Juliet pointed out to me that that entry I was going to make, about love and fate and free will? Well, I never got around to writing it. Because I decided not to? Or because it was destined to never be written? Did I ever mention how Juliet likes to give me shit? :D
Around midnight, I have a working version that I’m happy with. I send it off, and plop down to sleep. I toss and turn for almost an hour, unable to fully fall asleep. Even now, as I type this… my wrists and hands ache. Working version is here.
Coffee all day. Ordered some Chinese food (delivered), and kept on working. Why is it that, when I order Chinese, I only want crap? My parents owned a number of restaurants when I was a kid, and continue to run one now. The current restaurant, Yummy’s (I hated the name at first), aims at actual, authentic food. But when I…
Now, imagine looking at this for about 10 hours. Fast forward to 2:30 AM. Shut down computer. Sleep.
"If you didn’t want me to know about it," says Alex, "you should never have linked to my site. That’s how I found it." Early at the start of this blog, I was hesitant to "give out" the address. I was worried that it would somehow compromise my ability to say what I was thinking, for fear of my friends…
I woke up early today, around 8 AM, and logged some hours in on fine tuning the rough interface for the radio station project (Warning: Requires the Flash plug-in). I got the basic mechanics working with blobs of color. The game is a "matching" game, where baby pictures of radio station DJ’s (that’s jocks, if you want to use the…
Interesting. Slightly disconcerting. Weird. More later.
Elissa has been calling me the past few days, and we’ve played phone tag, trying to coordinate a time where we could both visit Rob’s gallery and see his work. Rob, along with his good friend Jake, share gallery space together. They both wrote up separate "Artist Statements", and I thought I’d enclose snippets from both: "I use simple tools…
It seems to be a bad idea for me to have a bottle of whiskey around the house. The process seems to be: Come home. Throw down 2 shots. Feel fuzzy. Throw down some more shots. Get sleepy. Eat. Sleep. I guess… what doesn’t kill me, only makes me stronger and drunker.
I was going to write a Pro vs. Con type entry regarding Love and Fate and Free Will. But I’m a little too tired, and a little too drunk to get into it right now. Tomorrow is Friday, and that means it’s a Metra day. I’ll try to compose some entries on the train, and expand on this. Been kicking…
Played a FANTASTIC multiplayer e-mail based game today, called "Darts of Poison Extreme." It’s one of the many games offered by MOHYSE.com, and quite addictive. I played a3dmofo and jverbal; lost to mofo, and won against verbal. Check out some of the screenshots: A few thoughts here. From a design standpoint, they are very slick indeed. Great vector art, incredibly…