Twitter Element Removed

I took the Twitter feature off the top of the blog. It was sloppy, and I couldn't come up with a good way to make it less sloppy. Until I get better at code-wrangling, I'm gonna just take it down.

Chat Noir

Chat Noir (French for "Black Cat") is a sublime little Flash game.
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The game is simplicity itself - no instructions are needed, no keyboard legend, no strategy guide. It's dots and a cat, what could be cleaner (from a game design standpoint)?

Even as I play, a big shiteating grin on my face, crushing on the programmers, wishing I could give them a big sloppy kiss and a friendly pat on the ass, I'm tickled by the simplicity.

At the same moment, I think of 10 variations that would make it more difficult and challenging, new levels, new directions, more layers. But then I remember its beautiful clarity, and I repent.

Play it, and try not to feel too guilty for winning.
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Fiddling While the Gold Master Burns...

The 'gold candidate' is due soon - our deadline is Friday, and I'm not feeling urgency. I know we're gonna be late with this game, I feel it in my bones, and it seems that I'm the only one. People are wandering in whenever they please, enjoying lengthy lunches, and leaving by 8pm. This is not a development team concerned about meeting their deadline. If this were my game - if I were the producer, I'd be five kinds of pissed.

The producers should be here, at least one of them, making sure that all that can be done is being done. But they are not here, and so that sense of ugency is missing. Hey, maybe the contract for the next game is already signed, and they're not concerned. I don't have enough information about future projects to guess. But this project AINT READY TO SHIP.

All this means lots of OT for me, and likely a healthy dose of DT too. Demon Laptop torments me from the possibility realm of "gee golly wouldn't it be nice..." (Like Demon Alcohol, you know... Demon... Oh never mind).

Doing DDR in the mornings, it's a nice switch from riding the bike. Cindy's been talking about a treadmill lately. Pretty soon here, we're gonna have to turn the spare bedroom into a gym. If we use the stuff, I don't mind spending money and space on exercise gear. Especially when it's fun like DDR.

Still toying with the idea of the bike riding game... Flash game might be pretty easy... Hmn. Maybe someday.

Cindy still hopes for us to move to Florida some day. They keep getting hit with storms... I tell you, Florida isn't a safe place to be in this era of global warming.