Don’t Let The Butt Bugs Bite!

I think, as a writer of melodrama, the greatest opportunities come from reading something that is akin to getting ice water in the face when one is comfortably warm and dry.

The Continuing Sto-o-o-ory of a Quack Who’s Gone to the Sims

I’m of that age, yes, when the Muppet Show was on broadcast television. I’m also of the age when The Sims first came out. My first Sim experience was a disaster, a sad and lonely little digital guy who tended to sit in his bathtub and cry because he had no friends. Moving on.