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The Asylum Update: Here Comes ?Street Racer?!
2008-05-05 03:02:00 Filed under: Action, Home Entertainment, Trailers and Clips We wouldn’t have it any other way: just a few weeks after the Wachowskis’ Speed Racer hits theaters, the Asylum will unleash its knock-off-of-the-month: Street Racer! (To read up on what Asylum is all about, take a look at my post about Allan Quatermain and the Temple of ...
By: MovieGuerilla
The Podcast that thinks Gazza will fit in at the asylum. He did play for Ra
2008-02-29 00:10:00 This week:Why Frank Haddon and his team wear those preposterous yellow anoraks. Has Alan Hanson won Morrison?s Idol? We reveal which drugs the Scotland rugby team were taking to ?enhance? their performance and how much it costs the UK tax-payer to keep Kevin Keegan in the job. Remember you can contact the Dave and al ...
Underground Voices: Stories from the Asylum
2008-01-16 23:54:00 Underground Voices: Stories from the Asylum is now available at Amazon.com. This is the 2nd anthology of short stories published by Underground Voices...which has been my favorite lit journal since its inception. While I have no pieces in this anthology, I guarantee it is a must read. And a steal at $9.95. So hurry over to Amazon and grab a copy. For more of the best "underground literature", also check out Underground Voices Magazine. It continues to publish my most exclusive pieces FIRST.RC Edrington
By: Bar Stool Vision
Cross Border Trucking - The inmates finally control the asylum!
2008-01-08 03:15:00 My little web-bots have been busy bringing to our attention the stupidity spewing from the mouths of the opponents of the Mexican Cross Border Program, and it continues to amaze me that folks actually believe this stuff. But then, America, long ago, forgot how to think for itself. So what’s been happening since before Christmas ...
By: Mexico Trucker
£28m of our money wasted on the asylum centre that never was.
2007-11-08 09:03:00 I was going to start this story by going into the background of this farcical waste of our money, but while I studied reports into this idiocy something came to me:PRISONS. There were to be ten of these detention centres built, but a drop in asylum requests made some of them pointless. For example the one in Bicester that the Home Office spent £28m on but never built, could hold 3000 people. Assuming the other nine sites were to be on a similar scale, then we could possibly accommodate up to 30,000 people.If we had already spent £28m on this site, surely it would have been quite easy to modify the building plans to build a low security prison (which in effect, is what a detention centre is). Surely to God someone at the Home Office should have thought of this.The Public Accounts Committee chairman Edward Leigh said the Home Office had to explain why the land was "sitting dormant" he added "No one seems to have any idea what to do with it."Why didn't anyone think of using this land ...
By: Daily Referendum
Tales from the Asylum
2007-10-25 01:24:00 For those who’ve been wondering, yes, SHE is still with us, and occasionally there are fun stories that result from her employment with us. Today, for example. I asked her to send a message to a professor at another institution who is coming to give a guest lecture in a couple of months. She ...
From the Frying Pan Into the Fire...Part 1
2007-08-29 04:54:00 Ravyn and I followed the same path that the Professor had taken a few minutes earlier. Each of us had a number of bags in hand, but hers were of the lighter variety than mine. After crossing the lot, we came to a set of heavy metal double doors with the one on the right having been left ajar. Just as I moved to set on the bags down to open the door further, the Frau lumbered up behind us, wuffling in excitement.?Rusty, hold on! Something doesn?t smell quite right.??This place has a ?right smell? to it? We might as well go in, Jim?s inside already.?The Frau?s head swiveled back and forth. ?Then he?s not alone.?Ravyn dropped her bags with a crash. She reached out with her right hand to yank the door open while holding her now flaming left hand up above her shoulder. ?Come on you two, we can?t leave him alone for long!?I followed suit, dropping the rest of her bags and triggered the baton to drop into my right hand. I held the door that Ravyn had opened so that she and the Frau could s...
Sole Asylum...Part 5
2007-08-24 04:08:00 I brushed myself off and began picking the shards of branches and bark that we sticking out of my skin as I looked around to try and gauge how close we came to the Asylum. The truck had crashed into a very stout tree on the edge of a desolate looking parking lot. The pavement of the lot was cracked and marked with potholes, some of which were large enough to sport their own small trees. The other three edges of the lot were bordered by hulking, multi-story, brick buildings that gave off a distinct feeling of brooding, sullen anger. Many of windows had been broken, but almost all of them were covered by iron bars. I waved a broken branch that I had plucked from the base of my neck towards the buildings behind the truck. ?The Asylum, I presume. See? That wasn?t too bad.?The bear that was wearing the tattered remnants of the Frau?s outfit looked up at the building and gave out a wuffling snort before the Frau?s voice came through inside my head. ?Not too bad, Rusty. I don?t know how ma...
Sole Asylum...Part 4
2007-08-20 06:25:00 Hurtling sideways through the ether of the Shadowland while holding onto the rear bumper of an F-150 Ford pick-up truck is not, by any stretch of the imagination, the easiest place to try and summon up the concentration needed to open a portal to the ?normal? world. When you add in the complications of needing to open a portal large enough for a truck to go through and the concern for the safety of the occupants?and of any potential bystanders who might be nearby?the task only got harder.But it was absolutely critical that I find a way to solve this problem in a way that left open the possibility for a safe landing. My one advantage, other than sheer desperation, was that working with the Shadow was extremely easy in the Shadowland itself.So, ignoring the precarious position that I found myself in, I began weaving the strands of Shadow together into a web-like bubble. I was careful not to seal it up completely until I had some idea of where we would land.Before I could seal the bubb...
Sole Asylum...Part 3
2007-08-19 18:35:00 Shuffling around like silent zombies, we loaded up Jim?s truck with a few overstuffed bags of clothing and personal items and several boxes of groceries from the Frau?s enormous pantry. Ravyn and I piled into the narrow back seat of the truck while the Frau rode shotgun. As we set off through the quiet, narrow back country road that would take us north to I-94, the winds began to kick up as the edge of a large, dark, bank of clouds rolled over us from the west. By the time we reached the highway entrance ramp, enormous drops of water were splattering on the hood and windshield of the truck. Jim pushed up the bill of the second cap. ?I didn?t think that rain was in the forecast for the next week.?A flash of lightning was soon followed by the rolling booms of thunder, signaling for the real downpour to begin. Sheets of water sluiced down across the road.The Frau chuckled, pushed up her own glass and pointed towards the clouds with her cane. ?My bones are telling me that this is no ord...
Sole Asylum...Part 1
2007-08-11 05:35:00 After some deliberation it was decided that our side trip to check out the stash left behind by Drake would come after we set up a base of operations at the Asylum.While Naomi, Alexa, and Cerrydwen packed up for their journey through the Transit Point to Herne?s Lodge, Ravyn grabbed me by the shoulders. ?I need some decent clothing, Zombie. This simply will not do.?I nodded. ?OK. What do you want me to do about it??She smiled. ?You?re taking me shopping.?I glanced down at my watch. ?There?s not much open at this hour. It?s still too early for anything except those 24 hour supermarkets.?Her grin was positively wicked. ?That?s why I need you. Jim?s told me about a group of very high end boutiques in New York that is wholly owned by the Mercury Unlimited Group. This shopping trip is going to be courtesy of Dick Arnold and friends.??But why would they open just for us??She reached up and slapped her palm on my forehead. ?You can be so dense. If I was going to wait for them to open for b...
The Weekend at the Asylum: Part III
2007-07-08 19:06:00 When I woke up that day I was really excited. It was Sunday that meant I would get to go back to school. I mean yes my roommates were relatively unstable but in comparison to The Bitches family they were the picture of sanity. The only problem was that we weren?t going to leave anytime soon. The Bitch needed more time to spend with her boyfriend and get some more horrifying attention from her insane family. Several hours later we left and headed back to school. The car ride home was interesting to say the least. She told me about all the guys she had slept with and how she now knew that the Slave was the right guy for her. I would have never guessed that she had slept with that many people. No big deal now I had someone to go to for advice. During the ride home we talked about low self-esteem and how that caused her a lot of mistakes. It was nice. Yes, she was beyond bizarre and sometimes pretty mean and self-centered; but she had her nice aspects too. She was jus...
The Weekend at the Asylum: Part II
2007-07-07 15:02:00 The first night at The Bitch?s house I slept in her bed and she and the slave slept on a blow up mattress in the sitting room. The next day I woke up and sat in the bed for several hours. I was afraid to go in the other room because I feared walking in on them having sex. If I did that I would then have to gouge out my eyes. Which would have sucked because I liked my eyes and being blind doesn?t sound very fun. Finally I heard one of them go to the bathroom so I excited. The Slave then informed me that The Bitch was sick. I went downstairs with him and she was in her parents study trying to find the phone number of a Doctor. While she looked for the number the Slave and I went and made breakfast. Eventually her mother stumbled in the kitchen. After The Bitch and her hung over mom found a Doctor opened on Saturday they came and ate breakfast with us. During breakfast one of the dogs humped the Slaves leg the entire time. Shortly after that the Slave drove the The Bitc...
The Weekend at the Asylum: Part I
2007-07-06 21:32:00 Shortly after classes ended on Friday The Bitch and I left to make the five hour trip to her home in Bumfuck, North Carolina. The ride wasn?t that bad. I listened to perhaps the strangest CD mix I have ever heard in my entire life. Hard core Rap that discussed insertion into people?s poop holes and really lovely dovey country songs. We got to her house around nine that night. The house was interesting, not as large as I would have thought. There was however a large garage attached to the house that was built for the sole purpose of covering their RV. Surrounding the house were dozens of cotton fields and hardly any neighbors. The only other people that lived there were in two trailers across the street from their property. Once at the house Slave arrived. Obviously they hadn?t seen each other in two weeks so they insisted on making out in front of me, oh joy. Her parents and the dogs came out a few seconds later to great us. Except they didn?t actually greet us caus...
Witchdoctor Wise - Trapped In The Asylum
2007-06-27 00:00:00 Witchdoctor Wise - Trapped In The Asylum
The Inmates Are Running The Asylum
2007-02-16 22:11:01 As Commander-in-Chief, if you're going to wage war on foreign soil, you have a moral obligation to ensure the hostilities end as soon as possible, with as few lives lost as possible, friend, enemy, or civilian. Let's face it. If we would have come down like a ton of bricks, perhaps more innocent lives would have been lost in the initial invasion, but I have been watching the body count rise steadily for over 2 years, and it's getting worse.
Pamela Alexander -Inside story at the asylum-
2006-11-28 03:33:02 Inside story at the asylum Pamela Alexander (EEUU, 1948- ) Come for tea,chickadee in the evergreen; clear green tea.How long. Oolong.Music on the porch.Foxtrots on the lawn. The stems of the mintare as square as the steps. Come.Comfortable. A white cloth.Cream tea, sugar tea, round. Steepsteep tea and light brown light.Earl grey watercolors, glazedclay urn.The azaleas are lovely. Whybe one? People do that, put colors on. Why bejasmine tea drinking.Among the bittersweet bushespeople keep talking and drinking.I watch the easiest one.Someone at ease is at home, his house isanywhere a capital letter made fromthe air about him. An initial,what is the rest.The house of air vibrates in the sun: his voiceunfolds, a bird unperching.Things keep going away.We two make a system, water and land.A shore is an assurance, it moves a bit but it stays.I see you, his look says, openas the air that holds us both. Some wateris ice; people do that too, go cold and hard.Everything does. Transparen...
By: Poemas en ingles
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