Thuloid Speaks: Games, Rules and Other People

Greetings again, you who come to this House for a steaming stack of Paincakes. Occasionally I hear it said, or at least implied, that ideas come from one's head. I am no anatomist, but this surely cannot be correct. My head emits goo of several viscosities, colors and flavors, and it seems to be filled with a sort of wrinkly, grey-pink meat (is it delicious? So difficult to find out), but no