Under about 348 stacks of rice paper was

Under about 348 stacks of rice paper was one key. Little did Gabby know that it was blue, when the Aqua-Marine key that she had been told was in this location was miles away.

This adventure game made no sense. "Key is not here. Key you want is miles away." All this after searching 348 sheets of rice paper? The title "Useless Taskmaster" should have been

been the tipoff. But then I shouted, "What is this viral marketing bullshit. Fuck!" The echoes slowly died in the silence. Stupid adventure game and lost key.

The Adventure Game Therapy Clinical Trial for People With Anger Management Issues was a stupid idea, but I needed the cash. I knew they were watching as I searched for the lost key

from the witch king's chest of audit reports, so I feigned interest. "OK,I get out my laser pointer & enter the cubicle maze.I'm leaving a trail of paperclips." "You see a shredder

the mirror and realized a new message had been received. I tip-toed around the room trying not to wake "it" and wondering who was texting my kid at 1 a.m. "Dad? Do you hear it

performing the Queen of the Night aria from The Magic Flute as well?" Our "it" was snoring, but singing no opera. My child was brilliant but, alas, schizophrenic. Then "it" awoke.

Screaming...certainly not opera, but to a novice audience "it" was close enough. At the conclusion of "it's" aria, the crowd leapt to its feet, hailing my child as the next great

recombination of Maria Callas & Luciano Pavarotti. Lucianaria Pavarottallas sounded glorious, but it couldn't Handel its new moniker & ended up 'doing a Tosca', sad to relate.