Getty So, how has your week been? I bet it's been better than Jensen Huang's. He's the leather jacket-wearing, dandyish footwear addict who until recently headed up Nvidia, the most valuable company on the planet.   What happened?  Reuters She did. Contrary to what most of the media is calling it, this is a case of honeytrapping, not honeypotting. A honey pot is actually a pretty boring thing: a computer that's connected to the internet and NOT protected from viruses and malware, to attract malware so it can be studied.  A honey trap, whole different story.  A honey trap is a sexy spy . They're assigned a target and, these days, might get cosmetic surgery to be more "their type." They definitely get training in sexual skills and social skills including social engineering (cons). And sometimes they get 20% of Nvidia's chips sent to China, when the official number is supposed to be zero.  Huang's many, many affairs and his cooking the books to hid...

 I know, I know. It's 2026, and we want Sad Keanu to be our meme. But he's not. Ben Affleck smoking and having an existential crisis is The Meme Of Our Time. Make of that what you will.    AKIF/Vantagenews / AKM-GSI That was then. This is now. No, it hasn't gotten better in ten freakin' years. Backgrid  

Getty There's a helluva job title, eh? Consulting Detective Sherlock Holmes has inspired a myriad of imitators, but among them Carnacki stands out as both a highly effective literary character AND the one most likely to really piss off Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Doyle didn't like it when people didn't take woo-woo seriously; he was very into woo-woo, was old Sir A. William Hope Hodgson, the author who created Carnacki, was not, and insisted on bring a lens of pure, relentless logic to the supernatural. The only difference between him and skeptics is that, for the purposes of his fiction, he assumed the supernatural to  be real, and to be governed by laws only too poorly understood by the mainstream, and even by spiritualists, whom he considered sentimental, maudlin, and tacky.  Carnacki, though, was a ghost detective.  Oh, he wasn't a ghost himself, though had he ever been real he might be one right now. No, nor was he like those modern paranormal "researchers" w...

 Friends, hors, countrypeople (and city dwellers too), do you remember when you were little and your parents taught you how to get dressed in the morning? Do you remember them saying you had to wear a new, clean pair of underwear Every Single Day (socks too!)? Blake Lively doesn't.    Gotham/Getty & Gotham/Getty Images That is her, two days in a row at the Tribeca Film Festival. Day one, she wore her Versace underwear with the waistband showing ostentatiously. Too bad for her New York is full of fashionistas who called her out for wearing them inside out; the black is supposed to be on the inside! The next day she wore the same outfit, with the same ostentatiously displayed undergotchies, but this time the right way out.  WHO DOES THIS? WHO WEARS THE SAME UNDERWEAR TWO DAYS IN A ROW??? 

  Amicus Productions We're arbitrarily extending the spooky season to November 1, and by special request we're presenting The House That Dripped Blood, as a followup to Carnival of Souls from the other day.  This 1971 classic was produced by Amicus Films, a studio which specialized in horror anthologies like this one, each featuring 4 stories linked by a framing device. In this case, it's the house itself, and the sad and horrific histories of its ill-fated tenants.   As with many Amicus films, this one has a fabulous cast including Peter Cushing, Christopher Lee, and Ingrid Pitt, the gorgeous Polish actress who escaped from the Nazis to make a new life in England. Each story is unique in tone, with the last having been intended as a comedy. When the money men watched the rough cut, they apparently flipped out and demanded it be re-cut as a drama, which sadly doesn't quite work. At least they kept the cute little jab he took at Lee in the dialogue (they were pals of...

Harcourt Productions   This is Halloween! This is maybe the best movie to watch on Halloween, and it's an indie director's labour of love that originally tanked but ultimately became a huge cult hit.  This is Carnival of Souls.  Yes, the whole thing. A young woman, none too bright a bulb at that, is caught in a car accident. Upending her life, she moves to a new town and attempts to begin again, but the townspeople are strange and unfriendly. She's drawn to a weird carnival, where a bizarre man stalks her, but she cannot stay away.  Yeah, not too bright. On paper or pixels, it doesn't read like much, but trust...it's a classic for a reason.    Harcourt Productions

Getty   Happy Sunday, Peckers. Today we have a seasonal salute to a spooky star (?) or at least someone with enough celebrity cred to land an invite to the Latin Billboard Awards. Please doff your hat or your broomstick to the Halloweeny queenie, Colombian Influencer Yina Calderón! Christopher Polk/Billboard via Getty Images

 

I was at the gas station the other day when I heard this horrendously loud car go roaring by, but it was gone in a flash. Buuuuut it must've went around the block because it roared right in. I asked the owner if I could take a picture (because I've never seen a '58 Delray in the wild) and he kindly gave his permission. He plans to restore it, yay! Delray's were the economy Chevys of their day but even at nearly 70 years old, this gal looks pretty damn swank as far as I'm concerned, and when she rolled off the assembly line in 1958 she outshone every Cadillac and Rolls Royce on the block. 1958 Chevrolet Delray 2-Door Sedan (2 of 7) | Photographed a… | Flickr One of the things I love about those Fabulous '50s is the unbridled optimism. There just seemed to be an assumption that things were going to keep getting better and better, which is why I love watching videos like this, the kitchen...OF THE FUTURE:  Of course, the '50s were also the Golden Age of live te...