Warhammer 40,000

In the grim darkness of the future there is only war, and a complete and utter lack of doughnuts. What’s that about? Imagine all the bloodshed that could have been spared had there been a dozen doughnuts at a table where people were meant to sit and talk.


 

2020 – The Year of Papa Nurgle – Part 4

We are well into June now. The end of June actually. My hobby rut has its grip on my throat. Tyson and I are still doing the Blackstone Fortress thing online occasionally.

At this point Covid-19 has been a part of the world’s vocabulary for half of a year. Insane. What’s even more so is, it’s still not looking like it will be ending anytime soon…

2020 – The Year of Papa Nurgle – Part 2

2020 has thrown us all a curveball in the form of Covid-19. And it would appear that I was not spared. In hindsight, I am not surprised that I got sick. Before the lockdown, I used to use packed to the doors public transportation regularly, probably didn’t wash my hands as much as I should have, and I’ve never had the best of immune systems.

So here I was, still recovering. Not allowed to go to work.

2020 – The year of Papa Nurgle – Part 1

2020, a now infamous year in world history. For various reasons. It will end up in history books, medical studies, and no doubt eventually in cinema (if it hasn’t already). Also, I am sure grandparents will regale stories to their grandchildren about the year that people literally fought for toilet paper and Lysol. Hoarding them all.