The Death Of Toby Mulholland Vol. 3
Another adventure in the newest sci-fi dystopia serialisation of a story which will not be seen in a cinema near you.
The Death of Toby Mulholland Vol. 2
In the hands of fate lies a dilemma: would we ever be safe; could we ever survive; should we ever have come?
The Death Of Toby Mulholland
Vinyl formation. Hot glue gun apotheosis. Interminable joy. A frustration in the eyes of the mad man.
A Statute Of Limitations On Presents
What if a gift is shit? If the person who has bought the gift couldn’t give two rats arses about what the recipient derives enjoyment from or can make use of in their lives, then the gift will usually be utter crap.
The Agency of Chaos
The Independent Group were met with a mixture of celebration and contempt: a perfect name for a British theme pub if ever there was one.
Doctor Doctor, Please
I would love to do a podcast or a vlog with a doctor. It’s been on my mind for a while now. There would only be one rule: No discussions of ailments.
Interminable Joy
It’s not a good thing when a gun-shot is the most predictable outcome of a meeting, but that’s the way it had always been with Bob and Larry; they just couldn’t express affection any other way.
The Lightbulb Moment (H&S Part 5)
Starfish explosions across the retina; a confusion of sounds, both unreal and real; blurred inputs and solid outputs meshed together.
If Mexico (H&S Part 4)
Today’s lesson would be on the topography of internal spaces. You see, young Sambal was not in the same physical location as himself. Why, that would have been too easy. He needed more time to do.
A Word From Our Sponsor (H&S Part 3)
Sambal looked in the mirror as the mission parameters kicked in: Herb had set up the contacts in a reverse pattern, so his synapses were generating more noise than signal.
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