It was a big year for Rooster Illusion: we dove headfirst into the salty depths of podcasting and explored long-form writing in addition to our continued ass-kickery in the realm of more traditional movie and show reviews. Our second annual March Madness bracket was a success, in that a bunch of you guys voted and…
Three years. Wow. What a ride. We’ve taken life a quarter mile at a time, and now WE’RE ALL GODDAMN ROCKSTARS. Thanks for reading, you’re the best (hi, Mom, Happy Mother’s Day, you really are the best!). Last year saw a lot of changes. The site got a makeover—the montage was to die for, I…
I don’t mean to toot my own horn or anything like that, but I do say with no small amount of smugness that my predictions are better than anyone else’s. Am I perhaps being a wee bit arrogant, considering that I base that statement on only the fact that I predicted last year’s Academy Awards…
That’s right, ladies and ghouls—let’s be honest, fellas, we’re all basically monsters—it’s that time of year again. Summer has finally retreated to whatever fetid swamp it crawled out of, and the nights are crisp and creepy. I don’t know about you guys, but I missed that ominous cloaked figure that silently follows me everywhere I…
Yeah, you read that right. This blog is now old enough to drive. Or walk, or…oh, who even remembers? The point is, we’re still here. It’s been a wild ride, with new writers and recaps and merchandise. We’ve laughed, we’ve cried (I mean, I haven’t, but I’m sure someone has), we’ve written drunk and edited hungover.…
Rooster Illusion is a speeding bullet. Where’s it going? Who’s taking the hit? The future, that’s who. Today brings us one step closer to making grisly contact with tomorrow’s smug face. “What’s so special about today?” you ask your cat. “Why the gun metaphor? That seems…weird.” Your cat has no answers, but Rooster Illusion does.…
The Oscars couldn’t have been more boring this year. I predicted them 100%. Drops mic, walks off stage.
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