Mailbag Monday 75

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Welcome back to Mailbag Monday!  On the first Monday of every month, I take the time from my busy blogging schedule to answer all of my reader’s most pressing questions! Sure, I might have begged, bribed and cajoled my readers into sending me these questions in the first place, but, that still totally counts as reader mail!

This month I answer the following questions:

• “What happened to Mailbag Monday this month?”
  -Nobody
• “Why didn’t anyone notice Mailbag Monday didn’t get posted yesterday?”
  -Isley

So, without further ado, it is time to dig into the old Mailbag to see what kind of things have been on my readers’ minds in the last month!

“What happened to Mailbag Monday this month?”

-Nobody

To answer the question that nobody seems to have asked, simply put, I just forgot to write it yesterday.  First time in 9.96 years of blogging that I’ve missed a post that wasn’t due to getting hacked (or getting really fucked up on New Years Day…though, even for that one, I forced myself up at 4AM to finish my monthly movie review post).  It was a long weekend, I was home from work sick today, I was all hopped up on summertime sadness, it felt like a Sunday, I had a case of the vapors, pick your excuse, but I guess I have only myself to blame on this one.

“Why didn’t anyone notice Mailbag Monday didn’t get posted yesterday?”

-Isley

With my self-blame out of the way, let’s get back to blaming others.  Seriously, wtf guys?  No one? My voicemail didn’t fill up with frantic pleas for a website update? Dogs and cats didn’t start sleeping together? And, et vos Shena and Brian?  I talk to you two every single day on gchat, nothing, all day long, both Monday and Tuesday.  And Laura?  What the hell…you let me fall asleep NEXT to you and didn’t even give me a friendly “don’t forget Mailbag Monday” reminder??  I no longer blame myself, I now blame everyone but myself.

Even on Middle-earth Monday, NoJoy was there a day later correcting my misspelling (or, as he so graciously called it, a “typo”) of Michael [sic] Delving.

I just don’t get it.  Surely it has nothing to do with the fact that I end up posting most of these Monday posts after midnight on Tuesday morning and expectations have just waned to the point where the “Monday” part is basically meaningless.

Finally, because I still have hundreds of old saved search terms to wade through, the rest of this space is devoted to quick replies to the more ridiculous web searches that lead people to this website:

Snappy Solutions to Silly Searches

Best black metal cover album?

My favorite cover songs are the ones that deviate from the source material enough to justify their existence.  So I’m going to have to give this one to Dead Raven’s Choir and their rather eloquently titled black metal album of folk and country covers, My Firstborn Will Surely Be Blind.  What this one man Polish band lacks in talent, they also do not make up for in compositional brilliance.  However, they nail the atmosphere, and, as Brian can tell you (if he even still reads this blog), that’s about all I really ask of an album these days:

Worst black metal album cover?

Maybe not the worst of all time, but this Sol Evil album cover, which, apparently is entirely serious, is pretty fucking wretched:

Part of me still believes that it has to be a joke, but desperately hangs on to the hope that that dude is just that vain.

Teddy Roosevelt trollface?

I’ve photoshopped enough TRs in my day, I figured I knew which picture you were talking about.  And, after looking at it again, you are right, this is pretty much a trollface:

Further proof he was our most badass president.