Magic Dog

So Charlie Kirk was shot in the neck and killed by a gun. Today is September 11th. Tomorrow is Nintendo Direct. I am just saying these things for historical posterity. *** Being a Millennial is wild. For sure. Irony, Post Irony, Sarcasm. What even makes sense anymore? I don't know. But you aren't reading this blog because you want philosophy – or my feelings. Too bad, you are going to get some of that. But I will semi-promise I will keep in mind your time. Lets get onto it... *** Check this shit out. A store. Made of 3D objects that I drew and made. A different view. Wet floor sign? Sode Soda? An ATM? Ice Machine for Outside. A claw Machine? I want to see how far I take this. Time to buckle up.

       I don't know. This is the folly of all game designers on this level I presume. Our problem is, we don't just want to "make a game". We could do that. We could probably do it "well". The biggest hurdle is that we want to make a perfect game. Not an absolutely perfect game, but we are gunning for that 10/10 awesome game. Not only that but it's a game we both want to play.     Now I am caught in a depression rut, because I don't know what we are doing. I am aimless right now. Hopefully this is just a tiny snag.

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.