Magic Dog

My Brother sidewinded me with another game idea. It's frustrating to say the least. I say "frustrating", but I enjoy every minute of game design so I wasn't mad til after the fact. The problem is, we are a two man team, with the possibility to expand to a 4 man team. We only have so much ability between the two of us. We have to choose a realistic goal. But I also want to make a game that I want to play. And we have come to a disagreement. I really enjoyed the idea of our original game idea, but I fear my brother might not feel comfortable doing it or may have hit some snags that discouraged him. I am unsure. He is smart and has great analytical abilities. He will come up with something. But for now. All of my game design energy is expended and put on hold until we have a destination.

  A doodle.      Yes. I've been busy working on music. I don't know where I am going with it. But I was trying to think in my head, what a start to a great adventure should be. The theme to "The Fool", the beginning. If Steve asks for what I've got, I'll show him, or maybe I should wait til its complete.      I was playing around with some Kirby soundfonts from Kirby: 64 , just to get a feel for something of that era. But ultimately, I decided instead that the soundtrack to this game isn't going to emulate anything, and will truely be my own. I looked back at everything I've already written in my life, and knew I need to grab a hold of the spacey orchestral stuff I was really into writing. It's so - me.  Imagine cats, in space, on snyths: have an orchestra accompaniment. Yep, that's my music. So I think. For all I know, this soundtrack is going to drive me insane. ***      Something you need to know. When I was 13 years old. I promi...

Most days it's hard to wake up. For starts. I sleep on an air mattress, one that has finally popped and has given me the worst night sleep ever. I am in the transition between mattresses since the move out from my old place. My old Mattress was from ye old college days. But today I might be on a quest to fix this air mattress until I get the money saved up for a great mattress. Sure, I could get a El Cheapo crap mattress, but I won't be able to do anything with the crap mattress once I finally get my GOOD mattress. But besides the mattress situation. I admin a lot of different groups. So when I wake up, I check every chat and do my duty. After that, I go to my social medias, starting with Bluesky, but then I end up on the dreaded Facebook. Facebook sucks. I hate Facebook. All it ever does is enrage me. All it ever does is feed me low quality content and advertisements. I am better than this. Needless to say, my morning routine consumes an entire hour or two from my life every ...

  A rug? An empty room?     We just keep stabbing at the dark until we find purchase. One step at a time, one little small doodle at a time. Soon enough we'll make enough things that it will start to look like something. It's like making a clay bowl, but we have to create the clay out of a bunch of atoms and stick them together in the right way. Once we get enough clay, we can form that vase.     I also started to write a magazine artical for the tabletop roleplaying game "Deadlands", as just a means to excerise my mind and do some writting. It will go on the next episode which is quarterly.

I have spent the past 2 days watching tutorials. Drawing a little bit of things like ropes, nets, a rug, and stone bricks. Nothing too crazy. Letting my Tendonitis heal up. I got sick on Thurs night into Friday from food poisoning. It was caused by soured chip dip I had left out for too long. Thankfully unlike food poisoning I have had in the past, this food poisoning was smooth sailing and only lasted for a few hours. I recovered quickly and was able to keep water down. I am going to the zoo today with friends. Another chance to heal up.

I suffer from Tendonitis. This developed back in highschool from Marching Band and Drumline. Occasionally, it flares up and I cannot continue working until the pain heals. Yup. I indeed have been drawing that much... The only things that help are stretches and rest. Today I may choose to hit up some thrift stores or talk to people on discord. Nothing that requires my wrist. I can take ibuprofen to help with the pain but my wrist doesn't get rest and that's not good. Ice and Heat helps the recovery process. I'll likely be back pen in hand tomorrow. Funny enough. There is a interesting equalibrium where my pain becomes negligible and my wrist control is turned onto maximum. I have zero understanding as to why that is, but I am able to draw better once I have a little bit of wrist pain.