Okay, maybe it’s not deserving of a mythos, but have you ever read the 1986 roleplaying game from West End Games and Chaosium? If anything proves that the franchise has legs, it’s that game. That game is solid gold, one of the best ever published, and it’s full of ideas for expanding the Ghostbusters universe in fun…

Yeah, I dug him until I heard about that. Apparently, he did NOT get along with his Robot Jox co-star because of their political opinions. Too bad; we was a fun actor to watch.

Glaringly absent are Reel Big Fish’s excretion of a-ha’s “Take On Me” and whatever the hell it was that Orgy did to the venerable and majestic “Blue Monday” by New Order. Not only are these two attempts (I dare not elevate them to ‘cover’ status) solid examples of how to shoot classic new wave songs right out of your…

Holy crap Dark heck yeah! I love that show. Thanks for giving it props!

“Hey, kids, remember the fantasy fun you had with the movie? All the costumes, and the epic score, and the sense of immersion into a fantasy world? Yeah? YEAH?! Great!

It’s a shame - Warwick Davis is a swell actor and from all accounts a swell guy, and Willow was the flick that introduced me to him. It also acclimated me to fantasy at a time when I was mostly a Star Wars kid, thereby doubling my nerd pleasure. Davis’ work, and the character, and the world, deserve to be seen.

In the end, the white nationalists ended the event early, packed up their shit and went home. They decided not to even go to the rally later in the afternoon scheduled in Murfreesboro. Please stop laughing.

I find that I am of two minds about this. (Well, three, actually, but we’ll get to that.)

This is what white people do, everyday in large and small ways to PoC. They antagonize and antagonize and antagonize you, it gives them a sense of false worth to feel better than. It’s their whole persona, being “better than”. “I may be poor, but at least I ain’t a nigger!” White people are fully aware of the…

Yokels is as yokels does, I’d say — poor grammar intentional, for folksiness reasons.

Look, man. As far as I’m concerned, Donald Trump, being Donald Trump, can eat whatever he wants.

This white guy (well, caucasian/hispanic) just found out, and I’m not crying. Quite to the contrary, I’m pleased to know that a huge corporate entity is helping our society, financially and logistically, to get its shit together.

One of my favorite things about D&D -and indeed, about all of role-playing on the whole- is that, all up in your nog, stuff can look like whatever you want it to.

With apologies to Danny Elfman, and dedicated to mike pence and the mudfuckery of a campaign he’s running:

I...don’t...see...a single thing, there, that interests me.

I dislike the term ‘cosplay’. I know, I know. I just don’t like the word itself. I think it sounds stupid.

Well...to me, the words “You’ll never be free of the 1980s” is equivalent to “You’ll never run out of oxygen, backrubs and root beer”, sooooo...

Same. I’m half-Mexican, but my ‘Merican half is not at all threatened nor denigrated by those words. In fact, I think “honky” is funny, because COME ON. Say it out loud. “Honky”. Heh heh. Sounds funny.

Waaaaaaiiiiiit...isn’t Lucifer kind of not-that-bad-a-guy in the fic? I mean, the Bibble? The Bauble? Um, the Bicyc—

Cool. She’s pretty. I’d buy a bra from her, if, you know, I needed one.