Eldritch millennial is low on iron
Being a millennial of a certain age has its perks. You’ve usually got a firm idea of who you are.
Eldritch millennial drags Miss Mac into monster-strewn hellscape
So apparently this is a gaming blog now. I have made a category for it. The big news from the
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Eldritch millennial angers the wrong dinosaur
Dear Diary, Today I had to slay a mobile version of Jabba the Hutt, and then an Angry Dino-Bird with
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Eldritch millennial can’t ride dragons so she’ll hunt them
I’ve never been a fan of turn-based RPGs. That is why I did not actually pick up Baldur’s Gate 3
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Eldritch millennial interested in murder jellyfish
The Eldritch Millennial and Miss Mac watched the Baldur’s Gate 3 teaser and marveled at the characters. Specifically the weird
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Eldritch millennial disappointed in breakfast burrito
Sing, muse, of the breakfast burrito The promised deliciousness of daybreak Eggs, bacon, hash: That which is so fulfilling Warming
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Eldritch millennial obsesses over toe jam
Something about a massage brings out all my insecurities. It’s weird, right? Here you have a practice that is (mostly)
Eldritch millennial gets phone-shamed
I am not a technophobe. Do I keep my electronics and equipment for a long time? Yes. I’m ancient enough
Eldritch millennial learns about cockroach sex
Three articles caught my eye in the Times today: Mike Pence being forced to testify, something about “Peak Croissant,” and
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Gone eldritch
This will probably end up living somewhere else on the site eventually, but for now: A long, long time ago,