If I learned anything from Howard the Duck, it’s that you should always keep a large neutron disintegrator strapped to a golf cart in your garage just in case dark overlords from an alternate dimension want to take over your body.
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I’m pretty sure they do, they just aren’t prejudiced against different kinds of food.
Canis lupus familiaris, man’s best friend, and rightly so. They not only comfort and protect us, but some are even trained to assist us in our daily living. Regardless of all that they do, I am surprised by how many people shy away from me when I mention that I own a Pitbull, as if I had just threatened to make them watch seventeen hours of Full House reruns.
I was rehashing some nostalgia recently by watching episodes from Star Trek: Original Series and realized that some of them should have remained buried.
Life is good. That is, it was until the “Creator Of All That Is Evil” plopped my house down next to an active volcano to make room for the seventeen bingo parlors he placed side by side down the main stretch of road. It’s really not all bad. There’s a mini-golf venue right across the street from me; it blends right in with the speakeasy and coal power plant. Fun for the whole family.
“Nothing reveals Humanity so well as the games it plays.” – Hartley
Lately I’ve been writing a lot of reviews about games…board games, video games, what have you. I know that turns a lot of you off…*shrug* different audiences, different interests. Anyway, some people look at games as a mild annoyance and a waste of time while others center their entire weekend around one long, good dungeon crawler. What is it about games that makes ME want to play them? I’m so glad you asked…