Join Club PA

Tycho / 14 hours ago

We’ve been Twitching constantly lately, but we’ve also been streaming games and other stuff from the office.  I’m hooked on it.  Wild dogs couldn’t drag me away.  Well, they probably could.  I guess it depends on how many wild dogs.  In truth, any value for wildDogs over 1 is probably a deal breaker.  But I do like hanging out on there, and hopefully it provides some subtle nutrient for those who gather there.

We’ve played Shadow of Mordor: Game of the Year Edition (GOTYE…?) the last couple times.  It’s not new or anything, that’s true; but if you had a PS4 Pro, as our Gabriel does, you might want something uprezzed with new graphical effects, but in a game you’re already familiar with so the delta is apparent.  You might also want a game where you trip a person and pull them down onto a sharp sword!  Imagine that there is a single game that does all this.  And it’s still rad!  The game is still fucking rad.

One of the things that continues to stoke this rad furnace, maybe even the thing, is that “Nemesis System” thing that is constantly birthing a moist menagerie of motivated foes.  I’m confident that we don’t play the game correctly; of course, if we’re having fun, it doesn’t really matter.  But we play the game as though Mordor were a kind of skate park, where our haunted-ass ranger is the board and this ready supply of orcs are the rails and ramps.  We die all the time, because we’re mostly trying to do cool tricks, which results in a flow of new blood perpetually being pumped into their ranks.  This engine they’ve made is amazing when you are home playing it at night in the dark, but in a context where people are watching it happen the little stories it creates are hilarious and addictive.  In one play session, Kuga Blood-Licker came back several times, each time more fucked up than the last, until he became a kind of folk hero to the stream and no doubt to orc-kind; the urge to immortalize him eventually became too strong to resist.

(CW)TB out.

Tycho / 3 days ago

My affection for beasts is well known; gaze ye upon my archive, and despair.  So it should be no surprise that I also love Fantastic Beasts.  And because I love them, Grobb Salad cannot.  That’s just how it is.

He didn’t understand that this was the start of a planned series of films; that might have soothed him somewhat.  As a single movie, maybe it don’t work so good.  Maybe there’s too much scaffolding.  For my part, I would accept a reading that either makes the film a scaffold or a substrate.  I eventually just stopped watching the Harry Potter movies - they were always useful to me primarily as a visual aid, not required, but additive.  I want to learn new stuff, though.  And I want to learn new stuff, in a new way, with a story designed explicitly to be filmed - one that doesn’t have to serve, at a minimum, two masters.  I also thought Newt Scamander was an amazing portrayal; I have a hard time looking directly at people sometimes also, and I don’t know if I’ve ever seen that facet portrayed in a character meant to be heroic.

We’re getting down to the wire on the Child’s Play Charity Dinner & Auction, coming up December 8th at 6:30pm.  Will we see you there?  Individual tickets are still for sale here, and table sponsorships for groups are available here.  Got something amazing for a last minute Auction Item - maybe an experience or artifact that shows your team at its best?  This is the last day we can accept them: consider the impact a gift of your work and time can make, feel really good for a few minutes, and then act by filling out our form.  We’ll take it from there.

(CW)TB out.

I’m a Twitcher

I’m really starting to dig these live drawing streams. The chat has been fun and it’s nice having some company while I draw. If you’d like to join one of the live streams, I do them Tuesday mornings at 10:00am PST for now. Yesterday was a fun one as I was drawing while at the same time trying to manage our new puppy. This is Gracie and yesterday during the stream she made it very difficult to draw.

At the request of the chat, I am trying to figure out a “puppy cam” solution that will allow you to watch me draw and Gracie chew on all my shit. You can watch the recorded show right here if you missed it yesterday. They have to strip out all the audio though because I’m listening to music the entire time.


Watch live video from on

We are going to be on again this afternoon at 2:00 pm PST. Tycho and I will be playing some more Shadow of Mordor. Maybe we’ll find Kuga the Bloodlicker again! Be sure and subscribe to the channel for alerts when we turn the stream on. Also, all the “tips” we get on the Twitch stream will go to Child’s Play and not a hole in the ground.

-Gabe out

Tycho / 5 days ago

Brenna did, in fact, sign us up for dick school.  And it was probably a good idea; what we learned in the first fifteen minutes of class was that none of our parents ever told us shit.  And who knows; maybe we would have maintained that policy.  I’d like to think I’d do better, and I should; I have twice the experience.

The course is called “Great Conversations,” a title at which the boy scoffed.  He had low expectations re: conversation quality.  He did grow still a little later, though, which I knew was my cue to “lean in” and “adult as a verb,” which I committed to fully.  “Dad?” he said, and I made the face I own consciously, calculatedly paternal, indicating that the handshake phase had concluded and that data could flow.

He looked down, and then up.  “Dad, are we going to learn about my dongle bits?”  And was like, okay, maybe parenting someone with like twenty points on your IQ is going to be novel.  He said dad again, but I had already broken the connection, and then he asked if we were going to learn about his “dong rocket,” but it was rhetorical, because at this point he was just rolling around on the floor.  One thing he was authentically worried about was the fact that he thought puberty was like a “switch,” so that once you passed some biological threshold stuff was just coming out of your penis all the time, I would use Cyclops as a reference, like, when his “beams” aren’t managed by lenses of ruby quartz.  He thought it was a kind of deal where it would fully coat a ninety degree arc, and then ratchet mechanically back with a chicka-chicka-chicka, like a sprinkler.

As you are aware, my research into the strange hoard of Ubel Eberhard has lead me down treacherous paths: the Codex Coupons has gripped me in its progressive revelation.  Some of the work of its translation had been assisted by a sister volume, in a hand very familiar to my own, which contained the work of a lifetime shucking evil kernels from their malevolent husks.  One passage burned on the page, with portents for this very week:

Buy ye not one shirt,
Nor five shirts, or four;
But purchase ye three shirts:
No less, and no more.

That configuration - three shirts, according to the Codex - is a configuration to which values cling, this week.  Clearly the Acquisitions Incorporated Blind Boxes are worth noting, because today is the last day you can get an Acquisitions Incorporated Lanyard with any case order.  The drastically discounted Astro A38s + Custom Speaker Tags also leap to mind, but these shirts, friends: purchase three, or not at all.  That is the counsel of the dread volume.

(CW)TB out.

Art Stream

I’m just gonna update this post with the finished video, in case you missed the live stream yesterday.

Watch live video from on

I will be drawing on Twitch again tomorrow morning around 10:00am PST or so. Tycho jumped into the one yesterday and we had a super good time with the chat. Come hang out with us!

-Gabe out

What Club PA Offers

  • Ad Free Experience
  • Full Newspost & Comic RSS
  • Exclusive Content & Merch
  • Club PA Pinny Arcade Pin
  • PA Store Discounts & More!

Learn About Club PA

Follow Penny Arcade