And I’m tired!
There ya go.
Ah, ‘The Monkey’s Ass.’ That was a week, let me tell you. We followed up that awesome Saturday with the entire house coming down with Covid – but at least we didn’t have to deal with Thanksgiving holiday traffic! …I have been very disciplined in my thinking since then.
They didn’t want to make “The Little Engine That… Spited,” mind you. It just sort of happened. But what could they do? It works, despite it being impossible. Possibly even because it was impossible, simply to wreck everybody’s physical model…
New patron, new episode of my space opera serial THE BOLD MARAUDER. FREE! If we ever get to $200/month I will do a weekly installment.
The hidden pathos found in “Do Not Torment Happy Fun Fire” is this: you would think that nobody would have to be told, Do Not Torment Happy Fun Fire. And yet, at the same time you know that everybody has to be told, Do Not Torment Happy Fun Fire. This is the central tragedy of humanity.
Or something.
New backer, new installment! Free to everybody. Remember, when we hit $200 month I do a weekly installment on this space-opera serial….
Huzzah!
The more they thought about ‘Grievance,’ the angrier they got. Humans: you can kill ’em and they’ll get mad, but they get ten times as pissed off if you just turn them into temporary puppets for a little while. Go figure, am I right?
Which features fiction and gaming material, including a new short story every month! And if we get to $200/month, I’ll finally start regularly updating my SF serial novel THE BOLD MARAUDER. Check it out today!
The reason I haven’t written up “The Last Raid of Rocca Jack Hwinda” is because I have yet to come up with something that’s sufficiently magnificently and ridiculously awesome for him to do. You don’t waste Rocca Jack Hwinda on something that’s normally stupid. No, it has to be something that’s amazingly stupid.
