Lissen, if you hate on the J-man, I hate it for ya. I do. But we just celebrated a Friday the 13th and Jason is much in my thoughts. The FRIDAY THE 13TH movies played a big part in my formative years. I grew up watching Jason. He’s my buddy. He and I go way back. Like, seriously, those movies helped make me the maladjusted misanthrope I am today. And discussions of Jason sure enough do belong on a site devoted to all things vampiric. Jason comes back from the dead; sometimes he comes back as an out-and-out zombie, only a zombie who, unlike most zombies who prefer to use their teeth to kill, makes use of machetes, axes, knives, and anything else he can get his hands on. One could even argue that it is the act of killing that gives Jason his unnatural life.
As we all wait not at all patiently for the next appearance of Jason in a movie, there are other locations where one might find him. The bottom of Lake Pleasant—in Arizonia—for example. Reports that the lousy busybody guvment had removed the statue of Jason placed in the lake by diver Zachary Nagy have turned out to be premature. Said Nagy: “They drained the lake lower than they ever have before…So we ended up having to move him [Jason] like two months in, so everyone thought Jason just disappeared for a little bit…he got down to like twenty feet of water and we’re like okay let’s move him back to sixty…[he’s] at Lake Pleasant, but the location I will not tell you…”