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A Ledgered Meal: Devil's Dill, NE Portland

Portland’s late night staple Devil’s Dill has opened a new outpost on Killingsworth, and we finally got around to giving their sandwiches a try for an early lunch to-go. Eating on an empty stomach is one thing; contemplating a nosh with a head clogged with the day’

The Portal Commons: Designer's Notes

From Fountains to Fasteners: How a Trip to the Bay Area Became a Game About Community Infrastructure The Portal Commons started decomposing in my head while waiting to board a flight home from Oakland in early June. Not decomposing in the sense of decay, but like organic matter breaking down

What We've Been Doing in the Shadows

A field guide for practitioners learning to collaborate with LLMs in the real world If you've ever dropped container logs into ChatGPT at midnight, or asked an LLM to analyze Terraform diffs so you could see what really changed, or had it skim a PDF you didn'

From Elixir to Pop: Distilling JRPGs Down to Their Essence

Or: How we went from critiquing 300-page "baby toon grind" simulators to creating a complete JRPG in two pages The Problem with JRPG Adaptations Picture this: You love Final Fantasy, Chrono Trigger, and Tales of Symphonia. The stories of friendship conquering impossible odds, communities rebuilding after disasters,

Not Dead Yet: The Monster That Refuses to Die

More than four decades after its resurrection in the Reagan era, trickle-down economics continues to terrorize Western economic policy like Jason Voorhees stalking the shores of Crystal Lake. Despite substantial evidence questioning its effectiveness and coinciding with periods of economic carnage, this slasher ideology keeps coming back, seemingly indestructible

The Blood Keep

A Festering Warren Beneath the Earth The Call of Crimson Dreams In the deepest hours of night, when fever breaks across your brow and consciousness wavers between sleep and waking terror, you see it—a vision carved in rust and shadow. The Blood Keep calls to you through dreams thick

From Compost to Collapse

Dungeon Manager Blues (DuMB) did not arrive in a single flash of inspiration. It emerged through slow decomposition — a composting process of conversations, discarded drafts, and persistent analytical friction. The twenty-four hours between first sketch and finished chassis weren’t an act of inspired genius; they were a running

Field Notes from the Wreckage

Day 3,247 of the Forever War. Location: Somewhere in the rubble between the barricades. They're fighting over the body. His corpse hasn't even cooled and it's already been drafted into service by both armies. One side wants to turn him into a martyred

What Does "Winning" Look Like in 2025?

The debate started over flags at protests—whether waving the Stars and Stripes at anti-Trump demonstrations was tactically sound or morally bankrupt. But that exchange, like most political arguments these days, quickly spiraled into bigger questions about purity versus pragmatism, and why one side seems to keep winning while

Simply Just Here

The Critic, the Ideological Range Life, and How We Got There A Finnish Bluesky user recently posted about how reading Hitler's Mein Kampf hadn't turned him into a Nazi, questioning the whole "monkey see, monkey do" anxiety that drives so much contemporary cultural criticism.