Oh, bother. Please bear with me as I find a suitable location to set up camp.

Not the best of days. I'm feeling down at the trailer park, but I'm still standing.

Where am I? I've woken up in a brand-new world. Unfortunately, it seems I've forgotten some things.

With the primaries (mostly) done, we must prepare for a new deluge of political junk mail, robocalls, and FUD.

The die has been cast. I've done all I can to prepare for this one last blood moon horde. This is the last day in Navezgane (alpha 21).

(Part 2 of 2) This is it. The last days in Navezgane. Soon, the last blood moon horde will come. Will I survive?

(Part 1 of 2) This is it. My last days in Navezgane. Soon, the last blood moon horde will come. Will I survive?

Well, it looks like my blog accidentally became a gaming channel. Ha! I hope to change that eventually.

I would like to see some changes in Oklahoma’s primary system—not because of my particular political party but for everyone, so more people can have a chance to vote

Time for another blood moon horde. Did all my ammo grinding and platform prep pay off?

The next blood moon horde is tomorrow! I need to generate some ammo stat! Then, it'll be time to head back to Camp Mushroom and get the horde platform ready.

Doing a few more jobs for Trader Bob. The second one took me to a little community on the edge of the wasteland. Did I stumble upon a ... Whataburger!? I could go for a good hamburger.