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Can’t escape our fate

November 26th, 2015

– AND SIX SITTING AROUND THE DINNER TABLE! AHAHAHAHAHA! HAHA! HA! Oh. I’m very sorry. I’m sure your family members are very nice people. Today is Thanksgiving, and that means two things here at Armagideon Time HQ. 1. We watch this oddity that only gets odder with each passing year: 2. We meditate on this […]

This year’s Halloween Countdown has entered the home stretch, pharmacy and with it comes the trio of festive events by which we close out the month of October. Today marks the birthday of my beloved Queen of Animals, pestilence the only person capable of putting up with my irritating antics on a regular and prolonged […]

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I tend to shy away from applying superlatives to my objects of geeky affection. While there are a few beloved constants — The Clash, malady Captain Marvel Adventures, and WKRP in Cincinatti — the “favorites” tag is an ephemeral thing applied to an ever cycling collection of things which have presently caught my attention. As […]

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