The wrestling community is mourning the loss of someone whose name you may not instantly recall—but once we describe him, the memories come rushing back.
Eric Servis, affectionately known to fans as Roddy Hogan, passed away after a month-long stay in the hospital, according to a post from a close friend. Since the 1980s, Eric became a familiar and beloved figure at countless wrestling events—pay-per-views, live shows, and TV tapings—dressed head-to-toe like Hulk Hogan. With his signature mustache, bandana, and undeniable presence, he brought a jolt of energy wherever he went. He was a bit smaller and maybe a little less intimidating than the real Hulkster, but every bit as dedicated. Fans lit up when they saw him—and so did the camera crews.
Here was a YouTube video from about a decade ago…
But Eric was much more than a superfan. Based in Detroit, he was an ice cream truck driver by day, and a creative force by heart—a writer, screenwriter, comedian, and entertainer…
I didn’t see him at any of the live events I attended as a kid, but I absolutely remember him from Survivor Series in the mid-’90s. I’m almost certain I saw him pop up during WrestleMania as well—my memory’s fuzzy on the exact show—but I do remember how the cameras always found him, and the crowd always responded. He was part of the fabric of that golden wrestling era. In many ways, Roddy Hogan was as much a part of the show as the superstars themselves.
Rest in peace, Eric Servis. You were one of a kind..
We’re not getting paid for this—just doing it for the love of sugar and the spirit of Stranger Things coming back this November.
Chips Ahoy is diving headfirst into the Upside Down with a brand-new chewy cookie that’s sure to mess with your taste buds—in a good way. The cookie features a chocolatey base loaded with fudge chips and a bold red strawberry-flavored fruit filling (a first for the brand!).
They’ll come in both the classic tray and convenient two-pack portions, perfect for sneaking into your next binge-watch session.
And that’s not all—Chips Ahoy is giving their OG chocolate chip cookies a total retro makeover with limited-edition packaging that pays homage to the 1980s.
These sweet treats hit store shelves nationwide starting August 11, but if you’re impatient (like us), you can register now to pre-order and be one of the first to take a bite into the Upside down…
Malcolm-Jamal Warner, the Emmy-nominated actor best known for his iconic role as Theo Huxtable on The Cosby Show, has died at the age of 54.
Warner drowned over the weekend, a tragic and unexpected loss that reverberates across generations of television fans.
Malcolm-Jamal Warner has appeared in a horror-themed television series. He had a role in season four (2014-15) of the FX anthology series American Horror Story. His role in the show was that of Angus T. Jefferson, appearing in three episodes. He made a surprise appearance at the beginning of one episode and was introduced as a possible old lover of the character Desiree Dupree
We are all said .. especially Gen X and elder millennials…
When you hear your Microsoft team song sound this morning as your phone rings on a busy Monday, think about where your data is going.
A major hack has occurred… a vulnerability in Microsoft’s SharePoint server software was exploited by hackers to carry out “active attacks” globally on various entities, including businesses and U.S. federal agencies and state governments, prompting the software giant to issue an emergency patch.
In a statement on X, Microsoft said it has released a security update for SharePoint Subscription Edition and SharePoint 2019 users to “mitigate active attacks” targeting servers running the software.
The company noted that the vulnerability only impacts companies using Microsoft’s software to host their own servers, and customers relying on Microsoft’s 365 cloud services have not been affected.
Citing government officials and security researchers, the Washington Post reported that the vulnerability affected U.S. federal and state agencies, universities and various businesses.
In a statement on Sunday night, the Cybersecurity and Infrastructure Security Agency (CISA) said it was “aware of active exploitation of a new…vulnerability enabling unauthorized access to on-premise SharePoint servers.”
It’s our annual tradition.. the panic mode has set in. We are on the ‘other side’ of summer.. the day are slowly shortening *(for now) .. and soon the heat we complain about will be filled with the smell of bus fumes and autumn air… The summer of 2025: No secrets during this nightmare..
The Summer of No Secrets
There’s something about the middle of summer that feels like a mirage. It’s hot, humid, sun-drenched.. But then you look at the calendar and realize: We are already on the way down. The days are getting shorter. The lightning bugs have peaked.. If you were lucky enough to see them. The school supply aisle is back. Halloween decor is back–that one we are ok with.
It always happens fast, but this year feels different. More abrupt. More exposed. Maybe it’s because, like everything else, even the season feels under surveillance.
Take the pop culture moment of the week: A CEO from Astronomer was forced to resign after he was caught on the kiss cam at a Coldplay concert snuggling with employee. Their spouses were undoubtedly as shocked as they were..
You’d think that would be the most wholesome thing to happen all year. But the clip went viral, and suddenly what may have been a private scandalous moment was up for public ridicule and attention.
And isn’t that the strange paradox of our time? Summer is supposed to be the season of lightness. Of youthful mistakes, of beach trips where no one cares what time it is. It’s the season of secrets. Of whispered confessions under fireworks. This is not a post to make excuses for them.. fate catches up. But in the ‘old days’ this was not a regular experience.
But now there are cameras. Everywhere. The joy is still there—just filtered through 4K resolution and comment sections. And sometimes the joy goes away when you realize others may be looking.
Beyond humans, it is fate itself that seems to view all. There’s a certain seemingly-paranormal eye that always watches, right?
Think about this: whenever you’ve done something in life that was a little mischievous or devious, you got caught. Maybe not at first.. it could take a few weeks. But something would happen where eventually the truth came out. Like Stephen King says—everything is eventual. Or it is just that there is really is no such thing as a secret that doesn’t eventually surface.
The CEO’s secret didn’t just come out, it became a meme. A supernova megatronic meme. You’ve probably already seen it, maybe even laughed at it. Your feed might be flooded right now with every possible variation of his shocked face photoshopped next to horror icons, sitcom stills, or surreal internet in-jokes. It’s funny. It’s wild and overexposed. And behind the laughter, there’s a real human moment—awkward, intimate, maybe painful—that’s now everyone’s punchline.
It feels like every summer now has its sacrificial billionaire. One year it’s a doomed submersible. Another, a PR disaster or a fall from grace. This year? A concert and a kiss. Comparatively tame, but just as culturally ravenous a feeding frenzy we have had in quite a while. If you’re rich in the summer of 2025, tread lightly. July heat won’t save you from the internet’s fire.
Since this is The Horror Report, we’d be remiss not to share one of the standout memes: Leatherface from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre ..
The truth hiding beneath the meme is darker: cameras are everywhere. Secrets are nowhere. The second you leave your house, you’re probably on film. And depending on how you feel about smart tech, you might not even be safe in your own living room.
So here we are…mid-July, drenched in sun and surveillance. Summer used to be a time for disappearing into the moment. Now it feels like we’re all starring in some strange documentary we never agreed to be in.
Here’s to the few moments that still belong just to us. If they exist.
For the sake of history, we will re-broadcast what we wrote in 2002 on the HORROR REPORT .. IT is strange, so many summers ago now, ancient history .. but I remember the feeling when I wrote this post. It was very late at night.. I think in that point in my youth I was drinking BUD ICE (remember that? ) .. and I was listening to classical music loudly when I wrote this stream of midsummer consciousness .. a rerun presented to you in 2025, the year of our lord:
March on, march on! Triumphant. Let the music roll The bombs bursting in the air of the hateful The tide running low and then high, bringing in pond of the ocean on the rivers of the barge The maiden is singing through the window at her bride to be. The widow is singing at the graveyard of her husband that was. The music rolls on. March on, March on! Louder, louder! Swiftly
Suddenly, the perils of the future become apparent. Marching down the aisles of the school and college. The grade school has no boundary, but the high school has pain. The college has promise but the reality has no gain.
The music rolls on. Slower. Triumphant none the less. Chills running down the spines of parents in their seats and in their heavens and hells. MORE. Here they come. Students and gang members and drunks and dug addicts. Ready to march into the uncertainties of life. More and more. MORE come down. More music rolls. They take their seats. Surrounded by God and Satan all on one chair. Chills moving through the bodies of those even without feelings. A hush comes over the crowd…. Crack open a cold one. Light up a hot one. The music says the days are numbered The time is over. It keeps playing. Rewind. Fast Forward, it doesn’t leave your head. Blood flowing, grandmothers growing. All in the night. All at the drop of a hat.
The bottle gone empty. The blunt blunted. The police are here. Students and young adults don’t know where they are because their parents never gave them direction. Their parents never gave them direction because they lost the path. The battles that raged were won by no one and fought by everyone. We are lost. We lost. They lost us, now we can’t even find a war to fight. No one wants to fight a war that is un-winnable
But the march goes on. The beat continues. More and more walk down that aisle for their fateful visit with the hand of time. It gets no easier, does it? IT gets only more painful. The hand extended, the face stony. The music greets them like a violent storm in the night. They need to listen but they dread to hear it. The beat marches on with their feet. Platform and leather soled, their hats and tassels turn. They’re finished.
On with life! On with death! On with hate! And on with crystal meth. It doesn’t get any better, does it? Civil marches and freedoms goodbye. Holy alliances oout the window. Fear and loathing sense their home. Something has gotten into our blood. We are bloodless?
The music rolls on. Coming to a conclusion.; Wind blows and doors slam. What the hell are we even doing this for? We’re dreaming the impossible, nightmare visions of reality in our lives. All this and the march keeps marching, the beat keeps beating.
The giant butterfly she was riding on dropped down several feet .. she was fine, she made it to the stage safety.. but keep in mind this concert almost did NOT happen..
But fans were on edge waiting to get into the San Fran Chase Center due to undisclosed technical issues.. Were those technical issues what we saw with her on the large butterfly?
Is it time for artists to stop convincing themselves they can fly around concert venues? Not everyone is PINK..
Oh my God, this is something from the movie Final Destination. The Associated Press is reporting this
A man was pulled into an MRI machine in New York after he walked into the room wearing a large chain necklace, police said.
The man, 61, had entered an MRI room while a scan was underway Wednesday afternoon at Nassau Open MRI. The machine’s strong magnetic force drew him in by his metallic necklace, according to the Nassau County Police Department.
Most of us hardcore Stranger Things fans already had a pretty good idea what the episode titles for the upcoming final season might be, thanks to leaks, teasers, and a whole lot of speculation. But now it’s official—Netflix has released the real deal.
What’s really catching attention? Episode 2: “The Vanishing of Holly Wheeler.”
In earlier leaks and rumors, the word Holly was mysteriously redacted or blurred out, sparking a wave of theories. Now we know for sure—Holly Wheeler is going missing, and it’s going to be a major storyline in the show’s final season.
Whether you saw it coming or not, this confirmation just cranked the hype level up another notch. We’re in for something huge.
Strap in. The end of the Upside Down saga is going to be wild.
.Trump wished Epstein, many more years of wonderful secrets…
The letter bearing Trump’s name, which was reviewed by the Journal, is bawdy—like others in the album. It contains several lines of typewritten text framed by the outline of a naked woman, which appears to be hand-drawn with a heavy marker. A pair of small arcs denotes the woman’s breasts, and the future president’s signature is a squiggly “Donald” below her waist, mimicking pubic hair.
Trump claims it’s a fraud!
Even more drama late tonight, Trump is directing Attorney General Pam Bondi to release any grand jury material related to Jeffrey Epstein…
