Lately I’ve found myself searching for the correct machinery in which to complete my daily activities. Having the flu or some similar affliction has greatly diminished my capacity for enjoyment, nay I say entertainment, of any moment. I find perusing the far reaches of print gives me some respite. Then I discovered Dr. Grordbort’s book, which I shall order upon recovery from this evil foul plague which has invaded my body parts.
Some people find steampunk now. I found steampunk THEN. Been a punk my whole life. This is not to suggest new punks are not good punks, it is merely one must allow simply this: there’s no punk like an old punk. My new favorite website is Dr. Grordbort’s. Feast your eyes upon its marvels. Greg Broadmore is of a genius-level beyond comprehension of this flu-addled brain. I will write more about him when I can a.)breath again, b.)think once more and c.)function on a more human-scale method of living (as in this virus is wearing me down, Claxton, get me some C and B is sub lingual form)
Doctor Grordbort’s Contrapulatronic Dingus Directory (Catalogue Edition) by Greg Broadmore.
The Amazon review of Broadmore’s book makes me want it badly.
When the Martian invasion of 2005 started, I found myself saying “If only I had a weapon capable of melting these Martian maniacs into a gelatinous blob!” Similarly, the Plutonian appearance of 1999 (and subsequent election to the US presidency) elicited cries of “Give me a Weapon of extreme destruction!”
No more.
The foresighted Dr Grodbort has created a line of weaponry that makes the most unhinged members of our earth military organizations giggle with delight. Not so only the unhinged, but also members of every country, state, and service group can purchase weaponry such as the Goliathon 83, the Lazoplod 300, the Falconer 6000, and the Destroxulonic Plosive Force De-Stablisizer. The hum drum Smith and Wesson, our old fashioned 45 Peacemaker, and even the classic Winchester 73 are no more. Why merely penetrate when we can percolate the transgressors, trespassers, and instigators of our lives?
