Well, I had a much better weekend than the last one. Finally over my cold, once the lousy weather on Saturday cleared up I got outside to mow the lawn one final time for the year, and headed out for a photo shoot for a few hours before the daylight was spent. I even found a crucial ingredient for my Halloween costume. It's amazing that I spent weeks checking online and physically going to stores for something that turned out to be in my room the whole time. I don't know half the things I have in here. I bet have one of those Nazi face-melter boxes in here somewhere too. There are a few things that can't be found in my room, although I can find some of those while in my room, such as this week's PHANTASMIC LINKS:
(1) I literally lost hours completing Time Fcuk as I navigated rooms increasingly difficult to escape, all the while “helped” by messages from myself at different points in time. It gets especially creepy when the growth on my head gained sentience, as my future self foretold....
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MCF is a mild-mannered
artist from the suburbs.
His knowledge of obscure
comic book characters
is more powerful than Gladiator
of the Shi'ar Imperial Guard on
an ego-trip. Able to leap topics
in a single sentence faster than
a speeder-bike on the moon of
Endor, MCF has never written
about himself in the third person
and now dreads the day he
utters aloud the fateful phrase,
"MCF is gettin' upset!"