Category: Games

  • Hey Phil, I don't care you are a forerunner on the Fake News front. Good on ya, I say. You made a few coins, picked up a loyal batch of readers, and pulled one over on those who thought they picked up a few IQ points reading your hinterland dispatches. Though I will never know…

  • Ah sweet, sweet irascible you! Discernment is in your DNA. And how those snobby pants fit you just right! But I got lessons to learn from you. Like love. THE YOUNG PERSON'S GAME. I'm not interested in being a young person, but understanding what the ticker wants = Life Goals. Purge and Release and Have…

  • "You always ask me. But what about you? Why are you here?" "For the paycheck. But seriously … I'm here to be me and shine a light in dark places. Like this office. Plus I'm a runner and need to learn how to do that surrender thing. Yeah, life lessons. To learn them so I…

  • Unless one is a pie crust, being flaky is not an admirable trait. It's like this: you are smart and capable, and have no sense of time at all. You definitely run on your own schedule and have a knack for pulling off the disappearing act. "Hey, did Lance just leave without saying anything?" "Who…

  • The astrology lady kept saying "Water Barrier" instead of "Water Bearer" when she gave my reading. Dam!   "Make no concessions," she warned. "Just eat them."   Our dark side defines us? The light shines so we can exchange pleasantries with our fellow shades? What a waste of hard earned cash. Everyone flashes fake images…

  • Gary's less stressed these days. The lights he used to see when he closed his eyes now follow him around like fireflies. Those firefly-like lights create a shimmery rooster tail in Gary's wake as he makes his way through the Food Court. Even the tinkling ring of cat bells, once confined solely to Gary's auris…

  • Another bitch looking at me. This one's brown. GO THE FUCK BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM. Where did she get $$$ for that computer? Stole it — bought it with $$$ dealing drugs — sucking dick. That welfare cunt is looking at me again. Maybe she likes my coat. What the fuck??? She's looking at…

  • Chéri, listen up. You've always done a good job with that. Scoot a little closer. That's it. Well, I had the dream again. Zoë's head has much to say. I don't need to tell you how much. You know … you know? The world! The monsters! You. You with your straight spine and head harder…

  • Leesa frequented the Food Court every day. The mission at hand was to record the stories of the people she saw, like the middle aged lady who talked to an empty chair. Leesa also observed the teenage boy who wore an Eisernes Kreuz on his tattered camo jacket, his head bent, surrounded by multiple black…

  • Bran? Bran trippin'. Mysticism. Magic. Time is a wheel and we've been here/done this before. The thread that tells of the Children of the Forest and the First Men is more interesting than the stories we've been told so far. Brandon's journey speaks to me, and it's my favorite riff throughout ASoIaF. The Old Gods…