My first name is a random set of numbers and letters and other alphanumerics that changes hourly forever
My last name, a thousand vowels fading down a sinkhole to a sussurus, couldn’t just be John Doe or Bingo
My address, a made up language written out in living glyphs, lifted from demonic literature and religious text
Telephone uncovered by purveyors of the Ouija, then checked against the CBGB women’s room graffiti
My social, a sudoku
My age is obscure
My ‘in-case-of-emergency’ is in the daisies chasing birds
Employed by trillionaires with perfect teeth and pores, and people who open doors for the people who open doors
My medical history is a course at SUNY Buffalo
Charlatan psychiatry and troubleshooting undertow
Nervous in the service still,
I’m burger meat and purple pills
“Here, thank you. We’ll call your name.”
Sure you will
- Aesop Rock, “Shrunk”









I ran Lich path on my first run of WOTR and it might be my favorite CRPG experience I’ve ever played. You’re evil, but you’re lawful evil, and the game gives you the opportunity to lean more lawful which I did. Excellent example of being smart evil instead of stupid evil which is exactly how I think a proper lich should be portrayed.