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I’ve lost hope in humanity. Country to country, town to town, we’re all a bunch of shit heads, but America has truly topped the bill in the most disgusting way imaginable. Whether or not you voted for him, if you’re standing in a group of two, that other fucker did, statistically. That said, half the
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I’ve played this game off and on for the past few years. It was a really obscure pandemic indie find, and worth the download. Also, the Steam version has online multiplayer! It’s an epileptic seizure waiting to happen, though, so be cautious. I didn’t at all mean that in a comical way. Lots of flashing
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Welcome back to Twin Oaks, my friends! This was my first fiction novel published back in 2010. In the last chapter, we lost poor Ryan Weldon and a couple of ambulance jockeys to a strange beast. Now, ten hours before that event, we meet our main character, Toby Liberman and his best friend Johnny Haynes…
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Ever have those “I shouldn’t be alive” moments? The more I play this, the more the controls remind me of Metroid Prime back in the good old days of the Nintendo Gamecube. That should tell you everything you need to know. F’ing masterpiece.
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To say that A Taste of Home was influenced by my hometown is an understatement. The locations and characters, at least. Versions of them. This book feels like two-lifetimes ago. Toby Liberman is nearing the end of his rope. After a fateful confrontation with his wife’s lover, he is chased into the woods only to
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I’ve been wanting to play this game for quite a while, and now feels like the perfect time. Let’s start 2026 off as a cat!
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I finally found time to get this project going. Sure, I could tweak the audio and upload this to Audible, but I don’t want you all to have to pay Amazon to listen. Also, I refuse to jump through all the hoops Amazon requires. I like to tell stories. The end. Chapter two is coming
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I remember writing the first chapter of this book. I was in the sleeper of a 10-Speed Manual Freightliner converted into a 39-foot box-truck. It was loaded to the gills with millions of dollars in fine art. I wasn’t sleeping, because I had this crazy idea in my head about a foxy female firefighter getting
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I’m a cat person, but I like other people’s dogs. Well, I like other people’s dogs just as long as I’m not staying the night in their home. It’s weird for both me and the dog, and I can feel that tension during the visit. The dog actually lives there, plus he or she has
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Again, it didn’t take too long for me to find writing material this morning. Fodder, to be more precise. My motto isn’t just cleaver wordplay; they’re words I live by. Preach truths, toke jokes, and shoplift Amazon. Be honest, enjoy life, and always continue to do what they say can’t be done. Even at 8am
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The weekly recap: Up is down, red is green, Garfield was a Pokémon. All I know is that every enemy leader from Indiana Jones movies resemble classic, cliche villains. Trump’s cabinet looks like they have to introduce themselves to their neighbors and avoid school zones per the court orders. It’s not fair to the rest
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