Showing posts with label the fucking BARD. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the fucking BARD. Show all posts

Monday, July 27, 2009

What. Have. I. Done.


I have allowed this blog to descend into complete suckitude. Some might say I even killed it. Yes, Uncle MacSucky is the greater criminal but I goaded him into it. It's true. I told him,

when SUPERBLOG!! is asleep (whereto the rather shall its day's hard journey soundly invite it), its two chamberlains will I with wine and wassail so convince that memory, the warder of the brain, shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason a limbeck only: when in swinish sleep their drenched natures lie as in a death, what cannot you and I perform upon the unguarded SUPERBLOG!!?

That's what I said. And now I need to wash my hands and maybe even kill myself off-stage.

In other news:

Forthcoming novel: Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters (yes, a follow-up to that zombie book)

Wikipedia: Baron Brain, neurologist (that's an aptronym - see, you learned something new today)

YouTube: Wonderman

What does one TRILLION dollars look like? (and also)

100 Things Your Kids May Never Know About (stupid kids!)

And that's not all. Oh wait, it is.