Archive for October, 2010
ways to cook microwave foods without a wendig microwave You cannot cook foods without a Wendig-Brand Microwave. All other microwaves do not cook the food — they merely breathe hot air on it until it is clammy and luke worm. But only Wendig-Brand Microwaves blast the food with particles stolen borrowed from the Large Hadron Collider. hey you writer person — this sucks [...]
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Billy’d died, so he was out. Two left. I couldn’t see what’d killed him, not until I flipped him over. A deep stab wound at the base of the skull, ripped sideways to create a ragged flap. God only knows what she’d done it with. His needle was missing. Shit. Billy made four; Jane wasn’t fucking around.
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Thanks to the weather, the park was nearly abandoned spare for a few park service workers. The bold stripes of the lighthouse loomed over menacingly, black and white spiraling upward until they disappeared in the clouds. I relished the first few flights once I got inside, stopping only to glance out the windows at each landing into the downpour that seemed to be getting only worse.
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steampunk [insert something here: boy, purse, clock, tv, costume, glove, diaper bag] What the hell is up with me being the sudden expert on All Things Steampunk? Damn if I don’t get a lot of searches for Steampunk This and Steampunk That. My favorite though, seriously, is “Steampunk Diaper Bag.” What the hell does that [...]
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A Blue Hawaiian tastes and looks like Windex. Poi looks like library paste, or the sputum of a grandfatherly goblin, but it tastes a little like sour clay — which sounds horrible, until you pair it with kalua pork or pipikaula. Poke looks like cubes of raw tuna, but it tastes like heaven’s nectar. A [...]
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