As fate would have it I was up at 3am. I awoke to the smell of an early burning breakfast that my father was making. It's his routine as of late. After deciding to stay up, and not go back to bed I headed straight on over to X (formerly Twitter) to raise a ruckus, to poke the bear, and see what kind of trouble I could get into. The topics of discussion did not disappoint. Had everything from Pam Bondi getting roasted over the Epstein debacle to talks about layoffs in the gaming industry, and whether or not gamers should criticize bad games.
Thursday, February 12, 2026
Wednesday, February 11, 2026
Don't Trust Internet Tech Advice When Setting Up Your Site - A Lesson Hard Learned
When I first got into blog reviews I was purely raw-dogging it, looking up every how-to video possible to setup my blogs, and trying to learn the review tools at my disposal. I went in ignorant to the fact that there's a certain sector of online tech help that has a rather shady reputation for fudging their way through the algorithm as the algorithm promoted source of information. I will refrain from saying the obvious race relations of that sector as to avoid backlash, but sometimes there's things in life that ring true regardless of whose feelings it hurts.
Monday, April 21, 2025
"Billy Has No Willy" A Lesson Filled Poem About A Wish Gone Wrong
Sometimes I can't help myself. I like to poke the bear. I like to rustle feathers, and today I thought up a poem to do just that. It's a poem about a boy named Billy who wished his willy away. I hope you enjoy it, and it is what it is ...
Highguard - A Prime Example of Extreme Expectations In A Greed Driven Industry
As fate would have it I was up at 3am. I awoke to the smell of an early burning breakfast that my father was making. It's his routine as...
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"The Bigot Tree" In a forest of giggles and glee, Stood a grumpy old Bigot Tree. With branches that scowled at the sky so blue, ...
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Most of you have seen my religious tweets over on X. I am a Christian, and was both saved and Baptized in my youth. That path I walked so na...
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Sometimes I can't help myself. I like to poke the bear. I like to rustle feathers, and today I thought up a poem to do just that. It...