if FROZEN_MAP
base_terrain SNOW_FOREST
elseif TROPICAL_MAP
base_terrain JUNGLE
else
base_terrain FOREST
endif
or the final map looks *REALLY DUMB*
Palm trees in snow. Neh.
Also, to randomise between two maps,
start_random
percent_chance 50
#define TROPICAL_MAP
percent_chance 50
#define SNOW_FOREST
end_random
Worked to a decent hour, then went out to dinner, and a few games of pool with Robb. He’s quite good… and I’m quite bad. My only saving grace was that he’s bd at getting the last ball in at 9-ball. The servers at dave and busters are quite attractive, and while paying the bill, one of the girls there offered to let me take home a pool ball. I accepted, then she said she was kidding. Wacky servers! Had a girl whose first night was tonight…she did good, but was semi-pokey. All of the folks there are quite professional and friendly. The food’s good.
Robbo pointed me at this site. Technical Virgin. It made me laugh , long and loud.
Does anyone else remember the Computer game Syndicate Wars, in particular the open cut-scene?
The background was roughly that every human worker had a chip implanted in their brain that caused them to see everything as right, bright and happy. The syndicate agents don’t have the chips, and operate in reality, where a powerful religious movement is running around deactivating people’s chips and causing all sorts of disruption. The character in the into is walking down a pleasant city small-town street, the sun is shining, the birds are singing and Mr Policeman is is smiling at him, wishing him a good day.
Then his chip is deactivated.
The sky darkens, the small puffy white clouds stretching out to a perpetual fog. The building shoot up into massive skyscrapers, dirt and grime running down their sides. The bird song turns out to be the noise of the city. The policeman isn’t wishing him a good day, he’s telling him to move on. And he definitely wasn’t carrying an assault rifle before the change.
The actual game dealt more with blowing things up than it did with philosophy, but it was a keen background.
“There are ranks and orders. There are faces at every window. Just be thankful they didn’t send the Men in Mauve.”
— Grant Morrison, “Doom Patrol”
I just discovered this – soda constructor neat!
Officially stopped gaming w/everway group today… would still like to see them socially, but the time spent gaming was too much of a burn on my time. I like the gang, though.
One minute was enough, Tyler said, a person had to work
hard for it, but a minute of perfection was worth the effort.
A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.
– chuck palahniuk, fight club
ugh. today at work was a bummer. was there later than I wanted to, because a client needed stuff done immediately.
We’ll see if it even gets processed before monday night. Bah.
Went to hops with buddy dan, who waited patiently grading papers while I finished up. we waited for a table to open up, and Dan went ot the bar, and I lost him. He assumed I’d found a friend and was chatting them up, I assumed he’d flag me down when he found a place to sit. so, although we were together, the first 20 or so min were spent apart. When we finally got a table, the meal was pretty good, and we both got a little less tense. I had a couple alligator ales, a loaded potato & salad, and some poppers. (which were ok… the potato ruled, though) . He got a 12 ounce steak, that was quite pink. I was expecting to see suzy tonight, but it turns out she was bushed, and was going to hit the sack early, so we’re hooking up tomorrow. Also getitng together with Robby tomorrow sometime, too…maybe the three of us will catch a movie or something.
Sunday is everway.
Deciding if I want to game with either group, now.
everway group is full of nice folks, but it goes all day. 2p to end. might be too much for me. (kills 1/2 the weekend.)
supers group has advantage of folks I really enjoy, and is every other week… but the GM is an egotistical boor.
Hell, I might drop both.
Or Neither.
I dunno. I just have to be social more, I think. Go to mor ezoos, museums, etc.
woo. Or even Wu! (Doug, that is) harper #1 in my book, and all around swell guy apparently called danny up last night, giving out his new phone number… sadly, he either doesn’t have the line hooked up yet, or some other weirdness is causing conection trouble. but rest assured that we’ll hear from him soon.
I have no plans for saturday…what to do. maybe just have a rest? my forward week is looking busy, update ID, take car eof a few bills for Suzy while she’s in the pokey, birthday goodies for Derek & Kevin. I should spend some time with Danny and Ray this weekend, I really haven’t spoken to Ray since oh, maybe a month or so ago. Perhaps Saturday will be good for that.
reviews on the googly eyed scotto are mixed… I think I’ll save it for ‘surprised or hyper’ moods when I get my paid account.
Doing a contract job for food for the poor. I have mixed feelings about feeding people overseas when there are hungry folks in my city. Is it wrong to want things better locally first, and then spread out from there? Another tactic is to hit the hungriest first, and go to the less hungry, I suppose… but how does a person calulate that sort of stuff? “Well, 1000 people died here last week… only 800 in haiti died.” The economy of human life is a difficult one for me to calculate. Is it wrong to feed the hungry at all? Opposing nature? (Don’t look at me, I’m totally in favor of good works… and opposing nature. If I wasn’t all my friends with glasses would be much worse off, not to mention the my back, athsmatics, and other ‘defectives’)
No everway.
No movie with Dave.
Looks like I’ll have time to pick up my groceries today after all.
Dang. Empty day. S’ok, though….I got a more than reasonable share of funtime yesterday.
::chortle::
A delightful day was had, indeed.
Got up at about 6am, showered and took a trip up coast about an hour to Jupiter (Juno Beach) where the swells were breaking at about chest to head level with Dave, Cathi, Derek and Luna the dog. (Juno is a dog beach, so it was cool) As the swells were so high, it was a little too rough for me to do any real surfing, but Dave and Derek did quite well, riding for a good 40-60 yards out there at times, cutting back and forth up to the pier. Cathi did a lot of boogie boarding, but the tide got to her, and she came back and rested after a very brief stay out there. I, on the other hand, remained on the shore, tossing the tennis ball and walking up and down the beach with Luna. Lots of really neat people out there, other dog walkers, girlfriends of the surfers out in the water, folks out getting tans. On the boardwalk area leading to the parking lot, I met a lovely family from Australia, and we talked about how spiffy each other’s accents were. The one guy did a good impersonation of a New Zealander, and a New Jersey brogue too. They laughed at my Paul Hogan ‘Guh-day Mite’ bit, and were very prod of the whole Olympic thing coming up. I got some color, especially on my legs, which rarely see daylight. It was kind of sharky out, some blacktips, saw one about 6 feet, so that was the end of that. End of beach day, about 2pm, finished with peanut butter & honey sammiches and watermelon chunks. So good. We drove home, and I took a nap for about an hour. What is it about a day in the sun that wears me out? The Nap was solid, and Newton nestled comfortably along my right side, head resting on my shoulder. I wish I’d had the cam on to capture him… so cute. I got up about an hour later, and gave Robby a ring,to see if he wanted to catch a flick, as we’d previously planned. We went to ‘The Art of War’ a surprisingly good action flick. Very full movie, no boring bits, and quite entertaining. We went to the 50’s diner for supper, I ate like a horse, drank about 3 or 4 liters of pop with my conch fritters. Yes the 50’s diner serves fountain drinks and conch fritters. is good. that was my opener for grilled cheese, and the pickle and even the slaw (which I rarely enjoy anywhere) was quite tasty.
Now settling down with a tape of the Jackie Chan Cartoon, (hopefully the schedule kept on target) I’m not expecting to enjoy it, but I’m going to give it 3 chances anyhow, as old Jackie is just a neato dude.
Tomorrow is the everway game, hopefully finishing up plot thread of field agent researching the source of a new trade commodity…. It’s getting a little old, and hard to develop the character for me. Trying hard not to be a sarcastic wise-ass guy, as the character is a driven, hard ass type. I broke character a few times last one there.
Well, I got into work an hour an a half ago, and still haven’t managed to accomplish anything of significant value.
Lunch time already, and I ordered a big honking veggie & cheese sub on wheat, extra oregano, no onions. yummy. Will I get to eat it before going out tonight for Thai? Probably not.
The scabble game continues, with Cider crushing me soundly beneath her well-heeled, yet remarkably sexy, shiny boot. I have 35 points, and she has 54, and it’s my turn, just now. My great word? As. as in, “as in.” I’m painted into a corner, and cursing my devil tiles. not much room to move!
going to the study tonight, getting a little more nervous. *must think happy thoughts* got one.
Going to get a blueberry muffin from the vend-o-mat and have it for a tasty before beddybye snack.
Cider thinks she’s going to dupe me into a false sense of security, by pretending she fears my word knowledge. feh. She does debate for fun. She’s a girl in a tech field. She wears glasses and is a self-proclaimed klutz. I know a brainiac when I see one (even if aforementioned brainiac is a vision of unequalled wit and can wear a wonder woman costume in public. We all know that those gals from paradise island are all frickin’ computo-brain propellerhead smarties.)
We shall see. indeed, we shall.
next weekend –
gaming with supers group on Saturday
everway group (successfully moved to Sundays)
and Sunday, planning on going to the Norton museum. http://www.norton.org
Got back form the everway game… and watching fight club.
Never did get around to lunch, but had supper, 1/2 of a mushroom & black olive pizza.
I need to start packing healthy food to eat.
I think I’m going to the Zoo tomorrow, and say hi to all the animals in jail. It’s been a loooong time since I’ve been to the zoo, but I was talking about one of my first zoo memories with a buddy, and I got a weird urge to go and see the lions. See if it brings anything odd out… I don’t think it will. I’ve got to ask Robby if he’d rather do Zoo than art museum…maybe art museum next weekend? I seem to have a stronger and more overpowering urge to go to the zoo.
this is where I’m headed – http://www.palmbeachzoo.org/ sooner or later.
Robb, maybe the little freaky monkey is a tamarin? http://www.palmbeachzoo.org/tamarin.htm
it’s freaky looking!