Thursday, August 10, 2023
Wednesday, July 26, 2023
Wednesday, July 19, 2023
FEAR - The topic of fear is addressed (originally part of the OvernightScape Central Episode "Fear"
"Push the triangle above to play", said the text.
Tuesday, July 11, 2023
Tuesday, May 23, 2023
Thursday, April 6, 2023
TITFOS review of the White Album
Join us on the ONSUG network, for ONSUG CENTRAL, this week's show, the White Album. Reviewing the Beatles album without a name.
Monday, February 20, 2023
Thursday, January 12, 2023
Dairy Bar Drop Out Bus
In a parallel dimension, there was an Aurora Drop Out Bus that traveled through the land of the peculiar. It was a bus that was specifically designed for those who had dropped out of Aurora University, but instead of seeking nature, they sought the odd and strange.
One day, the bus made a stop at a mysterious town called Diary Bar. As the students got off the bus, they noticed a peculiar woman sitting at the bar. She had long, green hair and a sly grin on her face. She introduced herself as Foxy Chick, the proprietor of the Diary Bar.
The students were immediately drawn to Foxy Chick's strange aura and peculiar personality. She showed them around the town, revealing its hidden secrets and strange inhabitants. They spent the whole day exploring the town and learning about its peculiar culture.
As the day came to a close, Foxy Chick invited the students to have dinner at her bar. She served them a bizarre meal and they sat around the bar, discussing conspiracy theories and eerie legends until the early hours of the morning.
The students had a peculiar and strange time at Diary Bar, and they knew they would never forget the experience. Foxy Chick had become a strange acquaintance, and they promised to come back and visit her again.
From that day on, the Aurora Drop Out Bus made a stop at Diary Bar every time it passed through the town. The students always looked forward to seeing Foxy Chick and spending time with her at her peculiar little bar.
Monday, January 9, 2023
Jean Shepherd
Excelsior you Fathead!
Jean Shepherd, a man of wit and charm,
A voice that could keep us all disarmed.
With tales of days gone by,
He filled our hearts and never made us sigh.
His words were magic, his humor sly,
He made us laugh until the tears ran dry.
From childhood adventures to grown-up woe,
He spun a yarn that we couldn't let go.
So here's to Jean Shepherd, a master of words,
Who left us with memories that will never be blurred.
We raise a glass and give a cheer,
For the man who brought us joy and cheer.
Poem: Atari
Atari, oh Atari,
A name that brings back memories.
Of pixelated graphics and bleeps and blips,
Of hours spent huddled around console ships.
From Asteroids to Space Invaders,
We battled on and became players.
With joystick in hand, we conquered worlds,
Our thumbs a blur as the action unfurled.
But time moves on and technology too,
And Atari was left feeling blue.
But still it lives on in our hearts and minds,
A symbol of a simpler, more innocent time.
Wednesday, December 21, 2022
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