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The Holy Grail Press is dedicated to promoting work that standard publishers... you know, those with standards, might be reluctant to publish, which pretty much leaves poetry.  And let's face it:  No one publishes poetry.  So in the end, we’re left with a lot of free time.



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May 27, 2022

wonk:  (noun)  often used derogatorily, a person who takes a particularly specialized interest in the minute details of a field of study, especially with politics.  You want to know about the influence of Russian immigrants on the passage of the infrastructure bill?  Then just ask Bill, he's our resident wonk.


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Wednesday, July 25, 2018


Pretty amazing, huh?  I took out these walls here so the whole house would have that gallery feel.  It'll look a lot better once I get the walls patched.  I got all the shelves from IKEA.  The foam on all the shelves – you can get that in bulk online. 

It's the world's largest collection of burnt out lightbulbs.  Well, as far as I know.  Technically, a lightbulb is called a "lamp," but most people don't know that, so if you call a lightbulb a lamp, it's just confusing. 

Over here... these are some of my favourites.  This one.  This one was my first.  It was from my nightlight when I was a kid.  This is the left turn signal bulb in the first car I ever owned.  A 1964 Chevy Impala.  This one was from the streetlight in front of my childhood home.  I'm not saying how I got it.

This is the automotive wing.  These are all car headlights.  Ford here.  That's Chevy.  Chrysler.  Dodge.  Foreign.  Exotics.  Check this one out.  It's from a 1992 Ferrari F40.  I paid $38 for that, including shipping.  It would've cost considerably more had it not been burnt out.

These are all my florescent bulbs, by width and length.  A lot of folks would argue that fluorescent lights really don't use bulbs.  And they have a point.  I mean, I don't include neon, and I know it's pretty much the same.  I dunno.  I just had a lot of them, so I thought, "Why not?"  The way I figure it, it's my museum.  I can curate it like I want.

These are all novelty lightbulbs.  See?  When you turn this one on, it's a smiley face.  And the light's yellow.  Pretty cool.  This one, it's a black light bulb.  Most black lights that aren't fluorescent, really aren't black lights.  They've just been filtered to look that way.  But this really is a black light.  It's a lightbulb-shaped fluorescent light with a little charger right in the base.  That is cool.  It still works, too.

A lot of folks think I'm... you know... a bit off for collecting burnt out lightbulbs.  But check this out.  I bet you've never seen a bulb like this.  1924.  It's an antique.  See how much more fragile that is?  They made lightbulbs before 1924... but who kept them when they burnt out?  I'll tell you:  Nobody.  Old ones turn up now and again, in old buildings and what not.  But for the most part, they're all gone.

Technology is moving away from lightbulbs.  Soon, it'll be all LED, and who knows what after that.  The classic lightbulb.  The lightbulb you remember from when you were a kid.  Soon they'll be gone forever.  And that's because nobody saves burnt out lightbulbs.  Except for me.


9:41 am pdt 

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

DNA My Way





I always believed that I was related to George Washington Carver, the famous Black inventor.  And together we shared relatives who lived for centuries deep in the Congo before being sold into slavery.  Motumba!  And then I had my DNA tested.  They said I wasn't related to George Washington Carver at all.  They said I wasn't even Black.  They said my relatives all came from Norway.  Then I found DNA My WayTM.  With DNA My Way, there are no tests to take or forms to fill out.  With DNA My Way you just tell them where you want to be from and who you want to be related to, and they'll do the rest.  With DNA My Way, not only am I related to George Washington Carver, but I'm also related to Sitting Bull.  And Ghandi!  DNA My Way:  Because nobody really cares.


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