphic novel "The Death of Groo": a bald-headed, muscular man in bronze greaves and a green waistcloth stands behind a lectern at a funeral, having fought his way to the front of the queue (and still holding one man under his left arm in a chokehold). He addresses the crowd: "I will go first! I will say the nicest thing I can say about Groo..." — Groo being the decedent — and then he says "He is dead. Thank you." as he drops the choking the man to the ground and walks away, a satisfied look on his face.
November 4, 2025 at 2:23 PM
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Opened up my laptop to see that the Jays had lost the game, sat back down on the couch, and fired up the next episode. What did the Log Lady have to say?
A brown-haired woman with large, red-framed glasses sits at a round wooden table by a fireplace, a delicate cup of coffee on a saucer on the table beside her and a log cradled in her arms. Subtitles reveal the beginning of her line: "Sometimes nature plays tricks on us," (CONTINUED IN NEXT SCREENSHOT) Her speech continues: "and we imagine we are something other than what we truly are." Sage words from the Log Lady.
November 2, 2025 at 4:51 AM
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5. I know the Spalding ad on the back of Tommy's comic book was for basketballs, but it's a good laugh to imagine them advertising golf equipment to 8-year-olds in another reality. (The full ad: www.reddit.com/r/OldSchoolC...)
Sitting on a yellow-orange '70s wingback couch, Jamie Lee Curtis' Laurie regards the comic-book collection of her young charge (here wearing coveralls with a US flag patch on one sleeve) with suspicion.
October 31, 2025 at 11:59 PM
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Yow, somebody had a big night.
Four posts from my feed, a minute apart from one another with nothing else in between. 28 minutes ago: "The piss tank on the ISS is now 6% full." 27 minutes ago: "The piss tank on the ISS is now 7% full." 26 minutes ago: "The piss tank on the ISS is now 8% full." 25 minutes ago: "The piss tank on the ISS is now 9% full." Was there a lineup? Is the tank, as I've suspected for a long time, about the size of a Pringles tube? I really don't know.
October 31, 2025 at 6:06 AM
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Or is this just more millennial nostalgia for a technology they never really had to deal with, but which is very convenient when you need to hand evidence to another character later in the movie? Whatever it is, she's got some pretty okay hardware in her office.
The previously-mentioned Onkyo dual cassette deck, as well as a Teac V-300 sitting underneath it, sits on a shelf in a moodily-lit office with a handful of black-shelled cassettes on top, a very early-2000s bookshelf-stereo speaker off to the left, and a decorative vase out of focus beyond that.
October 30, 2025 at 4:01 PM
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Just how back are cassette tapes, anyway? A character in a trashy thriller I've been watching records all of the conversation in a call centre, but in 2025 is using tapes to do it... and the one tape you see is clearly a commercial release someone had lying around at home or in their car.
An artily-focused shot of a cassette tape playing in an Onkyo deck from the '90s. Although the tape was used to record a phone call, it is visibly a commercial release: apparently a classical compilation judging from the words "Fanfare for the Common Man", "March", and "Symphonette No." on the shell... is that some Morton Gould? Is this a collection of American symphonic greats?
October 30, 2025 at 4:01 PM
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So that's why my actual vote is going to be for either the giant beaver (because it's ridiculous) or the ear seeker (because how the hell are you supposed to role-play an encounter with what's essentially the Ceti Alpha brain parasite?). Pure stupidity all around.
Monster Manual listing for the giant beaver, with no drawing this time. Basically explains that they are docile and will seek to flee combat unless their "lodge" is threatened, in which case it's on. Somehow, this six-foot-long variant of the beaver is supposed to be encountered in groups of 10 to 40, and their bite does more damage than any bladed weapon in the game, so it's kind of funny to imagine a party being mauled by these things. Like the ixitxachitl, the giant beaver has no psionic ability. Monster Manual listing for the ear seeker, which is described as being about half an inch long, having a single hit point, and its only attack is described as follows: "Ear seekers are small insectoids which are found in wood. They live by eating dead cellulose, but they need warm places in which to lay their eggs, and they favor places like ears. If this creature enters a warm place, it will always lay 9-16 tiny eggs and then crawl out to die. When the eggs hatch (4-24 hours), the larvae eat the surrounding flesh, generally burrowing inwards to where the most food and body heat is, killing their host 90% of the time. A cure disease spell will destroy the eggs." Guaranteed roleplaying fun here!
October 30, 2025 at 1:28 AM
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I was going to say any of the endless fish listed in the 1st edition Monster Manual because, yeah, the giant gar and the coelacanth are kind of awesome, but has anyone in the history of the game actually fought a 25-foot-long fish? Or this chaotic-evil ray-thing?
The original Monster Manual listing for the ixitxachitl, accompanied by a drawing that looks like a manta ray with an exceptionally spiky tail, fangs, and the impression of frowning eyebrows to make sense of its alignment being listed as chaotic evil. Yes, a chaotic evil fish. Other details in case you care: FREQUENCY: Very rare NUMBER APPEARING: 10-100 ARMOR CLASS: 6 MOVE: 12" HIT DICE: 1 + 1 % IN LAIR: 60% NUMBER OF ATTACKS: 1 DAMAGE PER ATTACK: 3-12 SPECIAL ATTACKS: Evil clerical spells (!) MAGIC RESISTANCE: Standard INTELLIGENCE: Average to high ALIGNMENT: Chaotic evil PSIONIC ABILITY: Nil There's a two-paragraph description of their underwater society, leadership structure (including spellcasting fish), and the 50% chance of finding a vampiric ixitxachitl for every 20 of the creatures encountered.
October 30, 2025 at 1:28 AM
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This has got me thinking about Clyde Jones, the man who filled his yard and local parks with his chainsaw critters. He didn't seem to mind people driving by and checking out the space where he worked, either, which made for a pretty remarkable afternoon.
A yard full of Clyde Jones' sculptures and working materials. In the foreground, carved-log creatures made to look like two-headed dogs with bulging eyes and a blue giraffe with a body covered in colourful lightbulbs. Behind an assortment of brightly-painted birdhouses running up the side of a post, a pile of logs and scraps waits to be turned into more art. A detail of the side of a house, painted with a colourful polka-dotted bird and other splotchy creatures. Around the top of a screen window in the centre of the wall, three log dogs with yellow and flowers for eyes have been hung like they're sailing through the air.
October 29, 2025 at 5:23 PM
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This just will not leave my brain alone and I need to chase a copy down on disc now.
October 29, 2025 at 11:50 AM
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Dear lord, this is sobering: in 1997, this was a reasonable impression of what the newsroom of a local paper could look like.
No fewer than ten people fill a wide shot of a newsroom: all dressed for office work, scurrying to printers, typing frantically to meet deadlines. Overhead, fluorescent tubes beat down on the workers' heads, encouraging them to fact-check and file just that little bit faster. You can practically smell the stale coffee in the air.
October 27, 2025 at 2:48 AM