T w e n t y S i d e d
The remnants of Ernesto have been sputtering all over my labor day weekend, turning the world into something the color of a Windows dialog box: A dull, joyless gray. It started out as a hurricane, downshifted to tropical storm, ran aground and turned into a pathetic shadow of its former self. It’s not so much a storm as a meteorological complaint.
Dangit, if you’re going to ruin my labor day, the least you could do is be spectacular about it. Let’s see some wind! Some downpour! You’re wasting everyone’s time!
Artless in Alderaan
People were so worried about the boring gameplay of The Old Republic they overlooked just how boring and amateur the art is.
Revisiting a Dead Engine
I wanted to take the file format of a late 90s shooter and read it in modern-day Unity. This is the result.
Spoiler Warning
A video Let's Play series I collaborated on from 2009 to 2017.
The Gradient of Plot Holes
Most stories have plot holes. The failure isn't that they exist, it's when you notice them while immersed in the story.
Object-Disoriented Programming
C++ is a wonderful language for making horrible code.
dude. I went through Rita (scroll down, read up. posts arent chron ordered). Be thankful.
erg, my archives suck. here’s a link retrospective.
I live way up in the mountains, and I had some flooding in the apartment. Nothing got damaged except my rage gland (strained it).
Really sorry for the weather misfortune you both endured.
And really, you’re right: If the worst thing I have going on is a rainly labor day, then life is really good.