Thursday, October 5, 2017

My Sincere Apologies

I haven't meant to not do ANYTHING for so long! After those last two rather pretentious bits of "fiction," I've just been mentally and physically beat- my sincere apologies! I will be posting more often with things of actual import- promise!

Take care and thank you again! Stick in there :)

Thursday, September 14, 2017

I don't Know How To Say This.

I've enjoyed going to Mick's for a long time. How long, I couldn't tell you. It doesn't matter, you see.

I thought it did. I thought it made a difference too.

I- damn it, this isn't getting any  easier. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

I thought I was real too.

You think it hurts to find out at my base, my core, I have nothing? I lived here in this city for over fifteen years before we ran into each other!

Gods it hurts inside. Is this emotion or am I-

I- don't know if- if I died in the waking world, or if-


I don't think I ever existed outside the Draylands, and I don't know what when I started- oh ow.

Ow. Oh no.

I think this is- Ow, oh god, ow, Ow, OW



It's because of you I am what I am.

Please, go downstairs. Look in the box. that crate, in the far south corner. That's me.

That's me.

I... am mullosc-like. Normally I would have no intelligence. My species has none. What I have is all given from you.

Imagine that. Everything I am, is because you misunderstand what I am. It's as if at any moment you and everyone you know can take away all that. No- that's exactly what can happen. Exactly what can happen.

I live on the cusp of losing everything- my mind is because you believe I have one. My brain, my intelligence, my smarts-

All you draymers. I love you and I hate you.

Please- sit, have a cup of coffee! Look- the sun shines so beautiful through the windows- watch the light refract and glow on the wall- Amazing-

I can see it and appreciate it because of you, you beautiful bastard- Let me fill your cup. Good coffee, isn't it?

It's the best you can possibly imagine.

Thursday, September 7, 2017

This is an important video, eye opening. is the link and I SERIOUSLY suggest you check it out. It talks about INTENDED PLAY. It opened my EYES on what intended play is supposed to be. If you CAN do something in the game, you SHOULD. It doesn't matter if you personally do or do not want- if you CAN do it, it is PLANNED ON, it is CONTENT.

As pointed out, in DARK SOULS the game, you CAN kill everyone, even though you "shouldn't". But if you don't, you are crippling yourself- HUGE amounts of the game open if IF YOU SLAUGHTER EVERYONE. That is content the devs WANT you to play!

If you CAN do it in game, you SHOULD- no matter WHAT it is!

Eye opener for me!

Sunday, September 3, 2017


Jeremy muscled his way past Ms. Truman and knocked the Mayor's door right open. The Mayor himself, Haymen Salish, was in as Jeremy knew he would be- the fat slob always ate lunch at his desk every day. Like fat clockwork.

"Mayor, this ain't gonna work," he said as half of Salish's sandwich slid with a wet PLOP into his lap. Salish looked down at his lap, at the sandwich in his hand and sighed. He lifted the thick cloth napkin from his lap; the sandwich collapse was a fairly common occurrence."Next week is the 6tgh of September."

"I know this, Jerry," said Salish as he took a fresh napkin to his lips, then lap. "The stars have spoken. Next week is the 6tgh, right after the 6th. Every 100 years like clockwork. My father dealt with it, his father dealt with it, all the way back to the founding of Salish Block. We've dealt with the 6tgh of September for a very long time."

"Then what in the name of tarnation we got a stranger coming into town in a Uhaul, bringing his whole damned family with him?" Jeremy calmed himself- he hadn't taken his blood pressure medication this morning and could feel his pressure climbing. "The mist starts tonight- ain't no one in town going out after dark until after the 7th safely arrives. Are you gonna tell 'em? Or you just gonna let 'em get- you know?" He dragged his extended index finger over his throat with a low gurgle and the Mayor turned a pale green.

"I can send Sandy out to talk to them," said Salish, referring to the petite Ms. Truman outside the office. Sandy was competent enough at her work although Salish had clearly hired her for her looks.

"Where are they staying?" asked Jeremy then and Salish looked quickly away, out the window.

"Oh, Lambert sold them the Winslett house yesterday," he said. Then, standing, he quickly helped Jeremy to one of the chairs in his office- Jeremy had gone pale and clammy at the news.

"Everything'll be fine," said Salish as he handed Jeremy his cardboard cup of caffeinated soda. "Don't worry. This is JUST what Salish's Block has needed for a long time."

Saturday, September 2, 2017

I may be able to get some videos done for my game channel

and that is a very good thing! :) I am working on thoughts for things, should have some new fiction coming up very soon!

Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Today I actually got some stuff done!

A very good thing :) I am rendering, as I type this, my 1st game video for my game channel in some days- it's been so hot I've usually fallen asleep all evening! Last night and tonight I've actually been awake!

Yay :)

Thank you all that read this for continuing to do so, it is GREATLY appreciated. I know I don;t say much here but what little I do say means a lot. Thank you all.