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Nanette, or the Fulfillment of Comedy, or What a Long, Strange Trip It's Been

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Part One: My History with Comedy I never really got into listening to stand-up comedy until around 2007, when a friend from youth group, Kyle, let me listen to his iPod on the way down to Panama City Beach, where our summer camp retreat was. I had heard about this comedian Mitch Hedberg mostly from my own curiosity regarding my favorite soft drink at the time, Mr. Pibb, and what its history was. I mean, I knew it was a Dr Pepper knockoff, but what spurred the Coca-Cola Company to create such a niche competitor? Why make a 23-flavor soda with more cherry and cinnamon than usual? Why was it still a competitor despite being a joke whenever it was mentioned? And by the way, who in the hell was this Mitch Hedberg and is there anything else to that Mr. Pibb college degree joke? Kyle had an admirable selection of music on his iPod - music that would later shape my own tastes regarding post-hardcore, Christian rock, and classic rock; stuff that I recognized from another person'...

The Investigator

They says I can'ts be good. They says I has to be bad. Really bad. I knows I'se cans be good. I knows deep down in my heart thats I cans be good. Peoples tells me otherwise. Peoples says lots of scary things, like me's being evil because of original sinses. That koboldkindses is bad and is always bad. Maybe that's why I'se had to fight uphills just to be what I wants to be. Not another thief or a funny little sidekick, but something that tieses into the rich history of koboldses. My name is Killy Brambleberry and I'se an investigative journalist. I lives in The City - not as big as other cities, but it's good. Good enoughs for a kobold like me. Lots of cool foods, cool stores, and cool buildings - a city that's the best shiny. A city of glass. My apartment is my apartment. Forgotten rich uncle gives me lots of monies at discorporation and I buy a nice place. Studio apartment - a bedroom with an open kitchen with a grand view of The City. The city...

Headcanons and Fan Theories, or Somehow the Most Despised Things in Fandom

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Chapter One: Samus Aran is a Transgender Woman. Deal With It. People don't like headcanons for some reason. People like fan theories, but they don't like headcanons. "But wait!" you may shout as you emerge from your birdbath of Mountain Dew Baja Blast (TM), "Headcanons are the same as fan theories! 'Headcanon' is just a more personalized approach to them!" Well, you're right - headcanons are fan theories tailor-made for you - but the Internet has collectively decided that headcanons are worse than fan theories. Entertaining the incredibly niche possibility that the buff space bounty hunter woman from Metroid 's "newhalf" nature might not just refer to her unique mix of Chozo and human DNA but also her gender identity is somehow worse than those theories that propose that all the kids in Ed, Edd, 'n Eddy  were dead this entire time and that Peach Creek is merely a purgatory that happens to resemble an incom...