Send Us Thine Asteroid, O Lord
Verse OneSend us thine asteroid, O Lord!Thy vengeance be on us outpoured!Engulf the earth in flame and fire.Obliteration we require. Verse TwoJust like you did with dinosaurs:Destroy mankind with meteors!Humanity has run its course;Annihilation we endorse. Verse...
From chaos, order
It’s counterintuitive, or so we’ve been taught. God is a god of structure, of principles, of the laws of nature, the very statutes of which He penned Himself in perpetuity from before the dawn of time. God is a god of order, and naught can or could or...
The Carrots Can Wait: Why I Don’t Save the Best for Last
There is a particular bit of conventional wisdom surrounding food that I have never understood: save the best for last. Why? If there are three things on my plate and I love one of them, tolerate another, and begrudgingly accept the existence of the third, I am eating...
Building a Clean, Modular 3D-Printed Battery Box Using a $3 Harbor Freight Ammo Can
I had a couple of 7Ah LiFePO4 batteries sitting on the shelf doing nothing, so I finally got around to building them some proper smaller boxes. These aren’t meant to be monster power stations — they’re compact, lightweight, and useful for a bunch of...
Ep. 87 — Seventeen Syllables of Suffering: The Haiku Scam
Tired of people calling 17 syllables “genius”? So am I.
In this brutally honest, occasionally unhinged episode of Perfectly Poetic, Allen Mowery finally unleashes his pent-up frustration about the most overrated poetic form of all time: the haiku. From childhood worksheet trauma to seasonal name-dropping, syllable policing, AI-generated nonsense, and the myth of Bashō’s frog — no stone (or smooth river pebble) is left unskipped.