Gemmin’ Me.
It single-handedly ruined about two solid weeks of productivity around here back in 2007. It was the trans-lingual conversation-starter that introduced me to a very attractive—and as it turned out, accomplished party-girl—JAL stewardess on a flight to the Tokyo Game Show. And it even once served your humble Game Revolutionaries as a form of psychic self-defense, played surreptitiously under the table,…
