Twenty-Two

Wow! Twenty-Two posts! One post a day! Every single one is at least half-way funny! WHat an accomplishment for smelly, non-technologically prone viking!

I'm sad to say this, though, since I'm going to look like a total ripoff of Ask A Ninja and HomeStar, but I don't have an unlimited amount of topics I can rant about.

So here's my proposition: You Almost-Vikings post comments suggesting topics that I can rant about. And I'll pick the very best ones, or the most requested ones, and rant about them.

In order to keep from being a total ripoff of the two internet icons mentioned above (no I was not paid to advertise), I ask you not to ask questions, but simply post topics that I could rant about.

Thanks!

To make sure you don't leave without your daily humor, here's a VIking Fable:

"A battleax had used to be his master's prized possession, but had been replaced by a headrest. The Battleax dreamed of the day he would once again take up his rightful place in his master's hand.
As the years passed, the Battleax got dustier, older, and more hopeful that his master would take him up again. One day, the master, old as well, hobbled up to the ax and took it off the wall where it had sat. Smiling, the master caressed the battleax, turned, and threw it into the forge. The battleax, it turned out, made some rather nice nails.

Moral: Old Battleaxes can be melted down in order to make rather nice nails."

Olaf the BAAAAALD!