My mom did this. Carefully cultivated backyard of native tall grass, wildflowers, and indigenous trees to replace the mesquite grove the previous owner had cut down. It was gorgeous and clearly well maintained.

Yeah it turns into a buck-and-a-quarter quarterstaff... but don’t tell him that.

It’s all about Roxy, a witch who brews magical pizzas that make people fall in love with her. When she finds herself lusting after a woman who doesn’t eat cheese, she ends up on an offbeat quest for the perfect pizza ingredient.

Yeah, tumblr is shit for serialized comics. Due to my webcomic reading habits, when I find one that looks interesting, if it’s on tumblr I have to give it a pass.

David McCallum was my first TV crush.

It’s rare I write this about a Gawker media article, but this is exceptional reporting. Good research. Good argument. Good conclusion. Good, all the way around.

THE KISS. Lord, I remember back a few years ago visiting one of our more particularly racist branches of the family tree. An uncle had that particular Star Trek episode on and was shocked when they showed that scene between Shatner and Nichols (apparently it was also blocked out in Texas during the original run too).…

“Ankh-Morpork! Pearl of cities! This is not a completely accurate description, of course — it was not round and shiny — but even its worst enemies would agree that if you had to liken Ankh-Morpork to anything, then it might as well be a piece of rubbish covered with the diseased secretions of a dying mollusc.”

This. Not just the best but also the smartest snark in fiction.

There’s a saying that all roads lead to Ankh-Morpork. And it’s wrong. All roads lead away from Ankh-Morpork, but sometimes people walk along them the wrong way

Much better than it sounds!

For people who don’t know much about beer, a common recipe has 4 main components: the grain, the bittering hops, the aroma hops, and the yeast. Since turnips are both bitter and starchy, I used them (along with regular malted barley to convert the starches and dark wheat malt for colour and…

Next thing you know they’ll put a light in your underwear waistband. Call tes-tical.

Like when you commit a crime and don’t want to donate the crime clothes to Goodwill because they still might be found with crime DNA, so you just dissolve them in sprinkler spray at the park or swim in a local lake with the crime clothes on?

Abbie Mills & Ichabod Crane, in S1 anyway. S2 they kind of fucked it up but got it back in the last few epsisodes.

Tossing Bluetooth into everything makes me laugh.

It’s not a crab or a plant. It’s the tip of the nose of a Giant Martian Mole.

If he’s the father, what was Al-Khwarizmi?

But I’ve put so much effort into it!