As of today, Rhoades to Madness will no longer update (or even try) on Monday-Wednesday-Friday. I will NOT be shutting down the blog, but it will only be updated on a whenever-I-feel-like-it schedule. There are a few factors behind this decision. The least important of them being that barely anyone reads this. My pageviews absolutely … Continue reading »
Another orbit of the sun is complete, so I thought I’d take a moment to bask in my own monumental greatness. Damn, I’m good. I mean, damn. Did you know the World’s Most Interesting Man once gave me a piggy-back ride? Did you know that when I visited President Obama, he stayed at the Hilton … Continue reading »
It was a year ago this day, this time, that I made my very first post on Rhoades to Madness. And here I am, 153 posts and 30,000 pageviews later, still chugging away. I haven’t always kept to my schedule, but in the end, I did end up averaging about three posts a week, just … Continue reading »
You know, I believed the Mayans. I believed the Mayans when they told me I’d have excellent crops four years ago. (I did! Those fucking cantaloupes were the BOMB, yo!) I believed them when they told me I should be on the lookout for new opportunities. (I should!) I believed them when they said that … Continue reading »
Hello and welcome to another edition of “No, I Haven’t Abandoned My Blog!” Today, we talk about stuff and things and junk and crap. It has been almost two months since I last returned a Netflix movie. I’ve been holding the current one, Bound, hostage for absolutely no reason. Haven’t even watched it. Finally going … Continue reading »
No, not that season. Or that season. It is, in fact, the holiday season, plain enough for anyone not in a coma to figure out. But more specifically it is that dreadful time between Thanksgiving and New Year’s where any poor bastard unfortunate enough to work in retail or grocery will have to suffer … Continue reading »
A couple of weeks ago, I told you of the untimely passing of Septimus, my Crowntail Betta fish. His death was tragic, but we – and life – soldier on. So, after an appropriate time of mourning, we finally chose a worthy heir to Septimus’s estate. My current tradition of fish naming is linked to … Continue reading »
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My name is Alex. I have pop culture feelings. Updates every Wednesday and Friday. Slight tendency to edit as I go.
