"I just love the snow!" she giggled. "My office called and said we didn't have to come in because the roads are slippery so I can go make snow angels and then later I'll have a cup of hot cocoa with marsh mellows!" Her eyes scrunched up and a childish grin spread across her face. The tragedy was that, while she basked in a return to youth brought on by the frozen precipitation,  she was completely oblivious to the doom hurtling directly at her face. A doom in the form of a fist attached to the end...

  Played two games of Hansa Teutonica (or Hanzesteden, as it´s called here). It's not a bad game, it's well designed. But it is sorely lacking in ideas.   Can you see the difference between this and the Thurn & Taxis board? The board looks like that of Thurn und Taxis. Not just because it's the same area, but also in design...

This week it will be four month since the fire and we still don't have a written itemization of what is getting torn out and rebuilt on the interior of our house. Four fucking months! If you have ever had your car wreaked you know how this works. You can't take the car into a shop to get it repaired until an adjuster takes a look at it. Imagine it took four months for the adjuster to get out and look at your car. I've called our adjuster every week since Thanksgiving, and every week he...

  I love cartoons. Comics, animation, graphic novels, posters — whatever. If its imaginative and intriguing I want to visually devour it, greedily examining every detail until my hunger for colorful, humorous,and often bizarre ideas is satiated. But until fairly recently I overlooked a prime source for such cool immersive art: games.  Sure, as a kid I spent countless hours organizing my MTG collection, but never did Wizards of the Coast capture my imagination with their illustrations more than Calvin and Hobbes, Far Side, or Marvel Comics. But now, a...

"Sir!" booms the voice of the lord of the manor. He stands in the luxuriously appointed parlor of the ancestral mansion bequeathed to him upon the death of his father. "What is the meaning of this? Explain yourself at once!" The butler steps back allowing the newcomer to fully enter the room. He says nothing but the disapproval upon his face shows his disdain more than any words he might utter. Upon the couch, the lady of the house fans herself. Her eyes wide with shock and outrage. She lifts one gloved  hand to her...