I’ve got one I call “Old Gray Thing” that I always forget to post. It was a paranormal encounter but I’m still not sure what exactly it was, and I’ve always been curious if anyone else has seen one too. I’m doxxing myself if anyone I know reads this, but here goes nothing...

I really liked Untitled. Truly a one-of-a-kind story.

Where is the one about a private equity firm that takes over suite of websites and fucks it all to hell?

I cannot express to you how fucking delighted I am by a legitimate ghost story about the motherfucking Noid.

Truly the MPDG of stories.

Seriously. That and that humblebrag ass thrift store one. Jesus. “So the fry cook and I saunter over to the 1950's garage and the gentleman confesses to the murder. Quite an odd morning I suppose, but what a great haul!”

And there’s no possible way that accident could have taken down a telephone pole, especially if that photo is from the accident. Those things are INCREDIBLY strong and even if you smashed into one head on at full speed and destroyed your car entirely, it wouldn’t knock it down. So I’m gonna call fake on that one for…

The scariest thing about the ouija board story is that a Chick Tract gained enough sentience to write it!

It definitely will. I think this is his first non-controlled public appearance since becoming President, likely to avoid this exact scenario. This will play 24/7 on CNN, MSNBC, and Fox News. Dude is gonna be pissed.

If it’s aiming for the realism of war, the part where you abandon the rebels to be ethnically cleansed should be interesting.

I was struggling with this as well. “Voting with my wallet” doesn’t do much when the last Blizzard product I bought was Overwatch at launch, but I can vote with my bandwidth, so to speak. If player population and lootbox sales are low for the Halloween event, maybe that will at least give them pause. 

I would buy this sequel.

When I was about 22 one of my close friends, T, completed suicide. His housemate found him. None of us knew what he’d been going through. He was the life and soul. It was hard.

CAUTION: Long post ahead. And I Heart NY, this was an especially cursed episode.

Two years ago, I got severely, awfully sick (probably the flu). I didn’t go to work for the entire week. It was all I could do just to keep myself drinking liquids and soup and shuffling to bed. The worst part was my husband was traveling for business, so I was all alone, just me and our sweet black cat Libby.

About 16 years ago I was single and living alone, for the first time ever, in my 1920s bungalow. I loved my little fixer upper, and I had found a nice antique English haberdashery armoire at an action house for only $100. My bedroom was the very back room of the house and had no closet, only my bed and this armoire. I…

Trigger warning: violent rape.

Two stories to share, if that’s OK.

My father has always been a history buff, specifically interested in The Battle of Little Bighorn. He began collecting items related to that time in history when I was in Jr. High, including uniforms, swords, a battle flag, letters and photos. He now frequently loans out to museums and historical societies, but for…