This originated over at Riders of Skaith’s blog last month. When I see Truth, I need to spread it! Guns up everyone, commies might be under your bed….
Another Wonderful post about just how necessary irons are to our day to day lives…
Just when you thought Ironing was dead, it rises from the ashes of those old clothes you had completely destroyed, completely renewed. Yes, the Phoenix Gold iron is everything you ever wanted, needed or even dreamed about when it comes to your ironing demands.
Is your Big Boss coming over? No worries. When you put a Phoenix Gold iron on your ironing table, he’ll know that YOU know what’s what.
Having friends over for an impromptu drunken and gluttonous orgy. The Phoenix Gold iron makes it look like you spent hours ironing that toga just right, but little will anyone know that the magic genie inside did all the work with a snap of his little blue fingers.
Robbers will shudder in terror when they break in only to find you confronting them with an instantly hot Phoenix Gold iron…
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I was working on Old Reviews earlier today and in one of them came across this link to a closed blog I used to have. Man, 10 years and still ranting about genres! Guess I haven’t changed that much 😀 😀 😀
Basically, Steampunk is a sub-par genre, literary wise, and, in the broadest of terms, is for complete losers and pot heads.Steampunk- An Erudite and Indepth Essay
I have disabled the Reblog function here at wordpress so you’ll have to click on the link to read the rest of the post. But as you can tell from my opening sentence, I pull no punches.
It made me laugh though and if you choose to read it, I hope it gets a chuckle or even a slight guffaw out of you.