Welcome to the Screamsheet! This place can best be described as a reflection of my weird and fragmented personality. Here you’ll find rants both childish and mature, fiction both published and unpublished, music, videos, and anything else that might wander across my brain.
Liking something is an emotional experience that doesn’t always sync up with a logical mindset. There are several things which my rational mind recognizes as terrible but which I personally can’t get enough of. This is an examination of some of those things.
It’s worth noting that these are not guilty pleasures. A guilty pleasure is something that you feel bad about liking (i.e., the way Americans should feel about our obsession with reality TV). I feel no guilt or shame over liking these things – I just recognize that, from any logical and sensible perspective, they are terrible. Continue reading
I have a habit of starting Pathfinder games as nothing more than beer and pretzel affairs, only to see them develop into something bigger. One of the prime examples of that would be my ongoing Night Below campaign, which has moved beyond the boxed adventure that serves as its namesake and is now borrowing heavily from the Wrath of the Righteous adventure path.
It’s been a couple of months since I’ve been able to run this game, and when I can’t run a game I tend to mull things over a lot and let certain ideas stew. This has led me to realize that what began as an excuse to string a bunch of dungeon crawls together has actually developed some Nietzschean themes over the past few years.
Seeing Eva manhandle Paradigm in a suit she’s barely familiar with confirms something I have long suspected about myself: I am an idiot. I’ve invented gadgets that allow me to stand toe to toe with gods, move planets out of their orbit, and most recently travel through time, and none of it matters. Unlike Eva, I can’t think on my feet.
Fortunately, given some prep time, I can still come up with remarkably well-crafted strategies. And beating Paradigm in a fistfight was never my Plan A.
Hal Jordan (the Green Lantern) and Barry Allen (the Flash) are best buddies. It makes sense that they would be, because they’ve got a whole lot in common. For example, they each destroyed the universe.