Good... Bad... I'm The Guy With The Crowbar

Recently, there's been a huge surge in popularity for specialized gift boxes. Some of them are monthly subscriptions, like Horror Block, and others are one-time gift ideas that can be personalized to suit the recipient's interests. One such organization is the group known as Man Crates Gifts for Men. As the name suggests, they craft unique loot collections that cater to men, with choices for retro gamers, new dads, poker players, and more. The best part is that it all arrives in a large wooden crate that you have to pry open with a crowbar. And the crowbar is included!

All very well and good, you may say, but what does this have to do with Halloween? So glad you asked, metaphorical reader. The fine folks at Man Crates Gifts for Men contacted us here at the Drive-in wanting to know what we'd include in a kit for the poor soul who's trapped in a horror movie and aware of that fact. Which items would prove the most useful in a nightmare scenario? What do you need to survive the terrors headed your way? And does beef jerky ever expire?

Killer Instinct

A book has been on my mind recently, mostly because I'm currently reading it.  The book in question is Darkly Dreaming Dexter, the book that inspired the hit Showtime series, Dexter.  As of this blog, I'm only about half way through it.  (No spoilers, please.  I'll probably review it at a later date/when I'm done reading it.)  If you don't know the story or series, I'll give you a brief rundown.  The main character is Dexter, a blood splatter specialist for the Miami-Dade Police Department.  If there's blood on a scene, Dexter can tell you how it got there, at least from a scientific standpoint.  However, Dexter also has a dark secret:  he's a serial killer.  He has a bit of a conscience, though, as he only kills people whom he knows are also serial killers.  

I'd say he cut himself shaving, but he obviously still has a beard.

The Scare Factor: Don't Blink

The lights are off, it’s the middle of the night, and a chill runs up your spine.  This can only mean one thing.  It’s time for another brilliant post from your resident Daffy!  Greetings and welcome to the Scare Factor, where I spout wild theories about why certain things are scary.  I want to emphasize the “wild theories” part here.  This series will consist of my personal analysis on why certain beings, situations, or places are frightening.  I’m not doing any real research.  At all.  I’m basically taking a shot in the dark.  That being said, I welcome any alternate theories with open arms!  Simply comment below with your thoughts.  Now, onward to horror!