I have Kik messenger to chat with my family. Sometimes I get crazy spam messages though. This morning I decided to have a conversation with the the spam bot. I showed it to Tycho and he said I had to post it up here. Click on the image for the big version.

I have suggested it on a few occasions, but I am something like a consultant(?) on Broodhollow. This is a sort of ornamental way of saying that I am essentially a fan with access to the creator. His writhing, newly-hatched larva is, no doubt, a veritable mine of horrors he can fold into his work - but we spent a few hours yesterday fully enunciating the spine of the setting and setting up the most pristine domino configuration to knock down over the course of the next year. The whiteboard in his office now resembles (if not fully manifests) the "crazy wall" universally embroidered by cult members and psychic children.

We have a new Halloween set for this year! Since Halloween's date is constantly in flux landing on not only different days but even different months each year, it’s hard to get the pin set done at the right time. At least that is what our merchandise manager Brian told me.

Scott Boyce took it, with his "National Anthem Joke." I liked a ton of them, but this one spoke to me directly, because I ran out of Australian stuff to talk about down there very quickly. Congrats, dude.

Disney is very, very big. Disney is da'are ghoc dala broac fuo'q "(The Dark Eye That Dwells In The Black Storm"). What they do best is to turn brands into stories, and their stewardship of Marvel is bringing three generations to the same table. I just grabbed the new Rebels pilot, but I haven't watched it yet because I won't be watching it correctly without my son at my foot and my daughter on my knee. Given how it went for so long, I thought Star Wars would be (and stay) a doddering "dad" thing, like Soundgarden or an enlarged prostate. The idea that this might be something we can all have together is still a little new.

Between Didney Infinty and Skylanders:Trap Team, I feel like I'm watching a friend who was once able to handle his high beginning to take a longer and longer time in the bathroom at parties. Inexplicably long. So long that you might begin to think that the bathroom was incidental to his purpose.

I picked up the new Skylanders: Trap Team last week because I have kids and so I can say I’m getting it for them. We played a bit of the last one Swap Force but it didn’t really stick. I have to say so far at least Trap Team is a lot more fun. The main hook this time is that you can capture monsters from the game inside these little traps. The act of capturing a monster is really well executed. The new portal has a slot for the trap and a built in speaker. When you capture one of the guys the sound from the television fades out as the sound from the portal comes in. Then a little light in the portal starts flashing along with the chatter from your newly captured monster. It’s super well done and I tried to grab a video of it here with my son Noah.

There are a little over two weeks left until the deadline for our Halloween Costume Contest. This year it's open to all of Penny Arcade, be it Gabe and Tycho themselves, or perhaps Gabbie and Tyche, maybe Div, a fierce Annarchy, or a fabulous Jim Darkmagic; their old roommate Jim, Hanna, Kevin the food court gangsta - the world is your oyster. Or comic. Or however that goes. Winners will score some awesome Penny Arcade gear and all of the costumes will be posted in an album on the site for everyone to admire!

We've been getting back into streaming stuff, or Twitching, or simply twitching while we stream because of the black flakes and other impurities drifting in our house-made toilet liquor. There is an archive of these spasms (presumably for law enforcement use) and if you poke around the one for Alien: Isolation you might hear some of the lines in podcast can.

It's been a long time coming and I apologize, but Silverside will finally start running here on PA, Oct. 21st. You'll get new pages every Tuesday and Thursday for the duration of the story. It's been a hard project for me to draw but it's finally time to put it out. Here's a look at the work I've been doing on it.

is a very long title. Eventually, it may find a tasteful truncation; "Pistis" has a weird tang. But while we're still launching the thing, it's more important that you know exactly what it is.

Well, he didn't have a van. That part isn't true. But yes, he did invite a bunch of dudes from Gabe's soccer practice over to feast on cards and hang out in his garage, which is admittedly a fully functional arcade. I'm not super sure I would be like, "Hey son, yes please, go to that man's house who has a job I don't entirely understand and who has shelves full of toys to lure children to his skin farm" but I would probably save a ton of money on boosters if I did. What I am trying to say is that parenting is hard.

I've had a few people mention that they like it when I post the books I’m reading. I’ve finished a few good ones recently that I thought I’d share.

It’s always a bummer to wake up and find out you inadvertently lifted a joke from some other source. In this case I’m being told that today’s gag also appeared in a recent Big Bang Theory. I have to admit to only seeing the episodes that had my friend Wil in them. I’m not sure exactly what their version of the joke is but I can tell you the origin of ours.

He's still plugging away! We have told him, in the manner of an intervention, that what he's doing is hurting himself and those around him. He ain't havin' it. It has a metered, liturgical quality that is apparently providing him with some vital trace mineral. So he's shooting assholes in space for their lunch money while I am doing almost precisely the opposite.

Okay I’m just gonna come out and say it. I really like Destiny.