DK Bananza is the most wonderfully depressing game. It’s clearly the work of lifelong game developers mentoring novices and it’s the kind of game we’d have a lot more of if game publishers actually let game development be a stable, life-long career for people.

It is June 2001. I sneak out early on a half day to pick up a Glacier Blue Game Boy Advance and a bunch of games that I paid for with my own money from flipping burgers.

Joke’s on Zaslav I never stopped calling it HBO Max

I hope they add these lil freaks to Mario Kart World

Deee-Lite ass lookin Pokémon

Here’s Henry Rollins and Cyndi Lauper singing Rise Above, in case you needed that today. youtu.be/oNnGmq99Xv4?...

Today I’m thankful for the poppers and lube I found in the bedside drawer of my Airbnb

Fun thing about living in LA is that sometimes you’ll see someone being a dickhead about bringing their dog into the grocery store, then later you see them again on Hulu in a thumbnail for a movie.

In terms of country album pivots, Ween could do Texas Hold ‘Em but Beyoncé could never do Piss Up a Rope

Thank god they made the “What We Do in the Shadows” opening credits before generative AI

In honor of me finally deleting Twitter, here are my drafts. Be free brainworms