
Such was the beginning of a most metal friendship.
The Dorkening….

That night was ten years ago give or take a year. Wut…now that’s heavy…

Such was the beginning of a most metal friendship.
The Dorkening….

That night was ten years ago give or take a year. Wut…now that’s heavy…

When I was a kid I recall going out to my friends Dacha with my drunken uncles. Potato cooking seemed so simple then. First you get properly pissed then you wrap the spuds in tinfoil and toss them in a fire by the river.

Gone are those halcyon days of gilded simplicity… as is my memory of how to cook a potato… so I did a search for it.
Apparently they explode…

Glorious Glory in a Glorious Land of Glory Which is Glorious – Not The Politburo

That my decadent western friends is the 1337 hacker’s version of a summer cottage. I remember launching my first DOS attack from the turnip patch. Off to do some squats….
I nicked that photo from here: http://holesinmysoles.blogspot.com/2011/03/travel-photo-thursday-mar-31st-dacha.html

Part One: Post.Grunge.Punks. (Webcomic) – Tim Pool is a Nut
Part Two: Post.Grunge.Punks. (Webcomic) – Tim Pool is a Nut (pt.2) – The Timatree
The Tim Pool Beanie origin saga is now complete. Be sure to check out the links in the first two posts to get a feel for the humor here. That is if you feel so inclined. There’s more substantive content afoot so long as all goes well this week. Thanks for stopping by. Cheers.