Questing: Conclusion

After 6 phone calls, I finally found a place that still had the fat pack in stock. Its in a town called Parker, south of Denver. Its about 35 minutes away, but it was well worth the drive. I didn't have much else to do, it was raining, and the drive back was beautiful. I got to see the mountains from a distance and angle I normally never see, and the clouds on the edge of the thunderstorm that just passed by are bizarre and beautiful. Now for that new card smell.


Who'se got the Quake 3 source code? I've got the Quake 3 source code. w00t! Its only 5.5 MB. Its released under the GPL! Props for the GPL. There's a file with directions for compiling it on a Win32 system. The file also has directions to compile it on a Linux system. The file also has directions to compile it on a Mac system.

Now its time for a quest. The quest is for a comic shop that still has 9th Edition Fat Packs in stock. Away!


I'm A Missunderstood Guy

I hope everyone understands my title "Censor Your Children" was meant to be ironic.

Lazy Cyberpunk

I wrote too much yesterday. Instead of writing you a novel, I'm going to have you read a link about a cyperpunk graphic novel made for the PSP. Not bad so far. Oh, and its released under Creative Commons.

P.S. The birthday money has already started trickling in. I think its time for a fat pack.


I Got pwned

Over Your Head Warning

I have to say tonight has been the best night of class so far. We were discussing the different types of rules in a game: operational, constituitive, and implicit. It was a very hands-on lesson because he gave us a worksheet and we actually played a game to identify the different types of rules. The games were dominos, Magic: the Gathering, and a board/card game called Illuminati. First hour of class was "boot camp"--a quick runthrough of the rules of each game so everyone could decide which game they wanted to play. I, of course, chose Magic. There was a nearly equal n00b to vet ratio, so each of us coached the person next to us. I threw down with my old Smooth Criminal deck.

We played a giant 7 person circle free for all. I layed down martial law. Darksteel Colasus was unstoppable with a Whispersilk Cloak. I had taken down the only two other vets and was sitting pretty still at a full 20 life, when the guy with the elf weenie deck puts a Lure on a guy and suddenly I've got no blockers and he knocks me down to 4. I bluster on about how "all shall wilt under my gaze," but with the help of outside intervention he brings me down to 1 and finally pings that one last life off. I got too cocky.

The endgame happened too quickly while I was back in the classroom turning in my paper. Will, the guy to my left who basically said we'd be the two horsemen of the apocalypse and would duel it out titan-style after we'd cleaned the board, Junior, the guy that took me out, and Bobby, the lady with huge glasses everyone was pretty much ignoring, were the last standing. It played out as I predicted. Bobby would continue to be ignored, sitting on her 23 life, while Will and Junior duked it out. Will, of course, won because I'd knocked Junior down to 4. Bobby, still sitting pretty, cleaned up the leftovers.

This is the first time I've played in nearly exactly a year and it makes me fear for my budget. I so badly want to start playing again. I offered an invitation to Will to play anytime.

Censor Your Children

The Ministry of Reshelving has been putting copies of George Orwell's 1984 into their proper places on bookstore shelves such as the "current events" section. I might just join in on the fun. This brings to mind something I witnessed while I was spending my lunch break in Borders as is my wont. Given the book they're reshelving, the Ministry seems more concerned with privacy invasion becoming so commonplace, but it reminds me of an instance of censorship.

A woman was in the store with her two children and another woman who I think was her friend. The first woman was buying her son and daughter a book apiece, but when her daughter brought her choice the second woman said that she'd heard there was disapproved of content in the book. The girl pointed out that she'd already read the first book in the series and that nothing was that bad.

The lady told her daughter that she would buy her two books as long as neither was that one. I've left out some details, all this took a few minutes, but by this point in the exchange I was red with ire. I wanted to speak up so bad, but I know people are morons and I was wearing my work shirt. You can't wear your opinions on your sleeve when its not your own shirt. People will like to assume you're representing that little name on your chest instead of yourself.

I would have been telling her, "Yeah, good idea: censor your children now so by the time the government's doing it they'll be used to it. Heck, they might not even notice." My parents did censor my media input and I usually disagreed, but they NEVER censored my reading. Rated R movies weren't the movies I was interested in anyways. Dad said I couldn't watch Rugrats because they used the word "butt" and he thought the show was done in bad taste (stupid). Mom censored my mail (free Playboy when I turned 18). That really pissed me off. Not because of what it was, but because she was fucking censoring my mail. Can you say "federal offence"? But they NEVER censored my reading.

So, I Was Sitting and Thinking

about what to have for my afternoon snack. This snack, falling between work and school, is usually pretty substantial for me--almost amounting to a fourth meal. I was thinking sammiches, but I don't have any sandwich meat and a cheese sammich didn't sound too good. Then, I remembered I have peanut butter. A second later I remembered I had grape jelly I really just want to get rid of so I can buy more peach jelly. Then I gasped as it hit me like a semi running late on its shipment (apt, right?)...peanut butter AND jelly.

It really took too long to realize, but once I did realize it and the plan came to fruition it was amazing.


I Saw A Werewolf Drinking a Pina Colada at Trader Vic's

His hair was perfect.

I believe bibliophile might be a good description for me. I'm not a biblio maniac, but "compulsive hoarders, identifiable by the fact that the number of unread books in their possession is continually increasing relative to the total number of books they possess and read," sounds all too familiar. Compulsive hoarding is a symptom of obsessive compulsive dissorder, which I've never denied having.

Fooling Around

I know I can publish my entire blog under the Creative Commons license, but what about individual posts?

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I Like Getting My Hair Cut

Makes me feel kinda narcistic.

Code Monkey

John Carmack, badass extroidenaire, has compared software pattents to mugging someone. Carmack is the guy responsible for the Quakes and the Dooms. Being against software patents, he's also for open source. Actually Quake III is about to be open sourced, just like the two before it. Did you know there's code from the original Quake in Halflife 2? I sure didn't.

This makes me feel a little sick inside. The good thing is that it can be used to run Linux as well. You can read a lot more about it here.