Happy Thanksgiving!

Can you forgive me for a filler post today? It’s Thanksgiving, and as much as I love all of you, I have the chance to spend today with another bunch of people I love, in person. And while I’m at it, to fill up on the best eats I’ll get all year. You can forgive me, right? Well, whether you can or not, I hope you’re spending today with some food you love and some people you love even more. In a totally transparent and pathetic attempt to pretend I’m posting relevant content, I’ll leave you with this news. One

Adventures in the Dark

This isn’t my house. I must have missed the end of the world; here we are taking shelter in some abandoned house. The lights are out. The water hasn’t run in ages. We scope the place out, sweeping flashlights over a silent, dusty landscape. We scavenge cans of beans from the cellar staircase. The TV sits there dead no matter how long we stare at it and wish it would work. Outside, another arm of the storm rolls in. The branches groan and strike the sides of the house. Rain beats on the roof over our heads. And that’s all

The Beauty of the Glitch

My video card has always been finicky. Mostly just the occasional, barely-noticeable pink lines dancing in the title bars of windows. (I had to look up what that very top bit of a window is called.) A little unnerving, but nothing serious. It served me admirably for years, despite being a touch eccentric. We were a good fit. I can appreciate eccentric. Last weekend, though, it took things to a whole new level. Where we’d had minor glitches before, we were now in full-blown catastrophic failure territory. The problem began with Borderlands 2, which froze up with garbled graphics and

An Unexpected Party

I wrote my first post all about how nobody would ever see it, and it wasn’t supposed to be a joke. I honestly expected this blog to fly 100% under the radar for the first weeks, months, maybe even the first year or so. I expected it to fly under the radar until I started actively seeking readers, really. So here I was fumbling around, trying to make sense of this whole blogging affair — nail down a theme, adjust my personal settings, figure out how the heck to even navigate the dashboard — all the while, fully expecting to

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Nice to meet you, internet. Say, what do you talk about in your first blog post? It’s odd, knowing that no one will be reading this now, and may never. Of course, someday I’ll surely be internet-famous and everyone will love me, but even then – will any of them bother going back to read these first posts? Probably not. So it’s odd. Debating with myself what to write here at the beginning, knowing it will – really, when you get down to it – be pretty much just for me. I’ll be the one, most likely, looking back on