In which Thunderegg scuffles along from August 2006 to September 2008: Witness various aborted forays into marketing, damning Jonathan Coulton with faint praise, pissing and moaning about the now-defunct digital distributor Snocap, and pondering at great length whether Thunderegg qualifies as emo (conclusion: “90 percent too old, too fat; 10 percent quiveringly sensitive”).

Or just take my word for it. It’s pretty cranky.