Showing posts with label Abby Cadaver. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Abby Cadaver. Show all posts

Monday, January 5, 2009

Cracked is whack with their lists

I was alerted to this list on cracked.com earlier today. It lists “6 Bizarre Real World Versions of Fictional Monsters.” Little do they know (obviously) that there are players and poseurs , and there are fictional characters, but then there are the real things.
The list is amusing nonetheless. Worth a look see. First on the list is vampires, so I'm not sure if that should be an insult or compliment. Maybe Ian Fortey needs a nibble.

He also lists zombies. I wonder what Betty Bones would think. And Frankenstein. Abby Cadaver probably wouldn't care either way. And last on the list is demons. My own little sister, DeMonica is a demon. She seems to think that since she’s last on the list it means she’s considered to be the least pretentious. Let her go on thinking that.

Friday, June 6, 2008

Not news fit to print

Urg. Whose blog is this anyway? I’m supposed to say something about the fact that I’m in a poster print portrait on deviantArt. Woopeedoo. Go see it buy it bla bla bla. Oh, and JITTERBUTTER™ something or other. Some news page. The news has been dry of bogeys and creeps for a week, and this is what I have to post. Apologies to the hardcore bogey news junkies.

Click for me!
Click for the other chicks.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Driving with spirit

The new fashion of excuses for poor driving skills is to blame a ghost. Nice. Isn’t it just like a mortal to blame their ineptitude on the “paranormal.”
Here’s the story explaining how there are plenty of accidents on a certain stretch of road in the UK. Nothing against Abby Cadaver and her British vocal cords, but maybe it’s because they’re all driving on the wrong side of the road.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Recycle your used parts

This story is more of interest to our good friend, Abby Cadaver, but human mortals should be aware of it too. I first read about this process in the book, STIFF by Mary Roach.
When you die, your body can be pressure cooked and pulverized into a tasty dust that’s pretty good on spaghetti as a dietary replacement for Romano cheese. No polluting furnace is involved.
Clicky.
Just remember to be sure a body is actually dead before you squish it into the processor. Many of us just look dead.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

The Honey Monster

Some dork just changed his name to Honey Monster because he loves Sugar Puffs cereal. He’s eaten a bowl of this cereal per day since he was 9 years old. Abby Cadaver loves her sweets too, but you don’t see her changing her name to “Yummy Chocolate” or something.
To start with, the guy isn’t even a monster. He’s a human. Isn’t there some rule against this sort of thing? I should change my name to “Stupid Human” to see what kind of reaction I get.
Don’t take my word for it. See for yourself.