Hate and Nudity
Fun with search terms.
Collective Chocolateness
I’m genuinely impressed by the global, decades-long lie that is Nutella
Two Dental Mirrors and a Bottle of Expectorant
True Grit does for westerns what Miller’s Crossing did for gangster movies: make me begrudgingly like them.
Twee’s Company
A little charm goes a long way, and I think Ilomilo lapped me.
This is why I can’t finish nice things
My favorite game so far in 2011 has surprised me. (Spoiler: It’s called A World of Keflings)
Shameless
More insomnia means a curiously revealing and yet still dull year-end list.
Joyful Noise
Alternate post topics: favorite colors, this wacky dream I had, how I really need to get a Tumblr blog for this kind of stuff.
Sour Milk
A writer suggests that the It Gets Better project is toothless, feel-good slacktivism, and I’m reluctantly forced to play the “you wouldn’t understand” card.
Seven Days
Sometimes you just have to know when to quit.
You’ll Only Need the Edge
Is Yogi Bear the first movie ad campaign to successfully break through the Hipster Barrier?
Burying the lede
The Washington Post, Don’t Ask Don’t Tell, and the inability to catch a break even when numbers are on your side, for once.
The Hills Have EyeToys
I wrote an article about horror movies, videogames, and how to get players to give a damn about your story.