Bulldog and Tortoise playing soccer

Two of many pets have a bit of a laugh.

The Last Pigeon

I sit perched atop the tallest tree
I feel so alive!
this is MY kingdom
this primordial forest
he got the rest of my flock
the red tail
he seems weak to me
cowardly
he's up there somewhere
I care not
too nice a day
my pride swells
his shadow crosses the landscape
I take flight
I feel invincible as we close in

Viking Battle Hammer

I started making Viking battle hammers. For the up coming Pagan wars. I mean, to take my "Old Ways Movement" on the road to the New England art market scene next summer. I have some really maniacal design ideas for heavy war implements. Dangerous more to the user than the usey.  Stuff that when someone sees it their first thought is.... "What the fuck?" This one is for sale at Toys For Vikings.

Thomas Mertzig Rest In Peace

Yesterday I found out that one of my favorite customers had passed away. Mr Mertzig had this kind of manly grace about him and you just couldn't help but like and respect him. I always got a kick out of the skull with the wings hanging over his front door. Although in poor health and hooked up to oxygen and in his mid seventy's to me I never thought of him as a frail old man. He was more like a retired superhero or some kind of former bad ass. Anyway, when I was finished with my work in the basement I went upstairs and didn't see the usual oxygen hoses running everywhere. I couldn't bring myself to ask his wife about him so I just finished up my business and left. Later I did a search on line and found his obituary. He died about a month and a half ago. In his bio I found out that he was in the Army Special Forces in Vietnam. A twenty year veteran on the Army Parachute Team. So I was right! He was a super hero/bad ass....I wish I got to know him better.....Rest in Peace Mr Mertzig

Gatling Gun: The Saga Continues

Remembering The Gatling Gun