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I was inspired recently, by something a friend was doing. It was an art project; one that really grabbed me because, well, in its way it was a piece of lore. I mean it seemed to tell a story and it seemed like a glimpse into at a larger, deeper world. I'm sure some art critic somewhere would tell me it's not really art, blah blah blah, but it inspired me to take on something I've never tried before and that's pretty rare.

So what did it inspire me to do?

It inspired me to learn how to build electronics projects -- to tinker out here, in the physical world instead of in the game worlds I sculpt for a living. Read more»

In the game industry we, typically, get really good benefits from our employers. I wish I could say this was always true, but in general it can be said the benefits we get (in the form of health coverage, etc.) are pretty good compared to similar benefits packages from other industries in our pay ranges. The one place this is never true, however, is dental care. This isn't a problem with the game industry, however, it's the sad and sorry state of affairs in the dental and dental insurance industries. Read more»

Check out this article. What the hell is wrong with the world?

Here's the crux of the article: France and a few other countries in the EU want a complete ban on GM food. I'd love to be able to tell you why, but I can't. Read the article, you'll see what I mean. Literally at no point is a REASON given for the fear, uncertainly and doubt that obviously spurs this move. Is the GM corn dangerous? The article says the EU itself says no. Is the GM Corn some sort of ecological risk? I wouldn't know, the folks calling for the ban seem to have supplied no reason what-so-ever for their call to ban this stuff. Read more»

So, the folks up on /. tell me that today is blog action day. Bloggers are supposed to rise up and together blog about a single topic.

The topic of this blog action day is... the environment.

*yawn*

Err... sorry, did I say that out loud? Read more»

I rant a lot. I always have. I love the rant. It's a form of performance art - with a catharsis chaser - that I've come to appreciate. I blame my father, a spectacularly foul-mouthed British man who worked on oil rigs for most of my childhood. He could rant like no one else I've met.

So, perhaps it comes as a surprise when I say: I'm tired of ranting. I swear, this decade has taken all of the clever rant I had left and burned it up in a flame of rage. I'm just angry old guy, now. Read more»