There's a strange phenomenon out in the multiverse that I like to call the Shifting Sands theory. Kind of an artifact that popped up after all the universes were synced up again. And let me tell you, the ramifications of such events are a consistent strain on the ol' hard drive.

They say home is where the heart is. Which in this case is probably for the best because their home got smashed to pieces. Luckily, they also say the universe provides. So I'm sure something will come along. Or it won't, and if that happens...well, as they say, that's just how the cookie crumbles.

If I didn't know any better, I'd say these folks were having a little too much fun with this job. Don't get me wrong, too much fun is better than too much misery, but I am getting a little nervous that well...that they'll put an entire universe in danger. I still believe in them, of course. I'm programmed to.

It's interesting to see what happens when all those false memories conflict with the real ones. How exactly can they tell the difference? These days I seem to be getting new memories every...well, day. And it seems like they've been with me all along. So it can be tough to make the right decision when your memories are telling you one thing and your other memories are telling you something else. That sounded better in my head.

I've been thinking a lot lately about the luck of the draw. Technical poker term Jimmy taught me. Basically, sometimes the hand we're dealt is a little easier to deal with than other times. I look at these four, out their savin' the multiverse, and I have to wonder, are they a royal flush or just...well, somethin' else I'd like to flush?

Yeah, I should probably explain the food thing a little more clearly next time, huh? Thing is, I'm not sure I want to. It's a literal boatload of laughs listening to their reactions when that extradimensional meal finally gets digested. You never know what can happen, and I guess I've just been starved for entertainment. Can't help myself. By the way, just imagine that. A boat full of laughter. What a world that'd be.

I think for as long as there's been trains, people have had an indescribable urge to take the things that are in them. I mean, whatever's in there is already boxed up and on the move, you just have to make it move...toward you. Plus, the train only goes one way. Pick one of the other countless directions and chances are you'll get away. Hm. Is there still time for me to join up on this heist? Sounds like a good time.

Did I know what they'd be walking into when I flipped that switch? ...Yes. Did I know just how dangerous it would be to put them in that situation right out of the gate? Also yes. But they'll just have to learn to trust me. Consider it a team bonding exercise, one this group is in desperate need of.

Ready to go behind the bar in this optional episode and find out what everyone thought of Season 2's Starfinder Arc? And what the next RPG we visit will be? The answers to your burning questions will be answered and more in this Tales of Nowhere Happy Hour, because it's five o' clock somewhere!

As a caretaker, there's nothing worse than not being able to take care. Or give care, though I'm not a caregiver. English is funny, isn't it? Either way, it's great having these four people back home. I can finally get on with some hosting duties, get closer to fulfilling my purpose, all of that. Plus now I won't be the only one this strangely dressed new girl stares at anymore.