This is advocacy.
This is a theory, a treatise, and a call to action.
You either play video games, or you do not.
Most, if not all of you, are wondering where the hell I've been this past few months. I used to write with regularity for PIC, blogging about every two or three days chronicling my drunken escapades as an underage alcoholic making his way in the college world.
This is not advocacy.
This is not a statement of theory, a treatise, or a call to action.
You either smoke pot, or you do not.
We are all free men protected by the Constitution, as Jax Teller said.
Make your own choices. Let others make their own, as well.
I've been smoking cigarettes since I was 17. I can't quite remember why I started, but I think it had something to do with the homeless always asking me to bum them a Black & Mild, the object of my carcinogenic desires before I started on Death Sticks.
Many ages ago, I kick-started a feature on The Tyler Effect whereby I quickly and haphazardly sum up the crop of crap that litters the nation's theatres in an attempt to hold you, dear readers, from going insane, to ease you and cool you and cease the pain of these useless and pointless movies.
Hi, PIC Folk. I'm back, and I don't know the ins and outs of the new site yet, though I gotta hand it to Court and his tireless team of emaciated techno-chimps for turning out this polished little gem.