I knew this dirty-ass rag would show up after your last visit!

For those interested in the rag’s history, click here (scroll up from the bottom).

Coming back to you… SOON,


…as I’m sure you can tell from the fucking Christmas tree in the photo, but big thanks to Grampus and Grandma Sue for coming to visit the kids back in, you know… December.

I’m the worst,


Kentucky’s worst enemy,


…now that I’m done with Zodiac.

Now, a love letter to A Tribe Called Quest from author Hanif Abdurraqib. It is called Go Ahead In The Rain: Notes To A Tribe Called Quest.

To be followed by some YA fiction,


Mark via Neal!

…for his Triviality podcast bonus episode of Behind the Trivia. Dig it here!

I love connecting dots,


…of the new theme is up! Here it is:

And this is super anti-climactic, because it took me so fucking long to get to this point (in case you haven’t noticed, my Blarg updating in 2019 has been pretty pitiful), but the one thing everyone in the headers has in common is… me! At one point or another, I’ve had an in-person conversation with each and every person.

Normal Blarg headers (and hopefully more regular updating) will resume… now!

Check out all of the headers here,


But Dana is voting for Preckwinkle.

I keep hoping there’s a real human on the other end,


"Zodiac" by Robert Graysmith.

…David McAninch’s Duck Season, and I’m now on to a book I should’ve read a decade ago, back when I was writing The Roberts: Robert Graysmith’s Zodiac.

Might have to read Susan Kelly’s The Boston Stranglers next,


Exhibit Q: 2016 - 2019

As many of you know, in January, we adopted a new addition to our family. Though he had previously been known at the shelter as Punky, we quickly renamed him Exhibit Q.

Almost immediately, we noticed that something was off with Q. He barely ate, and rapidly began losing weight. We would later find out that, in the weeks before we adopted him, he had lost more than two pounds over a span of six weeks. When we took him home on January 19th, he weighed around seven and a half pounds. Today, shortly before we put him down, his weight had dropped to just below five.

We adopted Q more than a year after we lost Meatshake. He was never meant to be a replacement for Meatshake, but rather a continuation of the Shady household pet legacy. Pets aren’t meant to replace the ones that came before them, and just as Q never filled the void that Meatshake left in her absence, our next cat — and there will be a next cat — will never replace Q.

Exhibit Q was a part of our family for just 55 short days, but we’re grateful for each and every second we got to spend with him.

Tonight, our house is a little more quiet, a little more empty, and a little more sad. But that just shows he’ll always be a part of our family.

Sleep well, Q.

He loved salami,


February 19th, 2019: Katherine Bryja Shady

February 19th, 2019: Justin Robert Shady

February 19th, 2019: Grey Danger Shady

February 19th, 2019: West Rebel Shady

February 19th, 2019: Mr. Fabulous

February 19th, 2019: Heisenberg

February 19th, 2019: Exhibit Q

Three-hundred and sixty-five days later.

Again, we’re doing something like this.

Nine years worth… and another one next year,


PS: Here’s what the big picture looks like.

Old Poop!