Statistically speaking, you’re not reading this. I suppose that’s technically true for most writing. Given the ratio of available reading material to the amount of time people spend reading, the vast majority of all writing is only read by a tiny sliver of the population. Harry Potter is the best selling book series of all time, yet the first book has sold a pathetic 120 million copies. Which means that JK Rowling’s culture-wide smash hit has been read by less than 2% of the world’s population.
Which means that, on average, nobody reads anythingIf you disagree, please attempt to prove me wrong by buying my book..
I suppose it’s not fair to say that nobody reads this site. I mean, someone must be leaving all these comments. But even if we’re comparing the readership of this site to the readership of this site as of last week, it’s still pretty low. Odds are, you’re on break from school. Or you’ve taken some days off of work. Or you’re traveling to visit relatives. On the off chance you are still working, you’re probably too busy to check on my site because everyone else went on holiday and left you with all the work. The jerks. Whatever the reason, you’re not following your usual routine and thus you’re not here.
On Saturday December 22, 2018, there were exactly two comments. All day. On the entire site. That’s crazy. The site usually gets more than that an hour. When a popular post goes up, we’ll get about that many a minute.
As a result, I’m not eager to put up a ton of content right now. There’s no point in posting something if nobody’s around to discuss itBut then why am I writing this post?. I think I’m going to change up the publishing schedule for the next couple of weeks. If something goes up a bit late or appears on a different day from what you’re used to, that’s why.
If it helps, this week you’ll get an extra-long, super-informal Christmas Eve Diecast. I know that nothing gets me into the Christmas spirit like a couple of nerds talking about BattleTech, Rimworld, Hitman, and Starcraft.
 If you disagree, please attempt to prove me wrong by buying my book.
 But then why am I writing this post?
Grand Theft Railroad
Grand Theft Auto is a lousy, cheating jerk of a game.
The story of me. If you're looking for a picture of what it was like growing up in the seventies, then this is for you.
Bethesda felt the need to jam a morality system into Fallout 3, and they blew it. Good and evil make no sense and the moral compass points sideways.
The Game That Ruined Me
Be careful what you learn with your muscle-memory, because it will be very hard to un-learn it.
WAY back in 2005, I wrote about a D&D campaign I was running. The campaign is still there, in the bottom-most strata of the archives.