My PJ Lifestyle piece on gifts for roleplaying gamers.

Found here.  Short version: well, there’s a lot of stuff you can buy people like us.  Like, for example: printer ink.  What the heck do they make that stuff out of, anyway?  Unicorn milk, suspended in a platinum solution?

…That should be the other way around, actually.

Regretfully, the #mcrib is not yet universal.

As you all no doubt know, I acquired McRib yesterday.

I went to go get another today, but alas: it was limited to Pennsylvania only, apparently. We will have have to wait our turn for the God-Food. Or the ‘Satan Sandwich,’ as somebody on Twitter put it. See, I can be ecumenical…

SO I AM HOME YES.

My, wasn’t that a fun little trip across Pennsylvania, trying to avoid the traffic congestion explosions? Why, yes. Yes, it was. All the fun in the goram world…

Chalk it up to the Principle of Conservation of Suck: there is a fixed amount of Suck in every trip. If you avoid Suck in one area, there will be an increase of Suck in other areas to compensate. So, since there was almost no Suck during the Thanksgiving visit itself, well…

What it is with men and doctors.

My sister-in-law just asked that, rhetorically: but let me explain anyway (this explanation draws heavily from The Right Stuff):

Doctors never give you good news.  No doctor will ever tell you, “You now have the physique of a Greek god and may indulge in some of the things that you were previously forbidden to indulge in.”  At absolute best you will be told that there has been no change, or that you have recovered from a previous setback; but usually a doctor will tell you what new things that you may never do again.

I hope that this clears things up for people.