death is in the cards

Heath Ledger dies of a suspected sleeping pill overdose just after finishing filming for Batman wherein he plays the Joker...

Killwithme.com becomes an internet phenomenon...

Dexter emigrates from cable to network broadcasting because of corporate greed...

Milblog R.I.P.

The main vein of info-junkies and pattern phreaks has spurted out this poignant and thought-provoking dispatch from a top military blogger in Iraq. They are the last words of a fallen soldier named Andrew Olmsted, and everyone should read them.

Out Of The Frying Pan...

...Into The Church?

Talk about being stuck between a rock and a hard place. These poor saps thought they could escape an angry mob by fleeing into a sacred building. Imagine their surprise when their pursuers didn't give up the chase, but instead elected to incinerate their quarry within the very halls of truth and justice they thought would give them refuge!

Turns out that churches make excellent funeral pyres.

Note to self: NEVER GO TO KENYA.

Stop Making Babies, You Fools!

An associate of mine has made a very excellent blog post about overpopulation.
I give you...
Chestocrates

A Great Black Pit

My favorite part of Sweeney Todd is that everybody dies at the end.

(Well, that and everything prior.)

Make sure to see it on the big screen. The soundtrack and blood effects deserve a massive canvas; it's a splendid bit of musical theatre with egregious gore and copious cleavage. Thrilling throughout! Thanks to DarkNES and :EYG: for providing free premiere passes to myself and my succulent stable of goth chix0rz. Rumors of a sophomore Gothsicles album fill me with much dread and foreboding... I mean, glee and anticipation...


There's a hole in the world like a great black pit,
And it's filled with people that are filled with shit.

Euthanized Critters

What have you done to make the world a better place?
This guy killed things.

Genius

most awesome idea ever.

$$$ Cha-Ching! $$$

The undead have invaded Southridge Mall!

Mall zombies!

On Black Friday, actual zombies swarmed a bastion of capitalist consumption in Southern Milwaukee. They were difficult to differentiate from the regular shoppers, mindlessly milling about, feasting on bargains.

killing: ok. sexing: not so much.

Remember when I posted on the Loved Dead a while back? Well now it seems that Wisconsin's Attorney General J.B. Van Hollen is spending his time waging an excruciatingly slow battle to outlaw such necrocentric amorousness (instead of, oh I don't know, fighting the rash of violent crime in Milwaukee that his campaign promises focused on). So, to recap, you can probably get away with shooting the living, but you can't fuck them if they die from it.