Ho Cakes

“You hungry, handsome?” she said to me the morning after as my bleary eyes tried to focus.

“Sure thing. Hoe cakes.” I replied, still trying to get my mouth to enunciate properly.

“What did you just say?” she quipped back, a hint of anger in her voice.

I rubbed my eyes, sitting up in my narrow bed. That had been a fun night’s adventure. “I said yeah, I’m hungry. Please make some hoe cakes.”

“Oh.” she answered, all cheery again.

Sometimes it was good to play all innocent. Continue reading

Blog Banter 44: Is there anybody out there?

The local chat channel provides EVE players with an instant source of intel of who is in the system. With a quick glance you can tell who is in system and what your standings are to them. War targets, hated enemies, friends and corp mates all stand out clearly. Is this right? Should we have access to this intel for free with no work or effort? Should the Local chat channel even exist? Should normal space be more like wormhole space where the Local channel appears empty until someone speaks? Continue reading