Jack of many trades, master of music, and a lover of great games! In addition, poet laureate of the halls of Moddb.
You know you can't resist. Go on. Risk something. For all you know I may be writing to you from the dead. But heck! clicking that juicy little link was fun! Do yourself a favour and be bullied into doing something you already want to do. Go ahead. Enjoy...
Sometimes, everyone I'm talking to disappears, and I'm left standing there by myself.
I wonder why?
All too often I catch myself staring at a screen, pushing dozens of buttons which make characters appear as black on white or hex-code on hex-code. Then I ask myself, 'What's actually going on?' (figure of speech, I don't really ever ask myself anything).
The characters all work together to form computable, legible messages, to be read by someone who runs a software application known as a browser and repeats the button-pushing process until data is transported digitally in the form of 1s and 0s to his or her network provider and is then decoded by various clever pieces of hardware and software working in unison by a particular set of algorithms, then feeding all that decoded load of bytes and bits through several layers of master software known as an operating system which is designed and built on the layout of a particular architecture, producing a lot of colorful images and symbols on screen, kindly processed by the GPU of the respective computational machine, in order to reveal to the reader someone's overly complex list of behind-the-scenes details of a day-to-day process, repeated multiple times at phenomenal rates using a very advanced piece of hardware known to the average layman as the brain, but which to the knowledgeable surgeon is actually known as the spongy, icky, gooey stuff between people's ears, which, in its turn, computes massive amounts of data at unbelievable speeds, making it possible to absorb information of gazillions of bytes into the highly powerful and gorgeously huge storage section of 1,400 grams of who-knows-what-that-stuff-is, twisting and turning in innumerable directions to fit neatly inside a bone structure called the cranium, and this cranium thingy happens to be...
Some Top Ten Time-wasters:
Innocent Bystander: "But I don't waste my time! ... Do I?"
Well, there are many different types of time-wasters on the Internet these days. Some anti-social guy invented Facebook to make himself feel like he wasn't just some anti-social guy. Facebook definitely ranks as #1 on the chart of 'Top Ten Time-wasters' (© www... blast! I can't find the link!).
For those of you who are reading this, Moddb modDb mOddB ModDB (round of applause, please) probably comes in at a good second place, quietly and serenely making you open up so many tabs that your brain explodes under the mental strain.
Ah, and then there's blogging ...
That saint of activities, so endearing to all of us who partake of it. We all have known the immeasurable joy of spending hours and hours and hours and hours... [gasp, pant, choke] ... and hours polishing her to perfection. What sorrow there is in imparting to you that this saint is in truth a devil! A devil of death and destruction! A Mistress of Desistress (wait, what?)! Her long fangs...
Her long fangs, almost as long as the hours we spend cleaning them, pierce deep...
[cough, choke, cough]
Deep into the supple flesh of our minds. In the utter end killing...
[choke, cough, *slumps in front of his desk*]
Wife to her husband: Honey, we've been married for 17 years now. What would your description of me be?
Husband: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K.
Wife: What does that mean ?
Husband: Adorable, Beautiful, Cute, Delightful, Exciting, Fashionable, Gorgeous, and Hot.
Wife: Oh, how sweet! And what about I, J and K?
Husband: "I'm Just Kidding!"
Mike: "Wow! Star Wars: Battlefront 3 is finally being produced -- not to mention, by DICE! What will they think of next?
Kent: "Battlefront 4, produced by Activision. Wanna bet?"
Yup, folks. I can't wait. And there are a lot of other things in production that I really wish would be available today!
Pirates of the Caribbean 5
Bethesda Game Studio's next game (not including the Elder Scrolls: Online)
Unreal Engine 4*
CryEngine 4* (released! as CryEngine)
*notice, they're even competing in version numbers
Pacific Rim (released)
Call of Duty: Ghosts
... and a ton of other stuff.
There's also a lot of stuff I'd rather see at the bottom of Lake Ohrid (over which I am gazing right now) than in the shops, but that's subject for another blog.
This blog will be up for another couple of days, so I'll create an extended category below for any others that come to mind. Feel free to comment, and I'll add them to the list (if I don't add them, I'll tell you why).
Tom Clancy's The Division
If someone comes up to you and tells you what time they got up this morning, then they are waiting for you to sympathize.
What do you call a boomerang that doesn't come back?
Why did the blonde become a big basketball fan?
Because every time they stopped the clock, she thought she stopped ageing. (No offense, all you blondies out there!)
P.S. If you don't understand why I spell "sympathize" and "ageing" the way I do, I suggest you use Google. Better still, learn British English as a second language.
Just click my "Like,"
Or take a hike,
And get out of my face! (book)
And seeing as,
You've no pizzazz,
Stop crowding up MySpace! (crook)
Oh, by the by,
My "Friends" and I,
Don't care for such as you! (tube)
Because you are,
Just so bizarre,
And 'cos you ain't,
No movie star,
You "Follow" us,
Say "Au revoir!",
And don't know what to do! (noob)
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