A boy's first car... Mine was actually a motorcycle, and I got when I was two years older than John. It was a very special thing, and, like a typical teenager, I hardly appreciated what I had. I won't even comment on the other special things that teenagers hardly appreciate are special.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Chapter 17: Talking to People
That's one awesome wiki, Champions Online dudes. It's almost enough to make you, you know, want to participate.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Chapter 16: Digging Up Stuff
If there's one thing to regret and think about rewriting in, it's just how much a teenaged boy's muscles can long to run and work, while their brains just want to play videogames. It's the eternal dichotomy, only resolved when their Moms kick them out of the house because they're sick of seeing them vibrating in place.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Chapter 15: Towards a Red Planet
I've always wanted something that shoots forward when I'm driving, but common sense and classic tabletop gaming suggests that mine droppers would be a lot more effective.
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