All right you primitive screwheads, listen up!

This is a heads-up from your beloved Baron!

On Sunday November 7 at 8:00 pm ET, Turner Classic Movies will be showing the recently refound and restored version of Metropolis, having restored to the film much of what had been lost earlier in the 20th century due to ham-handed executive meddling.

So, if you're a fan of the great grand-daddy of modern science fiction you'll be there on November 7th with popcorn in hand.

Metropolis

Metropolis - The Restoration

Metropolis Refound

Be there, or else.

From the files of the Black Baron: Casefile #100313 - Conundrum

On the same trip that led me to those most interesting wrenches I mentioned in a previous missive I also discovered a certain item that, while I didn't care to purchase it, intrigued me as to it's use and purpose...

Recent Acquisitions

This past friday I was able to take delivery of two of three items I've been waiting a couple months to receive.

My lab assistant's offspring and part-time minion (when she's not in college) was able to procure these two lovelies for me, for only $16 for them both.

Boredom rears it's ugly head...

I managed to get myself bored last night so I made up a badly comped piece of fanart for one of my favorite webcomics, Monster Commute.

And here it is...


Try not to make too much fun of it, art is not really my thing.

I'm fully aware of the fact that I couldn't even draw flies if I stopped bathing, so save your scorn for the more deserving.

Carry on, Patriot.

A Tale of the "Hole In The Head Gang"

Once upon a time there was a young Baron...

He had a minion that lived on the shore of a large lake that was plagued with rude, noisy jetskiers and they decided one fine summer day to do something about them.

By the way, this minion's name was Henry and his and the Baron's meeting is a story for another time...

Early one Saturday morning we got together and started planning what would be a rather impressive implement of destruction and also a near-death experience for one of us.

Some History is Worth Repeating.

I find myself sitting here thinking on events from my misspent youth...

Oddly enough most of the memorable ones somehow involve bicycles, funny how that works out.

Back in the day, I was a practitioner of the art of frankenbiking, taking disparate pieces of cast-off bikes and bodging them together in forms they were never meant to take.

Foremost among them was my attempt at making a chopper bike with the aid of my father, a man of infinite skill at metal working and an almost equal amount of patience with yours truly... a soul sorely missed by any who knew him.

I got it into my head one summer morning that I wanted a chopper bike, the old BMX just wasn't cutting it for me and I need something totally other.