It’s 1989. There’s a Civil War in Lebanon and the USSR has begun to pull out of Afghanistan. But I’m sitting on my bike – a Morrison Sidewinder – outside DEKA on Ruataniwha Street in Waipukurau, Central Hawkes Bay. I don’t know … Continue reading A Door, Once Opened.
I don’t like violence. It nauseates me. This is obviously an issue when it comes to gaming. I’m continually surprised by the sheer volume of titles that are predicated on reducing people to mincemeat. Likewise, I’m astounded by how popular these titles … Continue reading Squid Pro Quo