Then, as noted, Will “The Fragrant Sprig Of Dill” Hindmarch said, “This is not a blog, it is the miscarriage of a water buffalo, plump and bloody.” And I got Wordpress, and Wordpress allows comments, so next thing I know you people are kicking down the doors with your karate boots and now it’s like a roach infestation. I can’t get rid of you. I’ve tried. Nothing works.
Painting With Shotguns
I don’t talk about it much, but sometimes, I am plagued with self-doubt. A feeling that, at any moment, I’ll be discovered for the fraud that I am. A dread certainty that someone will read my work and eventually say, “Did you know you’ve been writing gibberish this whole time?” And then they’ll laugh at me. And dump pig’s blood on me at the prom. And then I’ll need to go all Psycho Psychic on they asses.
Why I Should Not Play World Of Warcraft Couple days back, the announcement hit that Lord of the Rings Online (LOTRO) was going to go “free,” so I threw a pebble and asked if anybody had any opinions. Confession time: that question was a bit of an experiment for an upcoming article, though I should […]
This House Is A Sacrifice Bunt Yep. We’re selling this house. Been here just shy of four years now, and it’s time to kiss it on the Bilco doors and send it on its merry way. We’ve done quite a bit for you, Old House. The fence. The new kitchen floor. The giant mega-fridge. The […]
Digging Up (And Into) The Bones Part of gaming — gaming at the table, I mean — is the dice. The feel in your hands. The local table-side myths surrounding said dice. The mojo. The voodoo. The math. The possibility. Well, the Brothers Hindmarch and Tidball put together a book of many thoughts about dice, […]
I cut off my arms and replaced them with autoloader shotguns, and now I blast your face into oblivion, little babies. Brainshot! Clickity-clack, faboom! Shaboom! Shabammy! CHOOM! Ahem. Do I really need to do these intros? I mean, probably not, right? You know what you’re getting by this point. It’s Painting With Shotguns. It’s nonsense. […]