This week on Play All The Nintendo, I trudge through some bad headers to get to a lovely trio of puzzlers from Hal Laboratory.
I’m starting to think Will is using me to put these together when he wants a day to screw around and not produce content…
The end of the world as we know it?
How do you feel about this?
Football has its own WrestleMania today!
On games that you can play with both the grandparents and the 7-year olds.
My relationship with Joss Whedon is complicated.
Maybe you only need to visit Adventure Island 3 times to shake off the bad games of your past…
Does pop culture necessarily lead to authoritarians and totalitarians?
This started off as a joke when I proposed it; now I’m serious and think it would make for a good course.
The Royal Rumble!
Games that are good for largish groups of strangers/co-workers
Some coaches want us to believe very much that they have nothing at all to do with what their players achieve, or don’t achieve, on the court.
Work Friends? Sometimes Do Things? Together?
The Women’s March… Trying to figure out what happened.
This week on Play All The Nintendo! I trudge my way through almost 3 Advanced Dungeons & Dragons games.
A less-than-fair review
Learnin’, Learnin’, Learnin’, Lord my brain is burnin’, rawhide…
A recommendation for Kubo and the Two Strings
Also, thank goodness for planes with little televisions in the back of the seat in front of you
The legacy of President Obama will be debated for decades to come, but it’s not too early to think about his relationship with the Arts.
On Limitations (orthe lack thereof) Creating Genres
The Scouring Of The Shire, Proverbially
This week on Play all the Nintendo, I cover Abadox and two Addams Family games.
Damn it, Gerry.
What I saw instead of Rogue One, to my great surprise and delight.
This week I tackle 720°, 8 Eyes, and A Nightmare On Elm Street
Man walks into a deli and asks “Have you get frog’s legs ?”
Words are hard.
The beauty and power of the opening passage.
Trust No One.
Keep Your Laser Handy.
It’s time for some skating and some inter-generational conflict.
Let the Texans have their truck. Leave the rest of us alone. Sedans are also authentic.