Doesn't look that different to the rest of us. He thought, shoveling up another skin and flinging the meat into a barrel burgeoning with sticky blood and offal. Peter stood back from the scene before him,

As I get older, I realize how important traditions and routine are not just to me, but for my loved ones as well. We all need events and reasons to gather, to become one. Christmas is one of my favorites

Time is the ultimate test of whether or not a thing is good. While last year’s biggest blockbuster is all but forgotten, many people still watch Fight Club at least once a week. I wanted to review something

The final episode of Meat Beat Monday will be airing August 12th at Midnight. Come watch and then catch up on What You've Done: #news #meat #beat #cathedral

Fighting monsters is the first reaction of all monkeys, humans included. The instinct to cut off the tails and smash in the heads of killer beasts has been bred in us since our early days of simply flinging

Made a video highlighting my favorite games and announcements of E3! Thanks for watching!

An older tale from about 15 years ago, I wrote this on a whim. When I read old things that I've written, I see truth and bullshit in the same breaths. While I am withdrawn, I am still overly outgoing,

Always coming back to the Potan, it resets the landscape for me. The Potan series gives me a large oversight of everything done and moving forward. While the characters have grown and changed a bit, the

Written a decade ago, my life was at a very different point, an intersection that took me in a completely different direction than I thought it would. It's interesting re-reading these words, living back

The 15th Century Bohemian Gaming Garbage Man Reviews: Kingdom Come: Deliverance 15th century Bohemia, now present-day Czech Republic, was a hell of a place. Did you know that the laundromats also had

It is said that existence before civilization was like running on the edge of a razor. One mistake could mean the end of life, quickly and with no mercy. We have grown soft, all of us. When the end comes,

I like to write these sort of inner-perspective bullshits every few months or so. Much like the 38th and 20th fires, this one feels more right, more perfected than those earlier attempts to review myself.

I wrote this after the real-life events of Operation Burnt Frost over ten years ago now. I've always been into the end of civilization and the different ways it could happen and the different events that

I don't drink, but when I do... Nah, I honestly don't really like drinking anymore, not because I don't like the taste or effect, but because the day after becomes like the week after. It's like paying

I wrote this one long ago, influenced heavily by Berserk. As I look back on it, I smile a bit on things like the black goo and the tall man. I also wonder if it's connected, like my imagination creates

Writing can sometimes feel dumb, like you're trying to impress people with words. Write a few good sentences, tell a story, get a point across, all that shit. To what ends? To no ends is my answer. Timmy

An old one, I thought it was time to remove more mask and expose more me. Though age does calm a person down, I still have that flicker, that spark that creates a burning inferno of rage inside of me.

I sometimes forget myself, like I am more than what I truly am. It's when I remember how bad I can be at writing that I have the most fun doing it. I think we all do that from time to time, make ourselves