They weren’t fans.
Personally, I thought RED ONE was fine, for given values of ‘fine.’ I’m not surprised Honest Trailers didn’t like it, though. I mean, they have to watch a lot of this stuff. All the time. Me? I can pick and choose my algorithmic homogenized cinematic product. That does make a difference.
I finally found a program that looked like it’d work… except that it was abandoned a year ago and the website taken over by a Russian bot site. So I found another program that looked like it’d work… except that it’s been erased by Humble (the company doing fulfilment) and the forums are full of people with no clue about that. I have decided to skip trying again, and instead prepare slow-cooked meatballs in a mushroom gravy for tonight. Sometimes you can just tell how things are gonna go.
Continue reading Adventures in TTRPG mapping software not-buying!
WHERE’S THE WISH LIST BUTTON WHERE IS THE GOD-DAMNED WISH LIST BUTTON?
…There we go. Link here if you just want Silverlock: Including the Silverlock Companion for yourself, and who can blame you? They must have only a finite number of copies available. Better safe than sorry, hey?
#commissionearned
Everything is actually fine. No particular grievances. But it’s still a funny bit!
Ah, my old friend/enemy in media res.
This wasn’t the first time Timmy had to run away on a wet winter’s night. It wasn’t even his — fourth, fifth time? He wasn’t really sure. Timmy got chased a lot, in this kind of weather. That’s why he wore boots that wouldn’t slip in the snow. You never knew.
He didn’t like being chased, but at least he knew how to do it now. You kept your eyes open, and your ears even wider. And you didn’t run faster than you had to, either. You did that, you lost your breath fast, and then you were caught.
Timmy figured he was gonna get caught at some point anyway. But that was why you kept your eyes open. You only cut and run when you want to find a good place to turn, and fight. Or at least a better place.
You didn’t waste your breath whining, either. That’s why he didn’t even mutter, “Where’s the garbage cans?” as he ran. He just thought it real hard.
Just like he thought about how Frostvile Pines absolutely sucked.
Baby Jesus will be born in three days’ time. I know He wants me to be good. So I will only say: no, I did not photoshop that picture.
I would like to tell the story of what happened when we showed up at the Amalgamation’s welcoming center, only to discover that it was an abattoir and so was the rest of the Galaxy. Alas, that’s the story, right there. Everybody was dead, and none of the discoverers were never going to figure out why. So we’re left with stuff like ‘The Foyer.’ Frozen moments of horror, suspended in time forever.
Yeah, I was looking for something else but never mind this is fine.
Men of the Sea, from To Drive the Dark Away by The Broadside; and if you can find it on Amazon, let me know.
