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Pork Pies and Lembas Bread

I don’t care which breakfast this is. I’ll take it.

Tricksy Foodsy hobbitses.

If you’re like me, and I’m going to go ahead and believe that you are, there were few details about Middle Earth that proved as evocative as the foods that Tolkien described.  Amid all the jewelry-related shenanigans, there was always time for coney stew, lembas bread, and Bilbo’s famous pork pies.

The truth is that I’ve always wanted one of those pork pies.  So finally, a man named Heath Dill is going to help me get one.

There are six days left on the Medium Rare and Back Again Kickstarter.  Go forth and pledge.

If you don’t, I’m never listening to your twenty minute diatribe about Peter Jackson versus Tom Bombadil again.  Ever.


Via The Passive Voice.  Thanks Passive Guy!


No Apocalypse: Go Home

Pretty. Plus, it’s not going to kill you just yet.

It’s weird to me that in the 21st century, amid magnetically levitating trains and robotic surgeons, there are still folks wearing sandwich boards shouting that the end is near.  It’s bad enough that we still have things like infomercials and Bill O’Reilly, but doomsday prophets?  Really?

For the record, the world is not going to end.  No Mayan calender predicted devastation, no black hole/solar system alignments, no Higgs-boson CERN-related catastrophes are nigh.  Nothing is nigh.  Relax.

If you don’t believe me, and you should because I’m still perfectly sane until next year, then believe NASA.  They took time out from exploring the solar system to reassure everyone, so the least you can do is go over there and be reassured.

And if I’m wrong and the world ends in the next couple of weeks?

Then fine.  I owe you a Coke.