Posted by : Unknown Tuesday, 22 December 2015

This is dedicated to my friend, digitaltempest. I don't really remember how we found each other way back in the days of Google Buzz, but I know that I couldn't survive the zombie apocalypse without her.

Up to no reasonable good in Saints Row 3
Who else could join me on these ridiculous adventures that start with mundane work references, then some how mutate into obituary plans or re-imagined video games (current plans: orchestrate a way to incorporate a bard named Jack Michaelson into our Dungeons & Dragons campaign). Rare is the day that does not include the mutual support of our unhealthy obsession with Bioware or the discussion of grandiose fan theories.

She appreciates the intellectual value of tentacles and teaches me many things about history, music, 'Murica, technology, and smut.

When I come crying to her because Garrus only wants to calibrate things and Fenris refuses to make out with me, she doesn't think I'm weird or tell me to calm down because it's just a game. No, instead, she takes me by the hand and shows me the path to glory. And then she makes me a playlist for it.

Digitaltempest is trash. The kind of trash that I will never put out at the curb. Because that would make me a hypocrite.



This is my mindspill. Mostly about comics, books, video games, movies of the science fiction and fantasy leanings. Sometimes recipes and parenting stuff will sneak in, along with a real world rant or two.

I also write about geek culture at Women Write About Comics, and I review genre fiction at The BiblioSanctum.




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