I’ve met two people who left a mark on film history — and my memory. First was Richard Kiel, the towering man behind Jaws in the old Bond films. Gentle handshake, giant presence. The second was Robert Englund — Freddy Krueger himself. Let’s just say even out of makeup, the man knows how to make a room go quiet.

Both encounters reminded me that fame doesn’t have to mean distance. Sometimes it’s just two strangers talking — one trying not to think about being crushed, the other trying not to picture claws.

Surviving Bond villains and horror icons — that’s two achievements unlocked.

My old PC. It was where I learned, failed, modded things I probably shouldn’t have, and found entire worlds to survive in. But like any old shelter, it eventually stopped being home. These days, the Switch and Steam Deck have taken over — smaller tools for bigger stories. Still, I keep the PC around, like an old save file I’m not quite ready to delete.

Sometimes moving forward means leaving good gear behind.

History was my favourite subject — mostly because it’s proof that humanity’s been making questionable decisions since patch 1.0. Every empire’s just a player who forgot to save before doing something stupid, and every century’s a new DLC full of bugs we didn’t fix the first time.

Basically: I’m studying history so I can survive the sequel.

Honestly? Badly, but with purpose. I spend a lot of time in front of screens — writing posts, editing videos, gaming for the blog — so I try to frame it as creative time rather than wasted time. It helps that most of it fuels Survivor Incognito in one way or another.

That said, I do set limits. I step away when I catch myself scrolling instead of creating, or when I’ve stared at the same paragraph for too long. A short walk, a drink, or even switching games can do wonders for a reset.

I think everyone needs time — sometimes to rest, sometimes to refocus. There are days when I need a break from the noise, and others when I just need a reminder that the chaos I’m working through has purpose.

Time doesn’t always heal everything, but it helps you see things clearer. And in a world full of constant motion, taking a moment to pause might be the most productive thing you can do.

In three years, I hope to still be doing what I love — surviving worlds, telling stories, and turning chaos into something worth reading. The blog will (hopefully) have grown into a proper archive of strange adventures, a place where people can drop in, laugh, and feel a little less alone in their own storms.

I don’t expect perfection — just progress. Maybe by then, Survivor Incognito will have found its rhythm, its audience, and its foothold. Every post, every late-night edit, every small win adds up.

So three years from now? Still surviving. Still writing. Still wandering — but maybe on a smoother path, with a few more campfires along the way.

A yearly celebration for anyone who’s ever survived on 2% battery, half a sandwich, and sheer stubbornness. It’s a day dedicated to taking your favorite game, device, or creative project somewhere completely impractical—because survival isn’t just about staying alive, it’s about thriving in ridiculous conditions.

How to Celebrate:

• Play your favorite survival game on the go—Switch, Steam Deck, or whatever portable chaos engine you trust most.
• Bring snacks that will definitely crumble in your bag. Bonus points if they’re slightly squished.
• Post a screenshot, journal entry, or blog update titled “I Survived Portable Chaos Day.”

Why Celebrate: Because survival isn’t about perfection—it’s about persistence, laughter, and remembering that every bit of chaos you carry is proof that you’re still in the game.

(And yes, coffee counts as a survival tool.)