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• Nineteen Eighty-Hare

  I leaned heavily against a wall. Trying to catch my breath was a mistake but I couldn’t keep running. I just couldn’t. “BIG RABBIT IS, WE SAY IS, SON ARE Read More

• The true nature of Mario

  So I realized something last night. Something big. Mario is nothing more than a metaphor for the internet. Hell, it was a metaphor for the internet that, in many ways, Read More

• Things I can’t remember right.

  There are certain lists of things that I always get confused on in my head. Specifically these tend to be lists of seven items (and in one case 8 or Read More

• Pulp Fourth World – Intro

  So I had this idea. An idea that took root and wouldn’t let go. I needed to rewrite Pulp Fiction as Pulp Fourth World but not just a scene or Read More

• The Handbasket

  The sounds and smells of the city washed over her like a rain of emotional baggage. Large, heavy baggage, the type you buy for a field trip to Africa. It Read More