Archimage’s Continuity

Happy National Barcode Day

Good morning.Have personal integrity. Time for the ceremonial coffee.

Plan for tomorrow: read relax eat hot wings play games (which I didn’t get to do today)

The world would be a happier place if people played more–not play to win, but play for the joy and fun of play. Too many have forgotten it. #life #success

I want a day without stress and strife.

Happy National Strawberry Parfait Day

Life doesn’t come with a minimap. Why do games? #gamedev

Many think that when they are rewarded by tons of money that they are doing the right thing. #life #greed #failure

When was the last time you got up to get down?

When was the last time you went outside and touched a plant without killing it? I recommend doing so. #zen #tao

Weird thought: are you in a town/city/state without a public library, why? I really want to know. #bookes #eduxarion #library #reading

“Drive sober, OK?” The bartender wiped the bar down with a dirty wet rag. “If you don’t you’ll end up watching a soccer game between penguins or gibbon stuffing.” #writing #throwawayline

Overheard: “a buddy of mine…” Obviously, your buddy isn’t a friend.

Politics isn’t a religion.

Going it alone doesn’t mean going rogue.

What’s the longest you’ve kept an Apple #watch band?

Orange nesting.

If you have no chill, it doesn’t make you hot.

Never refuse free food. But make sure someone eats it first. #life

Sometimes autocorrect doesn’t keep me from editing a post incorrectly.

“I grew up hating communism and racism regime. I didn’t see fascism sneaking up behind me, ready to subvert the foundation.” #writing

“Life isn’t an injection. It’s not a pill or powder. It is the ability to keep your eyes open in order to traverse the gauntlet.” #writing #life

I should travel the world more while I have the chance. It’s not something I will regret if I fail to do so, but it is something that time is circumstances are conspiring to take from me.

Vancouver: is the British spelling of Van Cover. snort<

“The two women, drunk on shots of tequila, clambered over the 7 foot wooden fence. The bar’s exit was, apparently, too pedestrian.” Observed and embellished. #writing