It's been a long time since I blogged. Almost a year, probably. And this blog is a few weeks overdue, I probably should have posted it RIGHT after I released Mystery Manor, not a few weeks after but what can you do.

Nothing much has been going on. I have finished the first of what will probably become a trilogy of mystery games. If you are interested...Here's are some links:

Mystery Manor - YoYogames - Play (and rate?)

Mystery Manor - 64digits - Download (and rate?)

Mystery Manor - GMC More information

Other then that...It's been about a year since I released a game, so maybe this will get me back into it.

Oh and if you are/were a fan of my old blogs...I'll see what I can do about bringing my crazy antics back to 64digits.

The next step is Haunted Manor which will be based around trying to get rid of a ghost from a...manor.

I haven't actually started on Haunted Manor yet, but I'm hoping to get started soon. The third and final mystery game will probably be something along the lines of "Paradox Manor" and will be based around time travel.

That's it from me...And you guys are the first to hear about my plans for sequels, I hope that makes you feel special.

It was a gloomy day. Despite the condition i had a trip planned to explore a nearby forest. It's a somewhat popular forest and there have been a fair amount of stories to scare the little kiddies about it.

End of part one. Keywords = forest, trip, scary

I came to the nearest entrance. I was ready for an adventure. I had my sturdy hiking clothes, a flashlight, and some chips. I proceeded to walk into the forest and i noticed it was beginning to get darker and darker.

End of part two. Keywords = entrance, equipment, dark

I was wandering around when i stumbled upon a cave. Some bats came soaring out ready for their nightly feast. It scared the hooblehorfs out of me. You might think that i would explore the cave. Let me explain something to you, a dark cave in the middle of no where at night with not many people around and limited supplies. I quickly shooed the thought of entering out of my head.

End of part three. Keywords = cave, hooblehorfs, smart

I headed north-west approximately five steps before i decided to go north-east. After a while i saw a man in some bushes. I called out to this man asking him if he wanted to share some of my potato chips. When i came closer i noticed he was pretty hairy and resembled the general description of a sasquatch. I ran.

End of part four. Keywords = bushes, man, sasquatch

Now i'm not saying it was a sasquatch. But i am saying it was either a really hairy man, or a sasquatch. But probably a sasquatch.

The moral of this story is to save your hiking endeavors for the afternoon.

Everyone was at their stations, things were going according to plan. We were ready, ready for The Great Bamboozle.

We had been waiting for this day for a long time. Murphy pointed out that it would be the greatest day of his life. Petey also thought it to be a big deal, but was less enthusiastic because he thought we would get caught.

The plan was simple, we would sneak in, and put a painted (painted to match the color of the chair) jelly donut on every chair. Likewise for the teacher's chair with the exception that we put three jelly donuts there.

We sneaked in, which was surprisingly difficult when you have a couple boxes of jelly donuts in your hands. It was lunch time, so all the teachers were no where to be seen. We entered the room making a great deal of noise because Ol' Petey was complaining that he couldn't eat some of the donuts.

After we got in, we proceeded to place all of the jelly-filled donuts on each individual chair. We giggled in glee and in victory. As we exited, we were spotted by a janitor mopping the halls. We ran.

We pulled our hoods up so he couldn't see who we were as he chased us down the hall. We hid in the janitor's closet, which seemed like a good idea at the time. Apparently he gave up but he had to get supplies from there anyway.

We got caught, yes. But they couldn't actually find that we did anything, so they let us go.

We all walked to the classroom, knowing in just minutes everyones' backside would be splattered with jelly. We sat down in our chairs. Being the smart/dumb people we were, we put donuts on our chairs too to throw them off.

It actually felt pretty good. The cool gel really relieved me from all that running.

The look on everyone's face (especially the teacher's) was priceless. I almost popped a couple blood vessels trying to hold in my amusement.

It was a successful afternoon. Besides the fact that my pants had jelly on them. I was happy.

The moral of this story is jelly donuts are good for more than just eating.

It all started one late afternoon when i decided to take a walk around the block. I put on some shorts and i exited through my front door. I walked to the curb and noticed a car was coming. I don't enjoy getting hit by cars, so i waited for it to pass before crossing. Although, i can't say i looked left, right, and then left again.

I made it to the other side of the street and started on my journey. As i got to the street corner, a crazy poodle started barking it's head off at me. The owner of said poodle laughed at me. I was secretly laughing inside at him because he had a poodle. Just when i thought things couldn't get worse, the poodle snapped the leash and started chasing me.

I ran as fast as i could, but i was no match for the poodles speed and endurance. It quickly caught up to me and jumped on me. I fell over and it started licking me like crazy. The guy walked over and almost died of laughter and started calling me ridiculous names like poodle lips.

After a few minutes of embarrassment, he managed to get "Fluffy" off of me. I didn't finish my walk that day, but i always wondered what would have happened if the poodle didn't attack me.

The moral of this story is to always be suspicious of men with poodles.

So i was scarfing down a bucket of chicken at KFC yesterday. I reached for a drumstick and i began to realize something.



My shoes were untied, and this was unacceptable. I quickly tied them in a double loop fashion not even thinking twice if i should use a monkey knot or not.



I also realized my drink was running empty. My thirst needed to be quenched, and an empty cup just couldn't do that for me. I walked over and filled it with a Coca-Cola(tm) beverage and was on my way back when the worst happened. I tripped on a slippery floor because the side in Spanish was facing me.



The moral of this story is don't take your upright stature for granted.