Here’s that trip report I promised — a visit to my friend’s creepy old vacation home in Delhi, New York. On the outskirts of a farm town, the place is in the middle of nowhere, plagued with ghost stories and stocked with enough cheap beer to convince anyone that they’re actually seeing ghosts. I love the filthy ol’ place. The very long article features every last nuance of the trips we take there, or at least, the ones I feel comfortable mentioning in a public forum. If you and your circle don’t have a place like this to escape to, I strongly suggest finding one. Just leave your good clothes at home. If you like looking at stale Pepsi, this article is for voo.
Had to pick up a few kiddy birthday presents last night. While at Toys ‘R’ Us, I spotted this Darth Vader “Wrestling Buddy,” made by the same company who put out all of those WWF/WWE/WCW dolls of the same stature through the years. Basically, they’re dolls made soft and durable enough for kids to pound the Holy Hell out of without worry. I’ve only had one other, striking the likeness of “Macho King” Randy Savage, but I think it’s pretty safe to say that Vader’s set a new standard when it comes to wrestling buddies. It even shouts various Vader-phrases when you punch its stomach. A bit steep at twenty bucks, but it definitely has that conversational couch pillow appeal deal going for it.
There’s a new Revenge of the Sith cereal, too…
I guess it’s only called “Star Wars Cereal,” arriving in boxes either with Darth Vader or Yoda featured. The cereal itself tastes fine, though the marshmallows are just recolored rehashes from previous Star Wars cereals and other completely unrelated cereals. At least they snuck a General Grievous head in there.
This week, I’ll show you a much better example of a Sith-based food product — Pop Tarts, with lava inside. Yayyyy.
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I have to say The Delhi house article was kick assI’ve only ever seen one other place so totally and utterly frozen in time and that was a rental cabin in a camp ground on Deep Creek Lake in the mountains of the MD panhandle the place did have cable but said cable box HAD A FREAKIN DIAL ON IT. I would also venture to guess that that field guide to demons might have been put there as reference material for whomeever read that copy of Darkfall by Dean R. Koontz. Its one of my favorite Koontz novels chock full of creepy voodoo diagrams and various dieties and demons and little gremlins that torment the main character little daughter but that paticular copy is rendered FAR SCARIER by the fact that its bound in a BRIGHT PINK cover very scary indeed