Hello! Why, this is my own website! I remember this place! It’s where I come to blog some more after blogging for clients all day. Let me tell you, it’s hilarious to be in content marketing and have your own site be in the depths of Google’s 35th page of search results for anything at all. “Yeah, but my clients’ sites rank high…”
Latest boof THC cart bust: Green Box, a product I traced to a guy in Inland Empire, Cali, who takes vacations to Maui, rents the penthouse suite at Vegas casinos, orders the most gourmet cuisine from the finest restaurants, Instagrams all that, and still can’t afford a license for his bunk ass vape cartridge brand. Dude lives like Scarface before the fall, but it’s a fascinating look into street cart culture. If I turn up mysteriously dead, it was this guy. I love my job.
Second-latest boof THC cart bust: Fiyaman Extracts, which can afford to hire Tommy Chong to endorse them but also – surprise! – can’t afford a license for their black market, heavily-counterfeited product. I love my job.
Drama of the month: When I busted yet another boof cart brand, Gold Coast Clear, the seller showed up in our forum on DabConnection to snivel that our exposure hurt his little business and demanded we take it down. You know, because that’s more important than when 15-year-old kids die from vaping boof. So I got pissed enough to deliver one of those epic irate rants I’m famous for, titled “if we get your brand mistaken for fake, IT’S YOUR OWN DAMN FAULT!” If you read nothing else by me this year, do not miss this.
I love my job even more.
At GeekyDomain, I drooled fanboy all over one of my favorite anime, Cowboy Bebop. I also shared my speculation as to what will happen to the future value of paper Magic: The Gathering cards in a post-COVID-19 world, since me and Rudy with Alpha Investments are literally the only two people on the Internet to care about that.
Speaking of COVID-19 (because seriously, who is talking about anything else?) I made my picks for the most underrated post-apocalyptic movies. You’d better go over there quick to make sure I got your favorite one!
On 366 Weird Movies, I posted a review of another treat of a junky Eurotrash Exorcist rip-off, Beyond the Door (1974). It isn’t the goofiest Exorcist mugging I’ve seen but it’s in the top 20. It stars Juliet Mills (yes, Nanny and the Professor, and she’s just as shocked to be in this movie as you are to see her here!) as a demon-possessed pregnant mom, for a 2-for-1 blue light special Rosemary’s Exorcist.
For an extra turn of the pickle fork, I took the time to explain why I am less than worshipful of the original Exorcist, just to explain how I can have some love for a batty rip-off of same. The comments, despite the site editor’s reassurances, ignore the movie review to bawl me out at daring to disrespect the Most Perfect Movie That Can Do No Wrong!
Fanboy tears! Mmmm, I take mine with sugar! *happy slurping sounds*
Not a paid gig at all, but in my “free” time ha ha ha at IMGUR I blew off some steam with a visit to bizarre thrift shop finds, and a while before posted a fascinating and snarky history of tobacco magazine advertising.
I think that covers everything noteworthy recently? Recently, at that? I’m so busy I don’t even know how many people I am anymore.
