Of late, I have been more open; inviting. I’d like to add honest and kind, but perhaps not...

It's 4.30a Monday; I haven't slept since Saturday and the buses don't start running for another hour. This is the sleep-deprived result of me writing whatever random crap flows into my head. A strange cross between a chat-room and an old-style text adventure which makes little, if any, sense.

Janine, an accountant for a para-military revolution, discovers a small discrepancy in her expense reports. Is this simply a book-keeping error? Or will the trail of clues lead her to discover something more sinister? Follow Janine's spiral into the darkest corners of The Revolution as she searches for the reason behind her mis-balanced ledgers.

A moment of life, spent listening to what was being said.

Set in the far distant future; the human race battles for freedom from the opressive Vishians fighters. Vishian's are bad on account of how they're the enemy. All written with fantastic skill because of how it tends to sound like it was written by a six year old. [Don't worry if you haven't ready any of the other Really Dumb Stories, they aren't related to each other]

Look what I did last night... Bored? Download a cheezy little game I wrote and while away the minutes.

Something I wrote last year, for someone I wish I could have known better.

It's been a while since I've posted anything. My appologies, but sometimes life intervenes, and sometimes we can't think of what to do, and sometimes we're just lazy. But sometimes, all that brings insights and ponderings

Of course, you've probably heard the expression "I like the cut of your jib." What is a jib? Who knows! Come see the other sayings that were under popular consideration

Wanton destruction of physical property in one easy lesson.