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1-800-Magic: a Shadowrun machinima from Rooster Teeth Hah. Love Machinima, love Shadowrun (dunno if I’ll love the new game, but what the hell). This is both.

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Gorgeous Tiny Chicken Machine Show (Episode 1) strangely compelling

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Have You Noticed…

…all the stuff that’s new on the blog? I’ve been favoring my Google Reader shared items. See the widget to the right? Click the “Read More” link at the bottom of the list to see all the stuff I’ve shared since I started using Google Reader as my RSS aggregator of choice. The Last.fm list. […]

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Kiwi! this is really really really good.

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Spinal Tap Reunites for Live Earth To Fight Global Warming Sweet Sweet Spinal Tap Love

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Sarah rode the bus up Minnesota Drive, towards downtown. Hands deep in her pockets, chill even in the warmth of the heated bus, she stared out the dirty scratched up window at the icy snow piles outside along the side of the road. Suddenly, a native face appeared at the bus window. The woman’s eyes […]

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THe problem was, she thought, that rapists looked no different than any other of the scum outside or in. Sara had been in corners of every dirty alley in Anchorage, it seemed. She sat in the university library, dressed as a student. She sat in the lobby of sleazy hotels, nice hotels, laundromats, everywhere she […]

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12.1

Sarah sat in the grocery store and brooded. It wasn’t that cold out this past couple of days, and her patrols had been pretty easy. She’d been avoiding staying in the same spot for longer than a few hours at a time. She had originally worried that the people who worked near where she sat, […]

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12 after a hiatus

Sister Mary welcomed Brother Mike into her apartment. “Hello, Michael.” He stared at her eyes for a full 5 seconds, before dropping his hungry gaze to her cleavage, then her bare midriff, then her lingerie clad pelvis and naked thighs. She suppressed a smile as he lingered there, shuddering in anticipation. This was almost too […]

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11.2

— Sarah sat in the alleyway. She wore clothing she’d bought from Salvation Army and Value Village. She had a big down coat with holes in the lining. That was over a woolen sweater that looked like christmas had vomited on it. She wore an old pair of woolrich bib overalls, dirty as all hell, […]

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