Ahoyhoy, I'm Lynk.
This is My Blog.

I'm a creative optimist with a passion for many things and a chronic displeasure for everything else.

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It's a Fricken Laser Showgun!

I Frickin Want One! Homemade Laser Shotgun

Introducing the 40W Laser Shotgun! Perfect for space cowboys, deadly disco dance offs, and mounting on sharks.
Star Wars Episode 7 The Force Awakens Trailer

The Force Awakens Trailer #2

Star Wars Episode 7 The Force Awakens Trailer
Pips the Priority Parrot

Pips the Priority Parrot

Meet Pips, your personal assistant.
Aliens are splooging on Earth, but why?

Newly Discovered Alien Seeds Change the Way We Think About Our Origins

Next comes the alien fertilizer...
Mission Statement

The Prologue (and a Warning Label)

The Late Night Stream of Consciousness Mission Statement
Christopher Lynk is blogging again!

First Post! Back In Action!

Hello world! Is this thing on?
What Has Happened?

What Has Happened?

The God Quad.  Jesus-Lambtouching-Dammit, I miss those days.  Things have changed a lot since then.
Ton of Bing Ham Fun

Ton of Bing Ham Fun

Lindsey and I journeyed to the center of Binghamton and back yesterday. We did so
Another Curtain Drawn Shut

Another Curtain Drawn Shut

This has been one heck of a weekend. It all started Friday, as I mentioned,
Cake And Stage

Cake And Stage

First off, Happy Birthday Lindsey! We went out to dinner last night at this amazing
The Necessary Button

The Necessary Button

I wish I had a big red button under a plastic flip-top safety, that when
Endgame

Endgame

Like a Paladin achieving wholeness with the Light, I have reached the end of a
Roe Vs. My Waders

Roe Vs. My Waders

All Things Considered

All Things Considered

If I have anything to say about the comic, I'd type it here.
The Creative Process

The Creative Process

It's a Banner

Here to Keep the Internet
Weird and Whimsical!

"Lynk comma WTF" is usually what people say to me after about 47 seconds of conversation, so Lynk dot WTF is where I publish the things I want to say.

I fear that the WTF moniker is overplayed in a world where unfunny comedians claim they aren't allowed to be funny. This isn't that kind of website. I sold my dot-co domain to a weird car company in Europe so I could afford a new accordion and the guy who owns the dot com stopped returning my phone calls. Jerk.

But you are here now! It's you and me now, buddy! We're going to carry ourselves through this together! You are now a part of the team, the fellowship, the quixotic cult of swell-fellas, fab-femmes, beau-baes, mack-dandies, and do-gooders.

Congratulations! We're going to have a great time.