Broken Promises

I suck. In yesterday's post I promised (sort of) that I'd deliver a Friday links post today. I didn't. Time simply did not permit. Apologies to all of you who were (I'm sure) waiting with baited breath. This blog is just soooooooooooo crucial to your daily routine that lack of a post when there should be one knocks you all off kilter. Is the sarcasm dripping yet? Good, I hope so. I'm trying not to sound like an arrogant jackass here.

I won't leave you completely empty handed, however. I may be too busy to write a complete post, but I can still leave you with a few delightful little nightmares.

I was watching The Nightmare Before Christmas the other day (Why? I don't know. Both Christmas and Halloween have well since passed) and it put me in a mischievous sort of mood. Occasionally I get like this. I love dark humor most of the time, and although it plays hell with both my psyche and my karma, sometimes I can't help myself. You folks will bear the brunt.

First, we have a link to The Gashlycrumb Tinies. This is a delightful little book written by Edward Gorey (of Mystery! illustration fame) which goes through the alphabet and depicts all manner of the macabre - A to Z. My favorite? Probably J is for James who took lye by mistake. Hard to decide though. I might also add that the hardcover edition of this book (which is all of 3 inches by 5 inches) is on prominent display on my living room table. My roommate has heretofore not said anything. I suspect he'll be calling those guys with the long-armed white jacket any day now though. We'll have a party.

Along those lines we have the artwork of Patricia Waller. This is much like The Gashlycrumb Tinies except it features beanie baby dolls.... or something like that. The site is in German, so I'm not quite sure if/how one could place an order, but I like looking at the nice little pictures. They make me happy. Yes, I worked out all my issues in therapy YEARS ago. Don't worry.

Lastly, a musical selection so chosen because it fit rather nicely with the title of this post and is all about not doing what you say you will. 80's New Wave fans rejoice! I give you Promises, Promises from the Naked Eyes. Download it, burn it, and then walk around town pretending you're in a John Hughes film. I suggest The Breakfast Club.

Have a good weekend folks. I'll try to check in at some point during it, but I can't promise anything. Later.