Just random thoughts
This morning, while I was sitting around and halfheartedly pondering the merits of playing Street Fighter in order to stay awake, an idea came to me.
As anyone who has read every Harry Potter book at least five times should know, Professor Trelawney has a tendency to drink cooking sherry when she's severely stressed out; this is referenced in Order of the Phoenix several times and at least once in Half-Blood Prince. This slightly unusual choice of alcohol is amusing, but entirely unimportant.
I realize that coming up with similes for life is a dreadfully pretentious, unavoidably clichéd, and melodramatic activity, but I think I've finally come up with one that works:
Life is like a game of Solitaire. You almost always fail, you never know what you're really doing, and even the most insignificant moves can end up drastically altering where you end up.
At least say it's better than my old one: "Life is like a piece of cardboard. It gets soggy if you
Outside the Pokémon fandom, the TCG is probably one of the most recognizable aspects of the franchise. You could make a case for it having largely generated the modern preconceptions of a trading card game (or, I suppose, the entirety of what some call childrens' card games ). When people think of Pokémon, the TCG is usually one of the first things they think of.
And yet within the fandom, the TCG is quite possibly the smallest of the various fandom niches. Weird.
My theory for
Y'know what's worse than the pony avatars?
The people who complain about the pony avatars.
The only thing worse than them?
The people who complain about the people who complain about the pony avatars.
The people who complain about the people who complain about the people who complain about the pony avatars? Pfft. Don't get me started.
The people who complain about the people who complain about the people who complain about the people who complain about the pony