McSweeney's rakes steampunk with this imagined monologue from a steampunk kid. It's not screamingly funny, but sneers politely, and scores several hits.
I am not affiliated with the goths who hang out at the end of the boardwalk. Yes, rivetheads have made attempts to horn in on my culture. It's attractive to them. Since Evanescence went mainstream, they've been able to buy their clothes at Spencer's Gifts. But just because they read about our ways on Boing Boing doesn't mean they can rock a true neo-Victorian lifestyle. It takes a lot of time and a lot of welding.
(via Bruce Sterling)