Its a pool that looks an inch deep until you're drowning, innit?

It's a complicated feeling. "I hate that you understand this," says the part of me that would go to war with the wind for mussing their hair. "I love that you and I share this understanding," says the part of me that marvels at this whole ass person that is just getting neater with every passing day

Yeah, but I'm compelled to take a knee before I take a call. It's weird how brains work.

Also my has rung with the CODEC noise from Metal Gear Solid for like twenty years. So there's a part of me that still does a gruff "Otacon?" whenever my phone rings. Sometimes that part's audible.

Goals.

That's a neat thought, actually. Now i want a meta game about making games for fickle, monstrous gamers.

I'm gearing up for Fe-bruary, myself. Unilaterally declaring my divine right to whatever month because no one's taking me seriously anyway.

Would absolutely play the hell out of that.

I miss my joints, sure. But I also remember fondly my ability to think through a problem even when my brain felt like wet sand.

But this basket is so STRONG! Why would we need another?

Oh that's so relatable I need to lie down...

You: "I warily approach the arch, paying careful attention to the soffit."

Me, an idiot getting by on vibes and a half remembered castle tour when I was 8: "Uh. Yeah, good call. I've...uh...I've got a random table for that I think."

~~Dude you're so fucking talented and I am so utterly in awe of how you just casually drop brain-altering art like three times a day and how are you doing this and does your demonic patron have a waiting list or can I get their number?~~

Looks good! Your hard work, as always, is evident!

Have you consedered that replaceng all of your "i's" with "e's" es just supereor game desegn?

Pay no mend to the context. Do descourse.

I want to say "Mate," but I've been told that's a no go with my British mates.

I want to say "Sai," because "my buddy my sai" still scans right. But not everyone's a dork for the Dark Tower.

I want to say "Yon" because it feels like a proper singular to "Yinz" and "Yon in the chair," feels right.

Sprout Quest is a big ask for our core audience. But I got asked why none of my fairies were whimsical and fun one time and I wasn't going to let anyone tell me that I /couldn't/.

They'd be cool shows. But I wasn't born with "executive producer" money. But paper's still affordable, so...

When I make promises, both I and the recipient need to be on the same page. If I tell you it's spy story and I'm going Jason Bourne and you go Austin Powers, then we're facing a major misalignment.

Yes, yes...ttrpgs are a medium all their own, but art is in conversation with itself, surely?