I’m going to be hanging around The Armitage Centre in Fallowfield for most of tomorrow, at Game 2008. I’ll be the one wearing the ‘Fueled by PARANOIA’ t-shirt with Omega Complex advertised on the back (which you won’t see if I’m wearing a coat… but, that depends on the heating… Continue reading Game 2008 – Manchester
Glancing through a copy of ‘The Guardian’, I’ve had since October 9th (I rarely read newspapers the day I buy them… I prefer to relax and absorb the content when it’s convenient to me), I opened the centre spread to find the stunning interior of Torrevaldaliga Nord, a coal-powered energy… Continue reading Torrevaldaliga Nord
…because physical components of the machines expand and contract in response to temperature changes, the amount of time a machine has been running, or even the time of day, might affect calibrationâ€”which could explain why the problem didn’t show up in later attempts to reproduce the error. After the last… Continue reading We Are Touchy, Aren’t We?
Like having about a dozen CCTV cameras per head of population wasn’t bad enough (yeah, OK, so I’m exaggerating a bit), the UK Government seems dead set on knowing what email we read, web sites we view, and mobile phone calls we make. The basis for this intrusion? That the… Continue reading Spammers Buffet, anyone?
Not PARANOIA… but, I surely get the opportunity to trumpet my own writing whenever I get something published, right? In 1446, Wales perched on the precipice, faced with the prospect of a new rebellion by restless natives. Complacent English nobles, entrusted with expansive domains, stretch themselves all too thin, leaving… Continue reading The Sward and the Stone
In the continuing tale of a would-be game writer, I find myself wanting to write a mission, but lacking the energy to get it done in anything less than a geological era. I keep setting time aside to get going, but fail to make the most of what I have… Continue reading No One Expects…