Poetic Musings
Thank you for taking this literary journey with me! Here I post personal thoughts on social issues, reflections about day-to-day living, and of course a healthy amount of stories inspired by the many games I’ve played over the years. I try to update several times a week, and genuinely appreciate the care and support of all who read these words, whether the post is fanciful or heartfelt.
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Covert Ops: Redecorating
I've never been accused of being an optimist. A cynic a few times, but like most I figure myself more of a realist. The world is as it is, not as we want it to be, and sometimes that's a blast of cold water to the face. I wasn't confident in our odds of...
Covert Ops: Noche Oscura
A good torturer, if you pardon my expression, knows the value of anxiety. Often the anticipation of pain is a more effective motivator than actually hitting someone. Think about good horror movies – the less you see the monster, the scarier it is. El Seño...
Conquest: Symbology
Descending to a lower level, we were surprised to find it less damaged than the floor above. Swirling pools of lava still belched thick smoke into the air, but there was more solid ground, firmer masonry that had held up against the onslaught. Scroll cases held works...
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[HRM] Solaris
A close friend of mine who is very into theatre and the stage unfortunately can't stand George Clooney. I say "unfortunately" because I believe there is a lot to be studied and gained from his performance in 2002's remake of Solaris, first brought to film in 1976....
MotW: Going Rural
The investigators circled defensively, fearing the approaching wolves from the darkness of Ancil Hoffman Park. The two wolf-women narrowed their eyes at the group, particularly at Seth, furious that he had blown their cover. Ismene spun her camera to face...
Covert Ops: Firing Line
Whatever else can be said about the cartel, they certainly had a lot of muscle. I didn't give much thought to the body-count we'd already made during our stay in South America, but in the approach to the executive manor where the rebel leaders finally had...
