Welcome back to Nocturnes Magazine, an inside-Wumbo Wednesday inside look at my diceball team in an attempt to get the Hippo to write an unabridged history of the several hundred year reign of Bernard Gilkey at Pretend Man City. WE'D ALL READ IT. --- The Nocturnes started their inaugural campaign by taking
Tag: Senor I thought we said keep it under 1000 words
Wumbo Wednesday With Weaselo: Let him go, let him go, God bless him.
Your Boredom Alleviating Thursday Afternoon Thread
It's better than drinking the wateriness of Senor Weaselo's Scottish Breakfast tea that he got last December for Christmas. It's decidedly meh. Which is unfortunate because I like my Assams. Well, onto Senorita Weaselo's Hong Kong Black Tea she bought me. I know that's the good stuff. I'd say "onto the news"
Your “Isn’t This the Part…” Final Friday Evening Thread of 2018
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a4ZlWEQ17ns Another year, gone and done. Things happened, and now those things are part of the annals of history—no, I said annals, with two Ns, not, never mind. We got a lot to do in this final Friday post, so let's get it started. I want to start off by congratulating everybody
BRING BACK MATT! The DFO Interview: Matt Ufford
House of Pain: No Heat ‘Til Brooklyn (Or, a Third Hot Sauce Expo Recap)
Partying in the Underworld
Your Even More Hastily Put Together 2017 MLB Recap and Postseason Preview
“Dingers, Dingers!” Your Monday Evening HR Derby/ANW Open Thread
Boots on the Ground at the NYC Hot Sauce Expo 2: Fear the Reaper
(Electric Boogaloo didn't quite cut it, nor did The Quickening. Maybe Back 2 Tha Hood but that doesn't work for Greenpoint, too hipster… where was I? Oh yeah.) So another year, another expo, another evening and following day of gastrointestinal discomfort, all that good stuff. I don't have to give as








