For the majority of my life, I’ve been content to be a mostly solitary creature. My primary hobby involves sitting in a recliner in my basement, ridiculously close to my belovedly over-sized TV. I’m happy to spend hours upon hours in fictional worlds, preferably with a tumbler of whisky to keep me hydrated.
Occasionally we all have to bust out of our comfort zone to expand our horizons, right? So what happens when you take The Tom out of that natural habitat and dump him into a frozen wasteland without power? Hopefully you get one heck of a column out of it. Read on to find out!