Various Assorted Musings…

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Creepy people in creepy houses with their creepy kids and even creepier-assed dolls. I really hate creepy dolls. I’ve written a few stories with creepy fucking dolls because I hate them so much. However, I did like the movie. It had enough bumps to get your heart pounding, and the doll thing was super weird; though it seems to be a thing these days in the horror movie business to switch genres at the last moment. Similar to Cloverfield Lane, this one jumps from ghost story to thriller at the last minute.

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And these are my favorite commute bands this week. I do so miss the era of Grunge Rock.

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