François T. Déjeuner

This wasn't Tabula Rasa, was it? No need to answer.

I was waist-deep in beta-testing that sucker, though.

And yet I've never read a single strip. I just read a LOT of wikipedia when commuting to work.

I only know about this because I osmose the most bizarre details. There was a comic popular in the US about a bunch of hillbillies, Li'l Abner, popular in the 30s to 50s, give or take.

Sadie Hawkins day was meant to be a complete gender flip where the girls are assertive and the boys are coy.

Two hours of a monochrome world does give a man some eyestrain.

But I'll say without hesitation that project_Structure_01 has respect for its players. The game that inspired it was like a French art movie, made by a chain-smoking director that hates his audience.

It's nice to be treated well.

Why did you just eat a chair?

That's no good.

I got all I need to make like 24 liters of decent brown ale... if you're willing to wait three months on the kebab.

Kebab, chips and a pint?

Streaming this shortly! 20 minutes from this post, 19h EST. Support your indie devs!

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Hey, you pencilled outside of the lines! Is this good teasing?

Okay, seriously, this game's got a lot of style and they've indulged my thousands-lines-long posts about it. I'm not kidding, I may have cleared 100k in typed text.

But the game is cool.

I have gotten hold of a copy of project_Structure_01, an exploration of liminal space, which I'm kind of humbled and pleased by. I love me some aggressively indie stuff, I tell you what.

I shall be streaming that on the morrow. You are cordially invited to join as explore some strange spaces.

Yes, absolutely, I completely agree.

What specifically shouldn't they know? Just, uhh, asking so my, uhh, friend doesn't get in trouble. You know?

"This is what happens when an Earthmate farms in the alps."

Oh shit, those guys suddenly look like the business now.

Plunkin' some time in beta-testing Nine Rounds Rapid, like... now, basically!

You guys don't wanna see the big spammy feedbacks I give 'em. Or you do, maybe you like long-form essays written in one pass.

Click on the profile, buddy!

It's even odds that one would file a complaint.

I'm going to explain the problem with them (and others they whanged), and tell them very, very seriously that they need to know this most elementary stuff if they want a job and be as cool as I am.

A cropping from "The Greatest Estate Agent" where a hologram of Lloyd Frontera, looking enormously disappointed, says, "Jeez, for crying out loooooooooud..."

I want to reply with three skulls and a razza-frazza smoke cloud but I don't speak emoticon that well and don't want to risk insulting you.

Ah, that's nice of you to say, Hana. But (if you read my tirade on the hangouts Discord) many of these guys are clueless and ought not be here.

This is pretty elementary stuff, on the order of being in uni-level math and not being able to do 6 x 17.

Very :(.

70% of the class whanged a question they should have scored easy marks on.

:(

Well if somebody gonna tell me what that thang smell like then I ain't gotta ask.

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What if there was, like, a Victorian-era Taskmaster? And it was a novel? Because that's "The Problem Club" which I'm reading more, live, of in just a few minutes.

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I could write 16 long-winded bsks about the topic, but we're on the same page. It's just in the hope that somebody else sees it that I respond:

Not refusing is quietly accepting. And, at the least, those in the future can say, "Not all of us accepted it. Not all of us."

It's actually supposed to be mostly butter! The grade of brioche is how much butter got crammed in there.

Not... sugar! What is wrong with the brioche over there!

(Not that you should be eating all that butter with a side of bread, mind.)

Schedule being what it is, I'm doing less video action this week.

But I had a go at Wanderburg and it is, seriously, some of the best dumbest fun I've had in awhile. The missus was gleefully appreciative, and that's my golden standard frankly.

It's not every day you get to drive a castle.

Beat sticks
Magic tricks
Theiving pricks
Religious cliques

Yeah, I had a point and I kinda went ADD with it and didn't catch it in time, so you got a back-in-my-day monologue. Sorry.

Cool cases because a thing when LAN parties became a thing, if I recall correctly. I blame Doom for it though I did way more LAN M.A.X.

and tapping the 5V line off your power supply could get you whatever you wanted, if you wanted.

My aforementioned '286 did without chassis fans, because it was literally watercooled. I did it myself.

With soda cans filled with cold water from tap I'd balance precariously on hot components.

It was, if you'll pardon the comparison, kind of like old-fashioned hotrodding. Only governments or corporations bought prefab PCs and those were sneered upon. Serious users built their own, and then modified them for performance.

Blinky parts didn't exist, but a little electronics...

I would have suggested instead of using a database, simply make tables of adjectives (or similar) that you can madlib in.

Just because an array of strings (I think lists in Python) are waaaaay easier to manage than databases. Sure, it's hardcoded, but then it's not commercial software anyway!