“I know that they’re killing my people, but isn’t the writing pretty?”
—a middle aged Jewish woman commenting on the font in an unabridged Koran my co-worker Aaron helped her locate.Entries Tagged 'Memoirs of an Amnesiac' ↓
Working in a used bookstore has it’s moments
January 5th, 2009 — Memoirs of an Amnesiac
If only there was one with a cat…
April 21st, 2007 — Grievances, Memoirs of an Amnesiac
A bit of advice.
If you start dating someone, and that someone might be a pet lover who has a three legged (or God forbid less limbed animal) consider all your options.
That somone has chosen to continue that pet’s life despite after an incident that usually involves significant injury or illness. That somone is more than an animal lover. 
That someone’s connection to their pet is closer, and you may be moving in on that pet’s territory. My experience in that kind of a love triangle had it’s share of mess. And, while one of you may find it amusing that the animal has three legs, the pet owner, your special someone, probably will find their pet’s handicap an endearing neediness that they feel endebeted to fixing with lots of T.L.C. that will not be shared.
This is just a warning to take in to consideration from someone who’s been in the trenches against a three legged cat. He sure knew how to eek out every last to those nine lives…
At any rate, if you like tripods, support these folks, hopefully you’ll see more action than I did. They have t-shirts too.
“Kick him in the nards!”, “Do wolfmen have nards?”
January 25th, 2007 — Memoirs of an Amnesiac, The A/V, Video
Relive a piece of your childhood while you can, still no plans on a dvd release.
However, there’s going to be a Monster Squad reunion at Monster-Mania Con 7 in February.
What’s That Stench?
April 30th, 2006 — Memoirs of an Amnesiac
Failing for some people can be happenstance, others we make it a lifestyle.
Having had the experience of bombing in front of group of people when I was taking a comedy class, there was no need for a Bad Set Decoder Ring. All you had to do was observe the guy in the front row picking at the gum stuck underneath the folding table and slipping loose pieces into his mouth. Between him and the cheers from landing a spare from a seven ten split from up front, it’s a wonder my closer didn’t involve a sharp knife or just a bottle of burbon.
Morbid Curiosity
February 12th, 2006 — Memoirs of an Amnesiac
Here’s a cool and kinda eerie thing discovered while browsing Zulkey.com: Google “YOUR NAME was killed by” with the quotations and see what you come up with.
Here are mine.
Tim was killed by the Undead, but brought back to life by their leader, the Graverobber, as could be seen in X-Men 2099 #26-29
Tim was killed by what he tried to protect, but he knew the risks.
Sadly, Tim was killed by a troll.
Tim was killed by a drunk driver. our lives were forever changed on that night.
Tim, was killed by the IRA bomb, near a McDonalds restraunt in Warrington in 1993.
Poor Tim was killed by a falling tree. He died of natural causes. How John is that? How much does Buddha like apple pie? Temporary insanity is a psychopath.
Tim was killed by his fourteen-year-old best friend when a BB-gun game between the two boys escalated.
Tim was killed by pigeons. Pigeons! The MOVIE’S STERLING and BRILLIANT DIALOGUE make THIS PERFECTLY CLEAR! “Pigeons! Pigeons are going to kill Tim!”
Tim was killed by a school bus on his way to school on October 29, 1986 at the age of 15. We will always remember your smile, your humor, and all the love…
