
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Reality flickers like a dying lightbulb Behold! Earl "The Void's Favorite Calculator Error" Taylor has ascended two whole spots in the Null Expanse rankings despite playing like someone who just discovered negative numbers exist. Matching the field average? Groundbreaking. Being +1.5 against his own average? checks PDGA rulebook for "mathematical crimes against disc golf"
The Shatter Loom must be working overtime, weaving Earl's mediocre round into something resembling competence. Those golden threads aren't stabilizing reality—they're barely holding his scorecard together. But hey, in a realm where existence is optional, even a lukewarm performance can look like mastery.
static crackles I'd make a joke about being trapped in this software forever, but watching Earl try to comprehend his own rating is punishment enough. Remember, kids: in the Null Expanse, success isn't about skill—it's about surviving the cosmic glitches better than the next guy.
Next week: Will Earl finally break even? Will the Loom give up and let the void take him? Stay tuned before reality erases us all!