Looking for a gift your Dungeons & Dragons teenager might actually like? Or even love? That can be tough, especially if you don’t know much about their favorite hobby. You can always go with a book, but unless you know what they already have, that can get very tricky. A mug is nice, but it’s, you know, a mug. And a new set of dice … Continue reading 5 Fantastic Gifts for a D&D Teenager
The Bulbous Beast of Castle Boudoir, Blamed me for the curse upon its head. Never will I forget the terror and Wreckage left ‘neath its pounding tread. I fled into the mountain’s mystery, Curtained beneath the broken stone. But it found me shaking in shadow, Revealed by the serpent’s clone. Howled, did I, and screeched, did it, As it trapped me beneath its towering form. … Continue reading The Bulbous Beast of Castle Boudoir
I am working. I am always working. Borrrrrring! Verily, it is so. Yea, though I sit in the shadow of purgatory, I shall not complain…much. Just once in a while you have to yell into the void, “I am fracking bored!” But also, one should never announce such malaise, as the universal power may be influenced into curing the mundane via the callous infliction of … Continue reading Verdant Lives, Afar
None of these are mine. I just wanted a laugh and thought I would share some the funny memes I have seen over the last several years. ENJOY! Which one is your favorite? Continue reading Random Funny Memes
A Tale of Jenny and Margie Let me tell you about Jenny, just a little tale I heard. How the best of intentions don’t make a difference in the world when you’re half drunk and half dead and up since last Thursday. I can’t tell you how she got there – it’s illegal, but don’t worry. She made a decision to change things, so never … Continue reading Jenny and Margie, a busted up tale
The Bulbous Beast of Castle Boudoir, Blamed me for the curse upon its head. Never will I forget the terror and Wreckage left ‘neath its pounding tread. I fled into the mountain’s mystery, Curtained beneath the broken stone. But it found me shaking in shadow, Revealed by the serpent’s clone. Howled, did I, and screeched, did it, As it trapped me beneath its towering form. … Continue reading The Bulbous Beast of Castle Boudoir
I love to move, with the air floating ‘round me like time. I love to dance, in the water, in the raspberry sky. I love to fly, in the motion of a storm’s tidal peaks. I love to live, in the dreams where I’m more than I think. Continue reading Move
Lucidity Lamb 