I think I am the lone Craftastrophe holdout. Everyone else has abandoned the sinking ship like rats.

Leaving me here with the cats. Scary, terrifying, horrible cats:


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We all know bad children get coal in their stockings at Christmas. What do bad children get at Easter?


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There are some things that go without saying. There are others that you shouldn’t say because you don’t want to draw attention to them. Observe:


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This will be my last contribution to this lovely blog.  And for my final Craftastrophe post, I of course wanted to find something good.  Something indicative of my experience as both a Craftastrophe writer, and reader.  Something that would celebrate the site, and all its disturbing, unnecessary, and ridiculously poorly made crafts.


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I KNOW it has to be hard to carve a stone ball. It must have taken you a long, long time to carve a stone ball.


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Here in the south, we have two definitions for being sans clothing. One of which is of course naked, which means that you have no clothes on. The other is nekkid, which means you have no clothes on and you are up to something.

Obviously, she is nekkid……


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We are used to seeing some REALLY awful things, here at Craftastrophe. It’s kind of our thing. However, sometimes in the search for crap, you come up with a rose.


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