One of my favorite Christmas scenes of all time is somewhat unmemorable. It involves three things: a diner, a no-fuss waitress named Judy, and regular milk. After Tim Allen’s character, Scott Calvin, leaves a burnt Turkey covered in foam sauce, he drives his son, Charlie, to the local Denny’s because, “it’s always open!” Once they cross the diner and make contact with the other single dads, Scott repeatedly asks Judy for something festive, to which Judy twice replies, “we’re out.” There’s no seasonal eggnog and no chocolate milk, so Charlie settles for regular. His father pauses, looking around the cozy…

How can I get my streams noticed by game studios? Do I just have to accept the fact that no one is responding to my emails?

We get questions all the time from streamers about how they can get noticed by the Community Managers at game studios, and you know what? It’s time for some answers. We wanna give you our insights as Community Managers on what game studios (at least us) look for in potential Streamer partnerships.

For starters, if you’re reading this, you’re probably already on the right path. You’re asking the right questions and committed to doing…

Ever stay at a party too long and get a weird taste in your mouth?

Like, your tongue suddenly recalls every other party

and starts to feel like you took the blue pill in the Matrix?

Is that the metaphor?

(the movie is before my time, someone tells me)

Or feel that brake in your chest

when you’re there,

at the party,

and it dawns on you that your work evaluation is next week?

and you’re just dreading that conversation

in the dimly lit office

with your boss, and the papers, and the files

talking to you about margins and…

A poetic exploration of Millennial Culture

Ever stay at a party too long and get a weird taste in your mouth?

Like, your tongue suddenly recalls every other party

and starts to feel

like you took the blue pill

in the Matrix?

Is that the metaphor?

(the movie is before my time,

someone tells me)

Or feel that brake in your chest

when you’re there,

at the party,

when it dawns on you that

your work evaluation is next week?

and you’re just dreading that conversation

in the dimly lit office

with your boss, and the papers, and the files

…