Every night, the revolutionaries make their marks, and every morning, the drones scrub them clean.
They met on the balcony, in the patch of artificial grass just out of sight of the cameras. Smoke drifted from the end of Kensa's slim e-cig as she looked down at layer upon layer of cars, down in the smog-flooded lower levels. "The revolution is coming," the analyst said. His face was gaunt and... Continue Reading →
I'm borrowing I Hate Everything's tagline here because there isn't a more eloquent way to put it. Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones is the worst thing in the history of everything ever. George Lucas had two years to revise the things that went wrong in The Phantom Menace and learn from the criticism it got to... Continue Reading →