I have always understood the passion that drives the earnest trepanation enthusiast. Ensconced in the pickling sarcophagus of my skull, my brain meats are trapped, thirsty for the sweet taste of fresh air. It’s maddening: my brain picks up an electric drill and knows it’s a trigger-pull away from the cranial equivalent of a Sunday constitutional, but it doesn’t quite dare, knowing full well that if the parietal lobe gets a breath of fresh air, the cerebellum’s going to start complaining next.
So I refrain. But over at Retrospectable, my hot imaginary neuroscientist girlfriend Shelley Batts has stripped down to her bikini and written a post pointing out this excellent history of trepanation by the Neurophilosophy guys. Heady reading. Why did cavemen trepan? To treat migraines, apparently.
Reanimator II, which I have not seen, apparently made a bid for a top single with this jaw-dropping work of pop-musical genius. I blame Stickypig for this. Why couldn’t he have just rickrolled me, like fucking Christ intended?
This week on Noise du Jour is all about monsters, horror, and spookiness. A little post-Halloween nepenthe as we travel through holiday hell.
Shelley Batts is the sultry scientific minx over at Retrospectacle, a neuroscience blog. And she needs Ectomo’s help to win a scholarship.
Full disclosure: I have a bit of a crush on Shelley. Not only does she possess a luscious pair of ripe, jiggling brain melons (like the ones you might see if you peeled back the scalp of a virgin angel), but she has the most entertaining neuroscience blog on the Internet and an African Grey.
Now, neuroscience isn’t usually my thing: I’m a trepanation kind of guy myself. But Retrospectacle is a must-read for any Ectomite. Here’s an example of the kind of posts Shelley does over there:
In short, Shelley deserves your adoration. Which brings me to my point: Shelley is now competing for a $10,000 scholarship to be given to the best academic blogger on the web. She’s got 1006 votes so far, which is pretty good.
Unfortunately, she’s still being soundly beaten by the loathsome and evil Jess Kim.
In sheer defiance of the World Wide Web Consortium's will, Ectomo was designed using a non-web-standard font. Luckily, it is included in the excellent font pack released by the H.P. Lovecraft Historical Society, which can be freely downloaded in Mac and PC formats here. Ectomo should still look fine without it, though.
Shelley Batts is the sultry scientific minx over at 
