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I’m sitting here listening to SRV, and my mind drifted. Tin Pan Alley. The older men in my life had lengthy lives with their partners, and knew little to nothing in regard to heartbreak & the bar scene. I endured little peace and commitment, unprepared for life’s zoo without boundaries. Fed to predators under false…
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I stepped outside to face the day, and there’s a full-blown priest standing there; collar and all. Lunch blazed regardless. Catholic churches always smelled organic to me. He’ll fit right in. What a long, strange trip it’s been.
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The slot machine was broken, so I got the chance to make bank! Ride My Bump.
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Did we die during the pandemic? Unaware of our fates as a result of the disease? Perhaps they engineered it that way. We’ll never know, and it’s mostly because we all don’t care enough to inquire; collectively. We’re stuck in an endless Hell-loop, fighting and clawing the eyes of the gear-headed baseball-dad’s belting out their…
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I’m playing this on the lowest level possible so I can get through the story. I have a copy of DOOM The Dark Ages collecting dust. Damn these middle chapters… This one is a lot more crazy platforming. Not my cup of tea.
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Pork & Harch Green Chile Stuffed Red Bell Peppers. The cookbook is in production now.
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No one in my home arcade liked this one and, since I was a child who feared confrontation, I played it instead of Galaga. It’s actually responsible for my introduction to classical music.
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Yesterday was the worst day of my cozy railroading career. Now, I have to perform some good, old-fashioned roundhouse groveling. Sigh. Thus is train-life.
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It’s not a typo. Our country smells like armpit and makes me want to cry. Someone attacked the White House again yesterday and we, collectively, give two poops and a poke. We’ve normalized political violence like a third-world country. Perhaps the house itself isn’t the issue; perhaps we should evict the problem–child resident.
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I don’t know who controls the signals in this game or who dispatches these trains, but they need to be dragged out in the cute, little streets and beaten within an inch of their cute, little lives. Smoke ’em if you got ’em.
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This game is slowly becoming my new ’tism jam.
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Take a journey with me. Twice today.
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Take a journey with me… A real one. Not that lame, government sh*t.
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This guy protects me from sh*t food. Also, I’m allergic to chicken lol
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I’m not even posting links. I’d like to invite the closest alien life to come down here and probe DT through his diaper. Also, PH’s hair gel is element 115. I’d be embarrassed by the American government if I was an alien. Please. Land on the White House lawn. Soon. Or, come to my place.…
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I can’t sing, I can’t play, and I don’t feel like gaming. The last time I felt this lousy, I was at the premiere of Rise of Skywalker. Is my body trying to tell me not to waste my time on M&G?
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This newest trilogy looks insane! I loved the first one, and now I must journey the middle chapter. Mostly because I just purchased Dark Ages and I want to play! Got to get through Eternal…
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Take a jaunt into the world of A Bumpy Ride, a cozy train-driving and exploration game! Inspired by railroading of the 19th century with a whimsical spin, you’ll adventure around the open frontier in your trusty little train, picking up passengers and freight.
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It’s 4:20pm; Do you know where your children are? Seriously, they have the best stuff. Today, I tell a little ditty about a naughty waiter, show you where not to fly your T-16 back home, and what you should get your nephew for his or her sixth birthday!
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Prince Connor Wrath is beyond bored with his royal lifestyle. Receiving nothing but the most mundane tasks in the name of his kingly father, and even less respect than the court jester, he dreams of a life beyond the land of Lynnwood. There’s only one catch: The gods of old have forbade travel past the…
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