Penny Arcade

I would say that a weird amount of the games I get truly obsessed with come from Scandinavian countries. Or, Nordic countries. Either the usage changed, or it's regional in nature. In any case, I trust in their intrepid spirit and proven capacity to get my Vacuum Battle Royale game off the ground. Get in touch. And I know you're wondering - Vacuum Battle Royale? How would that work? Here's the secret: the carpets are dirtier than usual.  And the house is very large. Oh, and…

The strip is a response to a tweet from renowned tennis person Naomi Osaka. I don't really follow the sport; I'm more of a ping-pong or pickleball man myself, pickleball being the twisted hybrid of the other two. Anyway, the tweet: And it's like… yeah. Yes. That accurately describes reality as I see it. And they need her - not the other way around. Marshawn Lynch developed a potent science for managing this shit, playing just enough of thir stupid game to get by. The…

I think we can say with some degree of certainty that Twitter has systematically elevated fringe positions and granted sociopaths - whose feeding grounds have typically been constrained by natural factors - a global remit. This barely constitutes an "observation." It's a fairly simple transform executed on the absolute edges of the signal, what these instruments are painstakingly designed to do, and we get to live in the chasm that has opened between them. Imagine if a sore could have…

As I type this, I have a box behind me that is itself filled with smaller boxes. Inside each of these boxes is a tiny plastic person, or some festoon of their war raiment, all of which rest atomized on the sprue as they await their manufacture. I invest my Tuesdays on Gabe's Gunpla stream, where I think it can be reasonably said he is putting our entire streaming operation at risk. Just look at this filth: I told him - I was like, "Man, kids watch this stuff." A young man is gonna see…