January 13, 2003
tattoo

Lots of stuff done today. Just finished up the "good enough for me" version of Tattoo, a map editor for an RPG engine I'm working on in Flash. (It's called Tattoo because the super-secret codenames for the interface and internals of the engine are "Flesh" and "Blood", so I figured something that lets you draw on the skin... hey, shuddup.) It's pretty cool, there's still a few minor bugs here and there, and the UI could use a little bit of smoothing, but I'd feel comfortable giving it to a designer or level editor type person at this point. Next step, more documentation.

As far as paying work goes, I'm still waiting to hear back on the big project I'm working on, to see if they read all my documentation, and actually want me to finish the job, or if the client stiffed them or something, and the project is quietly dying off. No big deal, either way, although a little more money would be nice, and it'd be good to get it the last 5% to get 100% completion, so I'd have another nice professional-quality Flash piece to point at. I also heard from a friend of a friend in San Francisco about some consulting, but we'll see how that goes. Another little Perl gig here, another little Perl job there... I think it's about time to start hustling for another big score if that house-buying thing is going to happen any time soon.

Did I mention how tired I am today? I'm tired from working out this morning and working on Tattoo all day, and I can smell the beef stew that Bernie has had cooking for the last many hours. Must eat soon, and then sleep soon. Tonight, I try out the melatonin, to see if I can get a full night's sleep for a change.

Oh, I also sat down and read Cory Doctorow's first novel today, which he put up online, as well as publishing it on dead trees. Short, but a fun read. Check it out, buy a copy if you feel like supporting the craft. Also got a batch of out of print Greg Egan paperbacks in the mail the other day, so I'm set for a few days of resting and reading, then back to it...

Oh yeah, one last thing. I was reading an article about the new super-duper high tech scanners they've got at airports nowadays - you know, the ones that can't tell the difference between a fruitcake and an explosive device? Well, I was thinking that it would be a hoot to book a cheap flight somewhere, and have a lawyer standing on call, then put a cheese wheel with wires curling out of it to a digital timer into a suitcase, and try to get it through security. It'd look just like your classic bomb, except, you know, it's obviously made of cheese. A cheese bomb! I mean, of course, they'd be totally right to run you in, take you in front of a secret tribunal, and lock you upside down in a box down in Cuba for the next twenty years, because cheese is EVIL. Remember, if you fly with cheese, the terrorists have already won. WHY DO YOU HATE AMERICA SO MUCH?

Hrm. Okay, I think I need a little time out.

(January 13, 2003 06:39 PM)
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