I got a new movie in the mail the other day. “Flesheater” by Bill Hinzman who played the cemetery zombie in the original “Night of the Living Dead”. I bought it as part of a three pack of zombie movies with “Zombi Holocaust” and “Burial Ground”. I already have those two, but it was cheaper to buy all three than to Get “Flesheater” by itself.

It is a cheesy but very fun and entertaining zombie flick. A dumbass farmer who is pulling stumps in a field finds a coffin with some satanic stuff written on it and opens it. inside is Hinzman, essentially reprising his “Night of the Living Dead” role, who then goes about killing people and turning the into zombies. I loved it. 

The three films came in one case. But of course, part the case is broken and it can’t hold all three discs any more. I am working on finding replacements, but probably won’t get them until tomorrow. I can give each movie its own case. 

While I was at the used book store I found a copy of “Alice In Wonderland”. I need to finish reading it. 

Sometimes I think my emotions are broken. 

I have known for some time that I am manic depressive. But, sometimes that does not explain some of the things I go through. Some times I cry for no reason and sometimes something happens that should upset me but doesn’t.

About 30 minutes ago my mother called me and told me that my great-aunt Polly had died. I don’t feel it yet, but I am sure that it will cause me to break down soon. It was kind of a forgone conclusion. Aunt Polly is 81 years old. Her health had been failing for some time. It was not that much of a surprise. I should feel upset right now because I loved aunt Polly to bits. Why do I not feel anything now? 

I am so fucked up that even I can’t believe it.

“See me in the mirror if you want to. See me in the mirror if you really want to.
Maybe not too clear, but the face you’ll see is mine.

Do you feel my eyes burning through you? Do you feel the burn when my eyes see through you?
Do you see my eyes when they burn into your mind?

I can feel the teardrops hit the ground where I lay.
I can feel you breathing while I sleep through the day.
See you in a vision in the dark with no light.
Your soul may go to heaven, but your heart’s mine tonight.

See me in the mirror…”

-Alice Cooper