Monday, March 17, 2003
"This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time."
I spotted this scary image in a recently distributed Anarchy Online newsletter:
Yup, that's me. Being afraid. Of the leet. I don't know what's more frightening: the furry beast, the expression on my face, or...the shirt. I vote "the shirt".
It's been a good long while now since I left the AO story team, but it's worth pointing out that the game is doing extremely well, and it's worth checking out - again, or for the first time - if you haven't done so lately. Just click on this link for a free seven day tryout. (Unlike most freebies, it really is free. For seven days. Until the phone rings again, and then you die, horribly. Uh, wait - wrong movie.)
This weekend, my brother visited from Denver, Colorado, which was very cool. I don't get to see him very often, and it's hard to stay in touch when you're thousands of kilometres - and an eight hour time difference - away. So we spent the weekend at my parents' house in the country, talked, and ate. A lot. Too much. This week, I'm eating less, much less, and that's not just because I'm completely and utterly broke. Although that's certainly an important reason. In fact, when I was buying groceries last night, my debit card was refused. I didn't have enough cash on my account to buy bread. So when you think "big-shot game director", also think "poor, penniless schmuck". Because, hey: me!
I spotted this scary image in a recently distributed Anarchy Online newsletter:
Yup, that's me. Being afraid. Of the leet. I don't know what's more frightening: the furry beast, the expression on my face, or...the shirt. I vote "the shirt".
It's been a good long while now since I left the AO story team, but it's worth pointing out that the game is doing extremely well, and it's worth checking out - again, or for the first time - if you haven't done so lately. Just click on this link for a free seven day tryout. (Unlike most freebies, it really is free. For seven days. Until the phone rings again, and then you die, horribly. Uh, wait - wrong movie.)
This weekend, my brother visited from Denver, Colorado, which was very cool. I don't get to see him very often, and it's hard to stay in touch when you're thousands of kilometres - and an eight hour time difference - away. So we spent the weekend at my parents' house in the country, talked, and ate. A lot. Too much. This week, I'm eating less, much less, and that's not just because I'm completely and utterly broke. Although that's certainly an important reason. In fact, when I was buying groceries last night, my debit card was refused. I didn't have enough cash on my account to buy bread. So when you think "big-shot game director", also think "poor, penniless schmuck". Because, hey: me!
