Stephen

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i1M-IafCor4

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Today AquaFold (the company I work for) released the newest version of it's ADS line. Here's a link with info:
http://www.theserverside.com/news/thread.tss?thread_id=47227

I didn't write very much of that, and the product that I'm working on won't be available until next year sometime, but I thought I'd mention it for completion's sake.

Will Wright + Ted = LURV!

http://www.abc4.com/mediacenter/local.aspx?videoId=65333

Press Release

It's out, and it's official. This is my first release, and the first time I've got code in the wild. Cheers, and bottoms up.

I was thinking tonight about the things about which I am an expert. I was trying to figure out in which circles my taste would be considered refined and I realized that just about the only thing like that for me is video games. I spent a good portion of tonight cooking up a list of my favorite games all time.

1. star control 2
2. x-com
3. deus ex
4. star wars: knights of the old republic
5. photopia
6. the longest journey
7. the elder scrolls
8. fahrenheit
9. max payne 2
10. battle for wesnoth

Runners up:

monkey island
civilization
half-life
guilty gear XX
karaoke revolution
might and magic 6
the sims
alpha centauri
farcry
diablo
freedom fighters
sid meier's pirates!
mindrover
planescape:torment
jedi knight 2

What about the rest of y'all? Do you have an expertise and a top ten list?

It used to be that after the most intense and interesting nights of my life I would write reams of paper until the (then) whee hours of the morning. I gradually booted this habit, and all I can figure is that such journal entries made me feel less powerful, less in control.
Tonight was one of those nights. Tonight was amazing. Tonight was a swirl of colors like a 30 second exposure photograph of a full pitched battle that took place in my living room. When this all got started I couldn't have even began to have guessed how amazingly well it would have turned out. To go back and try to recall all of the names of the people I met and their colleges of origin and fields of study and everything I learned and experienced would be a 100,000 piece jigsaw puzzle, where every piece contains the parity of the whole, like a mandelbrot set, with each piece exquisitely beautiful and every player a work of a thousand pieces. Like a kaleidoscope, like tie die, like the night sky...
These; these are moments of awe, and perfect serenity.

So, it is with overwhelming appreciation and love that I thank everyone for making tonight so wonderful.
Thank you.

http://www.japantoday.com/e/?content=news&cat=8&id=358815

Yesterday (one day before they had promised) my components arrived. I spent a good portion of the night attempting to get the heatsink on right, much less having everything work, but at about 1 AM I looked at my windows desktop for the first time.
( The Machine )

According to my brother Hurricane Katrina has now taken 20,000 lives. It's the worst disaster to befall the states in 100 years.
Please, follow this link. they won't spam you:
http://speakup.oxygen.com/campaigns/neworleans/register/98aa6e82a5e343cb42fbf705cd89b397/
It's the least we can do.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAUREL!

( Billie Myers - Kiss the Rain )

"I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?"
Why did I cause so much pain?
Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness?
Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love?
I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong.
We are not special.
We are not crap or trash, either.
We just are.
We just are, and what happens just happens.
And God says, "No, that's not right."
Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything."

Please turn that fucking radio off,
Aint nothin' on the airwaves 'cept the despair we feel.
That's it, we've had enough,
Put "Walk Among Us" on and turn it up!

Sorry, it's stuck in my head. It had to find it's way out somehow. Stuff is going on, stuff is not going on. My life is like Schrödinger’s cat on crack. I'm talking to my peeps in Japan again over the 'net all of a sudden. Guilty gear is slowly creeping into every waking moment of my life. It's fun though, and I'm making friends through it. I made three new friends last week just on this floor when they noticed me practicing on my computer. Now we have enough to play isuka.
Aa! Megamisama (Oh! My Goddess) is being made into a full fledged animated series. I have the first 8 episodes. Happiness abounds.
I just waited 20 minutes in the lobby for the lazy pizza people to get here. Now I'm going to watch AMG and eat pizza. Joy.
If I was at Santa Cruz, I'd watch x-files or some shit with Terry or Elizabeth while eating pizza. Let it be known throughout the land that I am, in fact, not at Santa Cruz, much to my growing chagrin.
I'm more than halfway through Diary. It's sexiful.
I finally got WASTE working, and I've been downloading music videos (real ones) and movies. Perhaps I will watch Amélie au jour tonight. I haven't seen it yet.
Two finals on Wednesday, nothing until then.
以上

I finally got Japanese text working again. I'm dying to read Paradise Kiss again, and lend it out to others and extend the importality of it's omnipotent presence. Well... maybe not. But I want to read it again. SOOOO goood.

Yesterday I put my hand into the gapping wound on the side of my computer and ripped out its still beating heart leaving the entrails strewn about the floor. It's going to stay dead for the rest of the quarter if I can avoid doing any of the design work for my English project.
Meanwhile, my brain seems to be quickly deteriorating. I awoke at 6:30 only to find that somehow my teacher canceled the class without sending out an E-mail, I missed the announcement, and nobody in my group said anything about it. So I'm sitting here in the University Union at 7:30 wishing I had something to do.
So I ate a bagel. And had some watery hot cocoa. And tried to avoid contemplating my fate.
God, this shit is tearing me up. I don't know why, but simply talking about the things that aren't right in my life is making them ten times worse. If this pattern continues, I'm not going to be able to move after the counseling appointment.
I had dreams about HYD all night long. When will my life go back to being a drama? It was in high school, it was in jr. high, why isn't it in college?
This cocoa is completely gross, I just got some chunk of solid.
I'm gonna go study.

( This is pretty neat, I guess. )

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