As a career Marine, I’ve been accused of ruining movies with my critical remarks concerning poor dispersion, questionable weapons handling, and awful close ...

It’s 2059 on a Friday night at the barracks. Pizza delivery cars riddle the parking lot and beer cans can be seen crunched ...

It is a quiet Saturday morning in the armory cage with an analog Skillcraft clock on the wall, the face of it saying ...

Don’t tell anyone this, but I heard Stephens and Nash told everyone they were getting married for the BAH and to move out of ...

At the moment I’m currently balls deep in “The White Donkey,” the full-length Terminal Lance graphic novel. I thought it would be fun ...