Not being satisfied with your job at a game company is, if not yet lucrative, at least a growing pastime. There are those who are trying to make it a paying profession and then there are those who just want to help. Welcome to the world of savethegms.com, a place where everyone knows your name and if they don’t they will shortly. A place where you, the dissatisfied former game company employee, can announce your dissatisfaction to the world at large and help others do the same. What have we come to? And how long will it take Verant to have this website removed? Stay tuned for the answer to these and other exciting questions.
When I was a young punk I dyed my hair, sneered at everyone, and thought “Kill your parents” was an arch joke. Now my generation dyes their hair (to hide the grey), sneers at the camera, and exhorts you to let your parents die for their stock options. We have
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As entertainment a while back, I used to tell the story of World War One. It was great fun at parties. I’d get rolling during work lunches at bougie little lunch places, and half of the establishment would be staring balefully at our table around the time I cut