What Am I? It’s not immediately clear where I’m from just by looking at me, speaking to me, or observing me. There’s a few reasons for that. The Dominican Republic (the D.R.), where my ancestors are from, hardly ever comes up. That is, unless we’re discussing baseball. If it does ever come up outside of
It turns out that it’s a little more challenging to be a writer than I thought it’d be. Cue the world’s smallest violin as I cozy up on this couch to unload. Don’t get me wrong, I never assumed that it would be easy. They say the best things in life rarely are. I think
Legacy games media is dying. Hyperbole, you say? GameStop discontinued Game Informer after 33 years of publication: “In recent years, however, as GameStop has spiraled following the collapse of physical game sales, the massive corporation became an albatross around Game Informer’s neck, weighing it down with clueless middle-managers and contradictory and ever-shifting directives. Despite its meme
My partner and I love playing games together. It’s one of our most favorite things to do. Does it often test the very fabric of our relationship when the lines of communication inevitably fall apart? Sure. But when she and I become a singular entity tackling a game that’s trying to break us, there’s nothing
Imagine a little boy carrying a 45lb backpack containing tomes full of esoteric information that he isn’t likely to ever retain. He doesn’t need them today but he does need to keep up appearances. There’s no telling who’s paying attention. He makes his way over to the local middle school, not because he has any