The first time that I saw the black gunk under the floorboard, I thought it was “just” rotten wood. When we first moved into Transliminal Station-β, Keet and I knew there was a list of problems. Virtually every house sale comes an inspection report, including ours. Truth is, neither of us read ours very closely […]
I just finished Talos Principle last night. I have to give credit to Croteam mad props on this one. I don’t actually think that’s significant enough, but it’s a start. It didn’t reshape me, in the sense that what it had to say was unknown to me and now suddenly I’ve built a life around […]
I am the story I tell myself. My words are dialogue, my actions engagement. I am my characters, my world the setting, my life the plot. Let these be my only constraints. As I give word to idea and action to thought, may I remember the tales I wish to tell. When I can, let […]
The ritual began as so many rituals began: with a wish. “I wish I felt more like I was a part of things.” That’s the kind of lament that, coming from someone I would consider so integral to the local community as I do, makes the part of my head that I’ve long since learned […]
Over at the Ranch on Mars, th’ buni goes whole hog.