Let Them Eat Cake!

I once knew a woman who said “Let them eat cake!” or something like that. Actually I didn’t know her, it was Marie Antoinette whom as we all know didn’t live when I lived. I live now and she’s… well… pretty dead last time I checked. She also never actually said “Let them eat cake!”.

So all of that were lies. Delicious lies. Except for the cake part. There is cake, would you like to see it?

Life Is A Game With Permadeath

I was originally going to call this post “Anachronistic Aging And Preventing A Paradox” but who are we kidding— even for me — that’s stretching title creativity to its limits. So… I’m getting older and well… we all know what that means, right? Cake. It means cake.