Fission Looping Story 10/29/2014:I just played Dominion on Goko against a random for the first time in like a year. And: I hereby coin the term: fission loop – A turn that uses the discard pile multiple times to purchase new cards for the current turn’s play area. e.g. Renee used contiguous Throne Rooms and […]

Read More Tweak’s coined expressions

What did you do? Fear turned to hate? Red into blue? Lust flipped boredom, violet to black? False contradiction? Fiction to fact? A poet’s words are his breath… Is silence his death? How the poet was silenced: Eye contact of an invisible thread, the psychic nano-tube intra-neuronal link: you didn’t take my breath, or steal […]

Read More When you leave a poet speechless (poem)

My news of poorly planned travels created laughter at the lunacy my story unraveled. An aspiring harper, singer, and poet walking London alone, my wallet was stolen, as was my phone.   “Then sing us a song!” They yelled through their KFC. “Yea, let’s let see!” curiously phrased and chomping with glee.   “No way.” […]

Read More Some Luck From the Irish (poem, anecdote)

My company had a policy called 6S to keep the place tidy looking*To the tune of Oompa Loompa* Gemba gemba dupity doo it is time to sort for you:What will we do if you have a cluttered desk?How will you pass the neatness test …I don’t like the look of it…need to try a little bit. Gemba gemba dupity doo it […]

Read More A Parody of 6S (anecdote)

We competed for ‘our’ amusement under a blaring sun in 100+ degree weather in a field on the outskirts of a swamp. Disease carrying ticks, virus wielding mosquitos, and venomous bees surrounded our bare feet. We were only 7 years old. The current activity, “SPUD,” was designed around anti-escape conditioning. Even though we wouldn’t be […]

Read More POW Camp: July 17, 1995 (anecdote)

A seemingly sad moment… Just like graduation from school, the last game with a team, or leaving a job, we’re going to lose a forum. I didn’t go to Luck and Levity as much as I would have liked, but you all probably feel the same way. Greg Matta and I became instant friends while […]

Read More Goodbye Luck and Levity! (anecdote)

Skyward dots…Changing. Growing.My description fails to explain a monumental beauty. I’m alone. Why are my peers sunblind? They forget the moment the moon hid, when a sky-long shimmer dimly gleamed. Black canvas peppered white…what an incredible riddle!Ancients look through the night,a translucent band in the middle.

Read More Wondrous Heavens? No Wonder. (poem)

The factory floor is completely dark, but my path illuminates before me. It is nearly Monday. The motion sensors in the room are very specific to the working areas in order to save money. Walking through this giant room, roughly 2×2 city blocks in size, the lights illuminate millions upon millions of dollars of assembly […]

Read More Midnight Pratt (anecdote)

Cowards will toutfeigning strength shout:“conquest withoutemotional doubt!” Brave men won’t poutlove’s painful bout;feel chest-aimed clouttear their hearts out.

Read More Bravest Route (poem)