Bust Down Drakaina

The adults that get afraid of cartoons have always been in charge.

Your kid wants a labubu, mine wants a monchichi, we are not the same

This is the only reason to keep a journal

I managed to get to ante 11 just playing off a madness card that was randomly deleting my other jokers the entire time.

LAST RESPONDERS IS BACK!!!

Just in time for spooky season @feraljokes.bsky.social joins me for a 9-1-1 Halloween special.

the lion doesn't concern himself with credit scores

Any chance we could get a couple hundred people to mob the grocery store and steal everything inside…

Then No Kings protest was a success we don’t have a monarchy in the USA.

Cover art to The Last Exit Show

Kaleb Horton

IN MEMORY OF KALEB HORTON & THE LAST EXIT SHOW Kaleb Horton's premature passing has quietly devastated me in ways that I'm just starting to come to terms with, which is a bit nuts, because the majority of my relationship with him was parasocial. We got lunch once, bumped into each other intermittently around NoHo, and corresponded probably less than a hundred times, never really rising above "sincere acquaintance" status despite awareness of each other for close to fifteen years. He was my age and a significantly more successful writer than I, whose final years in the devastated, post-COVID landscape were far more arduous than anyone of his talent and ethic should endure. We knew each other most intimately during this moment when we were both struggling to navigate the rolling disaster of writing careers in a time actively hostile to our callings. All these factors are weighing on me, but I think the real grief I'm experiencing comes from the fact that he seemed to personify the revolutionary potential of the 2010s internet, a potential that sadly did not come to pass. It seems my body had decided to register his death as the definitive end to an era that could've changed things for the better. In the beautiful eulogies I've read online and the tender remarks given at his memorial, I haven't seen much discussion of his tenure as co-host of The Last Exit Show, the podcast he co-hosted with James Murphy, where I first discovered his singular voice. In 2012, The Last Exit Show was the first podcast to become a personal obsession of mine, so I'd like to elaborate on this under-discussed avenue of his genius. The Last Exit Show was (ostensibly) a comedy podcast hosted by two people on the outskirts: a poor rural guy in Central California and a poor urban guy living in South London, each with writerly ambitions. Most episodes began with a desolation-tinged comedy sketch, followed by diaristic chats on niche subjects and their esoteric minutiae, be they lost musician bootl…

spaces. One episode charted how they would manage Billy Joel through a career revival akin to Johnny Cash's stint with Rick Rubin, earning Joel an 8.8 on Pitchfork. Another delved into Kaleb's process of tweaking the comic strip Dilbert into a Harold Pinter torture play, and catching hell from its crank creator, Scott Adams. They discussed all things with Kaleb's acerbic streetwise wit and James' affable generosity, allowing for a soft Don Quixote-Sancho Panza dynamic for effect. Their varied subjects ultimately served as entry points to deeper dialogues about how two alienated Millennials, without traditional means, endeavored to achieve fulfilling lives amidst constant dejection, finding self-actualization in craft, and meaning in the walked detritus of the post-opportunity West. This is what made The Last Exit Show a must-listen whenever it dropped, especially at the time. This was at least three years before Chapo Trap House articulated similarly disaffected sentiments to a much larger audience, but even after that show became big, they weren't talking about Mack McCormick, hobo graffiti tags on boxcars, or childhood visits to Buck Owens' Crystal Palace. Like many things, Kaleb was ahead of the curve; always a dubious honor, as you can't feed a starving man yesterday. Though Kaleb was the show's primary driver, James was astounding as the supporting mic. Like all great foils, James supported, challenged, and enhanced his co-host, and vice versa. Specializing in 40s horror films, world history, and an Irish-centric ennui, James's presence moved between exceedingly friendly and approachably wise. Together, they pushed each other to greater peaks. After The Last Exit Show wound down, James went on to co-host Pop Could Never Save Us, a podcast with Holly Boson analyzing the UK charts, which is definitely worth your time and support. I said the show was ostensibly comedy, because it could often be bracing or rather, fearlessly direct about fraught prospects and ensui…

My tribute to Kaleb Horton and The Last Exit Show, a podcast he hosted with @jameslatrmurphy.bsky.social

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Top rated TV show is some shit called “Tracker” with 11 million average viewers

Opened up my horror short THE CONFECTION for you to see, free, for October "spooky season"
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Wonder Showzen torrent included some extra reading material

the thing i hate the most about this argument is that it doesn't work. it observably has not been working. capitulating on trans rights, immigrant rights, abortion, does not win elections, it loses them incredibly consistently.

this is a loser mentality and always will be

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The Knife - Heartbeats (Live)

This is the best song of the 21st century

Last time I talked to him he messaged me about a hamburger joint he was researching and noticed my review at the top of Google, he wanted more info about the burgers. He inspired my podcasting career to be more fiercely local and he wrote like no one else. Om shanti shanti shanti 📿

Am I into witchcraft? Yeah, which craft brewery I’m about to get a DUI on the way home from

The last magazine writer What left with Kaleb Horton.

Kaleb Horton RIP.

YouTube video by Scott Gairdner Happy Halloween From Michael McDonald

The original just came on in the bar, given the time of year no choice but to post the seasonal edit
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Every time a mechanic is like “you didn’t hear that?” I explain the volume I listen to music at in my car is probably illegal.

The secret of my longevity or the reason it all went wrong will be 9 spoonfuls of peanut butter and honey before bed.

Guy at work said he was excited to work with me today because he needed to do some hardcore bitching about work.

Wonder Showzen torrent included some extra reading material

I’m at my chemical romance and their shitty spoof of communism is ruining the show for me if they had any fucking balls they would take a swipe at the USA

how we envisioned the dark future: you wear leather and buy brain stims from a small store in an alley. your wrist computer helps you hack

actual dark future: your $89 pants rip after 8 wears. adderall shortage. your wrist computer makes you stand up hourly and buzzes with email from your boss

Watched the Red, White, and Boom drone show with my daughter and I pulled up shows in China to show her how booty our tech is.

A perfect dichotomy of the modern era this morning the radio announced they were giving out tickets to Laura Jane Grace and Andrew Dice Clay at the top of the hour.

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