The Third Eye – Column

September 1, 1996

The whole time Violet was hypnotizing me, all I could think about was how it was definitely not working.

Cine-Trash – Column

August 1, 1996

Both of these pictures are so compellingly, overwhelmingly rancid that you can almost smell them, and I don’t mean that as a compliment.

Liquor Lecture – Rum – Column

August 1, 1996

I’ve never really gotten into the Bacardi 151, it’s always tasted to much like gasoline. It loses it’s mellow warmth, becomes too abrasive.

Graffic Traffic – Column

August 1, 1996

So do I hate everything this month? No, no. There’s good stuff out there, or, to quote The Kids In The Hall, “Fine Ham Abounds!!!”

The Third Eye – Column

August 1, 1996

If you could know your future, would you take it? That thing just dangling, enticing, throbbing, ringing in your ears, always lurking there.

The Third Eye – Column

June 1, 1996

The two-hour long program promises to “help you overcome your fear of death” and “understand what the after-death reality is really like.” Hmmm…

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