If you couldn’t tell from the title, we are just letting all of our fans know that we now have a Twitter account @QueensNerdcraft

If you enjoy our blog posts you should check out our tweets. Not only will you get twitter updates when we have a new post but also some live tweeting of our favorite shows and books. Yes, our reviews are humorous and excellent, but you haven’t seen anything until you’ve witnessed Amidala’s live tweets.

Hope to see you here and on the tweets.

Procrastination and Giggles,
The Red Queen


10 Signs That You May Have FPA (Funko Pop Addiction)

  1. At any given time you can name the next five Pops you are going to buy in order of priority.
  2. The next time you buy Pops you completely diverge from that list because “OH I FORGOT ABOUT THAT ONE!”
  3. You have a running tally of the number of Pops you own. (See homepage side bar)
  4. When I say, “To unbox or not to unbox?” you completely understand my dilemma.
  5. You know which editions of which Pops are in which stores.
  6. The Funko Pop Vault page is a most visited on your browser because you can’t stop panicking about them getting rid of that one Pop you need to finish a set. See Vault Here.
  7. You and your friends have a spreadsheet of all available Pops and which ones you each want and have so that there is no risk of double buying. (The Queens have one of these. I swear.)
  8. Any time that you go to buy a Pop it always takes much longer than expected because you have to budget number of Pops gained vs. want vs. how much money is left in your bank account.
  9. Your sixth sense isn’t about ghosts, but about which characters Funko will release next and you prepare your budget accordingly.
  10. Gift giving opportunities have devolved into giving your loved ones Pops because if they get hooked maybe you’ll get more Pops when they give gifts to you.

Procrastination and Giggles,
The Red Queen

P.S. Once you Pop, you just can’t stop.

Funko.com and retailers were in no way involved in the creation of this blogpost. Also, WARNING, Pop purchase may result in obsession. Side effects include crazed eyes, a violent need to re-watch TV shows, obsessive list making, and increased credit card debt. 

Damn You New Sorting Hat Quiz. Damn You To The Depths of Hell.

Let’s being with the fact that not only has every Harry Potter sorting quiz I’ve ever taken put me in Ravenclaw. I’m happy there. For Fawkes sake* I’m getting my damn PhD in genetics, of course I’m a Ravenclaw.

But, my friends, disaster has struck. I was unable to recover my old Pottermore account due to an extended absence from the website. I created a new one and decided I wanted to check out the new version of the Sorting Hat quiz, confident in my obvious Ravenclaw-ness.

Hindsight is 20/20. I should have just selected my house. But I was cocky and now my soul is crushed. Curiosity has killed this Raven. It is like my entire identity is lost.

I’ve been going back through every question wondering where I went wrong and I think I know it. SO WHAT IF I WANTED A WHITE OWL. TOAD AND CATS ARE NOT MY FAVORITE. I’m a dog person…I’m honestly upset guys.

The final kicker is the free wall paper. I want my Ravenclaw wallpaper.

I think I’m going to make another account and fix this catastrophe. That’s the only way my heart will repair itself.

Knowledge and Giggles Before All Else,
The Red Queen

P.S. The only saving grace is that at least I like my wand.

P.S.S. I’ve tried every old email I’ve ever had and I cannot rescue my old account and I don’t remember my stupid old assigned name so I may never be a Ravenclaw again. On top of all this, I just burnt my mouth on soup y’all.

P.S.S.S THANK GOD FOR MY UNWILLINGNESS TO DELETE EMAILS! In the depths of my emails from 2011 I found my original welcome to Pottermore letter, with my original name. I have my beautiful house back and my beautiful wand: Cedar Wood, 14 1/2 inches, core of unicorn hair with reasonably supple flexibility. And all was right with the world.

*Pun provided by Queen Amidala

Once Upon A Time…

…there were three little queens who decided to partake in a magical quest. The quest would take them across galaxies, traveling through many worlds and exploring all of the wibbly wobbly timey wimey stuff. This was the quest to conquer all of the fandoms. And here is the beginning of their tale…

The three queens met a long time ago in a state far away called Virginia, where together they conquered college. With this first battle won, they were spread out across the Southeast, but through the use of their magic messaging system they never lost contact. Disconnected, they tried to conquer the fandoms alone, but one day they realized that they were stronger together. One brave adventurer, the Red Queen, created a chart to track their progress. This organizational spreadsheet listed each fandom as well as each queen’s progress. Together they would conquer ALL THE FANDOMS.

After all three queens relocated to the mystical city of Atlanta (or at least close enough to it), they took inventory of their packs. They each brought some special items to help them on their quest.

Queen Amidala packed her iron, Shakespeare bible, Chewbaca plush, and a blaster/ hot glue gun…because she always shoots first.

Queen Regina packed her magic wand, homemade cosplay bow, sewing machine, and her handy dandy notebook. One should never be without writing utensils.

Finally, the Red Queen brought an endless yet well-stocked bookshelf, a bottomless bottle of wine, pajamas, and an incontrovertible sense of humor.

Ready to begin on their journey, the queens had a final visit from their spiritual guides, Huluficus and Netflixio. They each imparted some words of wisdom…

“We cannot promise that you will come back, and if you do, you will not be the same. But either way, may the odds be ever in your favor.”