Yes, it's true, I'm alive and well and actually woah, posting a new entry here!

I never would have come back here probably until sometime in 2010 if Rob Firefly hadn't commented on the last post I did create here back in April.

A quick update on my current status-

I've been super, super busy between traveling to and exploring nearly every abandoned hospital in CT, moving last month, video shoots, photo shoots... It's been a LOT.

I never thought I'd join up with any social networking type websites, but Facebook has proven to be super useful and it pretty much has replaced this Livejournal account.

I won't close this account, because who knows, I may use it in the future. But for now, I don't really foresee myself using Livejournal again for an indefinite period of time.

So if you've got a Facebook account, and you wanna keep up with my latest adventures, artwork, videos, etc., go here: http://www.facebook.com/people/Doc-Daemon/100000363115446 and add me. :thumbsup:

Basically, I'm just really freaking out. It's the kind of freak-out I get right before I embark on an explorative adventure.

I told myself I'd cover all the abandoned hospitals in CT first and it looks like I'm not going to be sticking to plan.

I'm going to be on the shoreline in the western part of the state for a few days coming up. I've been toying with making a venture to Fairfield Hills State Hospital since that would be the closest location near me but once I learned that the buildings have recently undergone the renovation process, it's put a damper on planning that visit for me. Renovation to me spells the clearing out of the very history I'd be going there to photograph and experience.

So this has led me to refocusing and this refocusing has taken me outside of CT.

It really doesn't matter, because New England seems to be littered with old, abandoned TB and psychiatric facilities. Perhaps the topic of my book will shift from the history of TB in CT to the history of TB in New England.

My next sights are set on New York. Then if all goes as I pray with that, I'll return my focus to CT.

And if I don't get into Norwich State Hospital soon, REALLY soon, I'm going to end up needing to be in one of those places. LOL

Wow, I'm rarely ever here. This is the first post I've put here for 2009. Damn.

Honestly, I'll probably be mostly a stranger here unless something monumental happens and I need to get it out, sort out my thoughts, put a marker down at this point in time for me to one day look back on.

I've been very, very consumed on deviantART and loving every moment of it.

But I've been bit by a bigger bug, and this one is making me see how an obsession can completely take hold of you and eat almost everything up. It's a good obsession though, and one that is to be expected from me. When this obsession reaches its peak and ruptures like a violent volcano, the molten rock that's going to pour is going to be oh so damn SWEET.

Urban exploration of abandoned hospitals and some other miscellaneous historic yet forgotten locations in my state has given me such a dryness in my mouth that can only be quenched by continuous searches for in-depth historical information of each location I've photographed.

I'm collecting all these resources and driving miles now adding up into the hundreds because I'm going to write a book about them.

This is going to be a very lengthy project, primarily in the research department. It's needless to say that I am totally, TOTALLY up for the challenge.

The book is going to be about the tuberculosis hospitals in Connecticut from the moment they opened as TB sanatoriums to the date they mysteriously all folded up within a year or so of each other after having been converted into mental health facilities and youth detention centers.

Then it hit me tonight, as I was thinking that the best source of information may be to talk to someone who worked in one of these facilities-

Anyone who once was a doctor, a nurse, even a janitor or a cook or what have you-

Anyone one of the people who once worked in any of the old TB hospitals here in the state back in the TB heyday is more than likely no longer living.

Somebody please... Notify the authorities... Put up the crime scene tape... This poor, defenseless snow angel slain during the holiday season... So tragic. It's just too much to bear.



LMFAO

It's back, it's bolder, it's in your face and it's bloodier and more bad ass than ever.

Chock full of terrifying imagery to satisfy the heartiest of blood thirst, Doctor Daemon's macabre art calendar is back for 2009.



On sale now through December 31st at deviantART.com, you can order yourself a copy of this handly little horrific collection for an extra 20% off the regular price.

Scare the crap out of your friends and co-workers. Sicken and offend your parents. You know you want one.

Click the image above or follow this link to order. After December 31st, this sucker won't be priced at the discounted awesomeness of $11.47!

I'll see you in my office (or on the wall in YOUR office) in '09!

The latest, greatest, newest addition to LiveJournal: hospital_chow

I'd been saying it for a long time now, that I would create an account simply to show the endless number of photographic reasons why you should always have someone bring your meals from the outside should you end up inpatient in a hospital. Especially the one I am employed with.

After six years of staring at and serving this crap that I can't believe is classified as edible and safe food, I must share it. It's so worth it.

Enjoy! :D

Who hasn't done this while sitting in front of their computer? Not to this song, but any song.

Come on, you know you have.

I have. I've been doing it most of the time I've been sitting here writing my previous post.

I just haven't recorded it- yet.

Yayness, it's time for an end of '08 cell phone dump!

I haven't posted a whole lot of anything here lately, so I've never really gone into all the pranks and jokes my co-workers and I pull at work. There's almost always photographic evidence of said amusements. Evidence like this:



Or even grosser with the sole intent to call out The Fecal Team™ (aka Environmental), this stunt was pulled in the womens' room in the main lobby:

No, it's NOT real!





Puree beef noodle soup creatively dumped into the can and smeared on the seat. My best, most effortless fake poo yet.

Spotted in a grocery store:


Right next to:


Convenience store:



Every time I go into 7-11 this picture of this kid who would be a dead ringer for Mike as a child if only he had blond hair keeps smiling at me. I think I'm going to ask Bernie if I can have the sign when they retire it. I hate this fucking picture so much I want to put it in the rear window of the car which now sits in the driveway untouched because it's sick...

I wonder if this is an actual photograph of a kid or some kind of artist's rendering. I'm trying to imagine what kid would give his permission for this photo to be taken and splattered in every convenience store in my state with that stupid grin and moustache... I'd be embarrassed.

The kid who made all the moolah, that's who! Hate him. lol


Holy crap, it's bigger than Mike!

And lastly:



Yup, I cut my hair. 12 inches of length removed and donated to Locks of Love. Go me. :D

First, I gotta begin this with something good. Something positive. lol I love that word. Positive. It makes me think of positively charged ions or something.

I GOT MY INSOC TICKETS IN THE MAIL TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And my friend Sue bought her tickets on Friday! *excited!!!!!* This is going to be one seriously hella fun show. Oh God, what a PERFECT way to kick off 2008.:D

This is gonna be a two-part post. I don't want to put anything bad in this post. Good stuff must solely prevail. :D

Pinch me, slap me, do anything, ANYTHING!!!! to make me realize this is a reality; this is actually happening. I don't think the reality of this is going to hit me until I am on that train (yes, I think we'll be taking the train- transportation plans are almost finalized) on my way to Philly and then I step off that bus and am on my way to the venue.

And even then it will probably still feel so incredibly surreal to me that I won't realize it's actually reality, even as I see Kurt, James and Paul on the stage before my very own eyes.

Excited, nervous, freakin', scared, all those good things that go along with a dream coming true.

Holy fuck, I'm going to see InSoc.

Thank God for myspace email notifications, or I probably never would have found out about this until it was too late:

Information Society is pleased to announce two full-length live performances in January. The lineup includes founding members Paul Robb, James Cassidy, and Kurt Harland Larson. All ages welcome at both shows.

January 5, 2008
Trocadero Theatre - Philadelphia, PA
$20 - General Admission
$35 - VIP (includes early entrance and your choice of a SYNTHESIZER CD or T-shirt)
Tickets are on sale now at Ticketmaster.

This is something I think I could so definitely make it to. I'd have to take a bus, because I highly doubt that crappy little car would make it to Philly and back, but I don't care. I've wanted to see InSoc for a very, very long time!

Anyone else planning on attending?