Today — -illness is upon me, which naturally made me think of POETRY! I am an admirer of the bardic arts, but I have a special place in my black-hole of a heart for the Dadaists — -serial abusers of sound and meaning, whose experiments always amuse me. …

“Is Steemit.com a Cult?” by Richard F. Yates Is Steemit.com a cult??? I’ve read comments lately from some frustrated or disillusioned folks who have made this claim. Here’s my take on this supposition… I’ve done a fair amount of research on cults (especially ancient Mystery Cults,) secret societies, “new religious…

Howdy Humans (and other sentient beings)! I’ve got a day off from the retail world, so I thought I’d take a few minutes and give you folks a quick “WHAT’S UP” of the goings-on around the Primitive Bunker: 1. In about four days, the family and I will be skipping…

I suppose it beats the alternative, NOT getting another week… — Richard F. Yates (Primitive Thoughtician and Supreme Bunny Lord of The P.E.W.)

…so you finished it that way?? Me too… I don’t PLAN my art; I just sort of let it ooze out of the pen… Sometimes the drawing works, and sometimes it doesn’t. It’s all very exciting! — Richard F. Yates (Primitive Thoughtician and Supreme Bunny Lord of The P.E.W.)

Howdy folks, as some of you may know, I was once a regular contributor/receiver in the “MAIL ART” game, in which folks draw, paint, collage, sculpt, or compile little pieces of art and then send them to each other through the mail. It’s a bit like having a pen pal…

So, Ghoulies… Let’s just get this part out of the way: GHOULIES is a BAD movie. It’s silly and poorly acted and absurd and juvenile — but it’s a pretty entertaining bad movie, if you can look at it from the right slant. Ghoulies was released in 1985 and was…

I’m sitting at the kitchen table, dreading my eventual wage slavery later today, and listening to an old Robert Anton-Wilson lecture from the early 1990s. …

I’ve wrestled with this for hours, and I still can’t come to a satisfactory answer: Who IS the most trusted name in home permanents? — Charlie Centipede