Like the work of most omnipotent creators, this will never be finished. Cheers anyway, deer egg. Fear Before the March of Productivity.

Featuring the works in progress written by a work in progress. Wally greets me when I open the door the next morning. He better not be using glue again to do it. If I grow another four inches, I could meet him at eye level when he pulls his expensive sunglasses down from his Himalayan mountain of a nose. His blank eyes stare back at me and I see the cab he used to get here at the curb next to the driveway.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017. A game that starts out as a breath of fresh air only to quickly stagnate. To borrow a phrase, a crappy game will always be a crappy game.

A Journey Begins With A Single Step. Friday, 26 March 2010. I would like to apologize about the post before this. What really are signs? Always thought signs were like on the road, belok kiri belok kanan. But no, not talking about those signs. Well its the sign or karma or whatever its called that comes to you at the right time and place signifying something. And I really appreciate it.

I grew up in a small Indiana town called Wakarusa. Thursday, December 04, 2008.