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A binturong! The Binturong (Arctictis binturong), also known as the Asian Bearcat, the Palawan Bearcat, or simply the Bearcat, is a species of the family Viverridae, which includes the civets and genets. The come from the Far East. They look like a cat/bear/fox/monkey. I'd KILL to have one as a pet, as they can be easily domesticated!!!
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A trilobite? Surely such a thing exists. I think they are so cool. If I was going to have a stuffy collection, I'd want it to be "non-traditional" stuff all the way!
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Black. No, really. A lot of people say that, but I really mean it. I love it gloss OR matte. I loves me some red, too. But red AND black...now you're talking, mang!!!!
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I'm reading so many things right now. The two that stick out in my mind are ETERNITY ROW by Jack McDivitt and THE PASSAGE by Justin Cronin. The problem is, they are both SO good that I have a hard time putting either of them down. What do I do?!?
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Okra, without a doubt, will make me hork.
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I'd love to own my own self-sustaining horror themed book/movie/comic store.
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I did it before, so I suppose I could do it again. Now, change that question a bit...could I live without books? No. The answer is a resounding NO. Period. I'd rather be dead.
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The first name that came to mind was Ghidra, the name of the giant, three-headed, flying dragonthing that Godzilla fights in a few of his movies. it wold be that or Mi-go, the name of the flying fungi/polyps from H.P. Lovecraft's Chthulhu mythos.
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I am one of those people who are certain that SOMETHING is going on. Is it the traditional concept of the "ghost?" No, I don't think it's lost spirits. I see the material of the world more like a sponge that soaks up really powerful spiritual/psychic eminations (love, hate, fear, etc.), and that energy leaks out, slowly, over time, in the form of "ghosts."
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Me? Just lift something for my very own? Heh. Right now I know exactly what it would be. it would be one of the rare Crystal Skulls, probably the Mitchell-Hedges skulll. How cool would that be?
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I think I would have to be a were-komodo dragon. I'm sure those exist in some Indonesian myth, but that sounds ultra cool to me. Those things are horrifying in so many ways...and fast and mean. Sign me up. I bet ya no one else on the planet would have picked this.
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Wow...I've never even thought of this. A fetus is not a person, and a woman is not an incubator (thanks, CONSOLIDATED). Ultimately, that decision and choice belongs to each woman as an individual. No MAN or woman has the right to make that choice for any woman. Her body, her choice...at ANY stage in her pregnancy. If men could get pregnant, abortion would be made a sacrement.
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I think this really depends on the person, thus you asking me what MY personal opinion is, and my answer is largely dictated by my dreams, actually. My nightmares often involved heavy objects having fallen on me and me being slowly crushed to death. For the past two years, those dreams have altered to include the fact that not only am I eing crushed to eath, but I can't get free to help my family free from the same disaster. So, my final answer is: crushed to death.
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Any pierced person knows that ear funk smell just about worse than anything on earth, including dead, rotting lepers. Hence, the need for us to take gooooood care of our ear piercings. Poop, on the other hand, SHOULD be submerged, thus, savings us from most of the poopish scent.
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Damn! I can NEVER remember the answer to this question. Actually, I think they are green, with pink stripes, but alien technology they attained in 54 BC on the plains of Africa allows them to bend light around them in just such a way that creates a more beneficial black/white pattern of colors, to break up their outline.
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Here is the deal with that: my mom dressed us (my brother and I). She had this BIZARRE idea that my brother, Alan, and I had to have the same outfits, because we might feel like we were being slighted or something if we didn't have the same stuff...I think. Actually, I don't know what the PHUK my mother was thinking. All I know is that I ended up with shirts with collars that were like sailboat sails, colors that belong on countertops, and materials that should be banned as going against the Geneva Convention for cruel and unusual punishment. We were basically dressed like gay UmpaLoompas. I don't know. It was horrible, and now you've dredged all of that to the surface. THANKS! :)
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Interesting. I have no doubt that it would start with opening my eyes to see my beautiful wife smiling at me already. All of my best days start that way. Then, off to breakfast at Brian's, the only place in the world where I'm handsome, the food is great and plentiful, and I feel like I'm eating at home. Next, off to the San Diego Wild Animal Park, where we see many animals fighting, farting, *&^*ing, excreting, etc., to the horror of the tourists. On the way home, we stop at my favorite book store (Mysterious Galaxy) and I spend $4 gaggilion in gift certificates (basically, I buy out the store). After that, we cruise to Barona Casino and the buffet there, were I devour dim sum. After being wheeled to the car in a wheelbarrow and driven home, I play video games until I'm sleepy, and then I go to bed with Tiff and the last thing I see is her smiling at me.
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I love CDs, as I love having access to liner notes and art, and I have about 400 of those; but I have recently made the move to MP3s as a preferred format, and I have thousands of those, all genres. I love music and I pretty much have a soundtrack to my life...music playing most of the time.
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1, Blade Runner; 2, Brazil; 3, Fight Club; 4, 28 Days Later; 5, Dawn of the Dead. EAAAAAAASSSSY!!!
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Midian2000’s Bio
Just playin' "Stare At The Sun"!
