Someone Wasn't Hugged Enough

Baby Skeletor from the mind of Dave Correia.

Transform

"Transform and you will transcend."

Time Travel Convention

From the mindz at Glennz Tees

Exfoliate! Knitted Dalek Washcloth

This website offers the full instructions to make this washcloth.

Comic Book Aprons!

Not only are these really cute and insanely clever, they make sandwiches taste better.

I would wear one proudly for a better sandwich.

Tom Servo Says EXTERMINATE!

Are they aboard the Skaro of Love? Do they have EXTERMINATE SIGN?! The Servo from Skaro!

Insert your own pun here.

Nice touch with Crow T. Robot dressed as the #11 Doctor. This artist also has a mash-up with Sailor Moon Daleks.

Time is Money

 

The site offers an alarm clock fashioned after the design of a UPC.

The Battle of Snowmageddon

Check out what Nicki Coley did when the Snowmageddon hit the Southeast United States this winter. If you will be attending Fanaticon in Asheville, NC on May 21, 2011 you can see her genius artwork in person.

Comic Sans Criminal

We all know someone who overuses this font without impunity or giggles. It also gives you the option to send it anonymously to those people.

When You Can't Run

Edward Scissorhands on Piccsy

This child is destined for an amazing life of costuming and band-aids.

A Comfortable Chair

Maximo Riera Octopus Chair

 

The Most Heinous Attack of the Daleks

 

Thought traveling in a phone box was all fun and games? Think again.

The original can be seen at this Etsy.

What I'm Looking For

This song much sums up my feelings about feelings, and love and learning, and the spaces between hearts, thoughts and places that trace our faces back and forth from held hands, smiles and trials to somber graces.

(It also is wonderfully written, performed and produced.)

Girl Like Her

Summon me from beyond

The gray discolor of the bond
And in your want draw me near
The soul of your calling crystal clear

That I may know your loving call
As the song of my heart and giving all
Your eyes I dare not meet with sight
Sinister the cunning, dexter the bright

To press the threshold of your flesh,
Once inside you breathe your breath
Then gasp the next awaited sigh
And sink inside your sinful smile.


Note:
I wrote this in 2005, inspired by a woman I was involved with. I wrote the first stanza rather quickly and finished it by the time our relationship ended. "Fingertips and memories..."