January 09, 2009



Posted by Dr. Frank at January 9, 2009 09:48 AM | TrackBack


He stood forth alone before them, and they roared for his blood. Glamdring the Foe-Hammer sang from its scabbard. He held it before the faces of the charging host of his foemen. Their slaying-lust chilled at the sight of it, and in a clatter of arms, they fell back before the mystic glow that shone forth from it. "Come now" he jeered "come forward. Does no one care to dine tonight with me .. in Hell?"

Posted by: Lexington Green` at January 9, 2009 05:42 PM

And of course this: http://tinyurl.com/9yyx6v

Posted by: Lexington Green` at January 9, 2009 05:58 PM

I dunno, that looks awfully bigger than the pen to me...

Posted by: Don at January 9, 2009 06:41 PM

tight to hold
firm in grip
light in dark
fill the space
hand in glove
pen to paper

Posted by: LB at January 9, 2009 08:59 PM

I feel like I've just been knighted.

Posted by: Nick at January 11, 2009 01:31 AM

By the power of Greyskull?

Posted by: Nate Pensky at January 13, 2009 01:05 AM

How could I forget the greatest of all fictional swordsmen, Lord tegeus-Cromis?


Posted by: Lexington Green at January 13, 2009 03:12 AM

My sword's bigger than yours.

Posted by: Xena at January 15, 2009 04:49 AM

Hey Frank, I got to be Reader of the Day on Pop Candy today and I mentioned your blog.

Posted by: Nate Pensky at January 15, 2009 08:47 PM

I guess with being King Dork and all, you WOULD have to power to knight people. May I please be Sir Geeksalot?

Posted by: Zaphod at January 22, 2009 03:40 PM

I was very fortunate to have touched the Sword of Wallace in Scotland as it was being taken for safe storage for the night.

Posted by: celtic princess at February 5, 2009 02:05 PM