Game Developer Confessions, Part 01: Cultivated Workflow

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My primary workstation is an AMD64 3400+ processor with 4GB of RAM running Fedora 20 and XFCE. Its name is Kraid.

My secondary computer is a Mac Mini with an Intel Core 2 Duo 2GHz processor and 4GB of RAM. This system is much faster than my primary workstation. Its name is Phantoon.

My tertiary computer is a Dell Latitude laptop with an AMD64 X2 Turion 2GHz processor and 4GB RAM running a dual boot of Fedora 23 and Windows 7. Its name is Ridley.

My quaternary computer is an HTC Desire 610 running Android 4.4.2. Its name is Chad’s Dumb Phone.

My quinary computer is an AMD XP 2800+ processor with 2GB of RAM and an ATI Radeon 9800 Pro running Windows XP. This is my gaming rig and I get 90+ FPS in Return to Zork. Its name is Kraid-Old.

I have two Synology DS115j NAS devices with 4TB hard drives. One is named Draygon and it synchronizes data to the other which is named Botwoon.

I have a Brother MFC-8910DW copy/print/fax machine. I don’t believe it has a name. People just call it Brother.

Somewhere in this mess was a device named Crocomire, but I can’t for the life of me remember what.

I have the following consoles at my desk: Nintendo 64, Dreamcast, GameCube, PlayStation 2, 3DS and Wii U. The N64, GameCube and Wii U are the Japanese versions. With this setup, I can also play games that were released for the PlayStation, Gameboy, Gameboy Advance, and Wii.

I only get to play video games when I’m studying Japanese, which right now is not very often. As expected, the games end up being much less fun because of this, but eventually that will change big time.

My network was necessarily entitled Zebes.

And if the above doesn’t make much sense, here’s a layman’s summary:

  • I use many different types of computer systems on a daily basis (Linux, Mac, Windows, Android)
  • The newest personal computer I own is almost seven years old while the oldest is about 12 years old
  • Comprehensive data backup is very important
  • I have a lot of video games yet rarely play them
  • Super Metroid icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12, a well respected video game, has imaginative monikers for its characters and environments

You Can’t Put Autocorrect Everywhere (Or Can You?)

I very much dislike it when computers attempt to correct what I type. Sometimes it can be handy, but other times it can be infuriating. Texting on a cell phone is of course the best example of this: almost every single text message is altered by the phone’s computer software in one form or another. This is something that I only recently noticed: I had disabled texting on my phone in the past because I didn’t want to give certain people yet another way to selectively communicate with me (and further empower these same people to get away with the obnoxious behavior towards myself and others that comes along with such selective and one-sided discourse). Eventually I relented, but only because you can’t be part of a baseball team in the present day and not use text messaging.

The experience so far hasn’t been too bad. I completely ignore people who really should be calling or visiting me and instead use text messaging almost exclusively for work- and baseball-related activities. What really drives me up the wall, however, is that every time I type in a word that could potentially be deemed offensive, my phone changes it to something different. “Shit” is changed to “shot”, “hell” is changed to “he’ll”, and even “fart” is changed to “cart”. Needless to say, I shut this feature off as soon as I was able to dig up the associated setting on my phone.

But autocorrect isn’t always so bad to have around, and some people clearly need it more than others. An unfiltered Google search for “comptuer”, a common misspelling that typically occurs from typing too fast on a keyboard, yields the following results:

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Interestingly, the first entry is from LinkedIn for the Top 15 Comptuer Programmer profiles icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12. Apparently this spelling error occurs frequently enough that the site automatically generates a separate category for a special group of programming professionals who are very impatient typists:

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This misspelling is so common, in fact, that some asshole in the Cayman Islands icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 thinks that he’s going to get $15,000 for the domain name COMPTUER.COM:

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The sad thing about all this is that we wouldn’t have most of these problems if people learned to spell, didn’t get so bent out of shape over strong or vulgar language, and were more considerate and earnest when communicating with others. Is autocorrect going to help us with these problems and eventually save us from ourselves? Only time will tell….

On a related note, ICANN icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 really sucks.

Riot Volume

Rock ‘n roll and heavy metal concerts are terrible. They have always been terrible and they’re getting worse. They’re so loud you can’t hear anything except a prescribed hours-long barrage of semi-dizzying percussive blasts, which are caused nearly as much by the guitars, bass, and vocals as by the drum set. If a person doesn’t wear ear plugs, his ears are ringing for the next two or three days—perhaps longer. If he does wear ear plugs, everything comes across sounding muffled and unarticulated.

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How the hell did it become acceptable practice to wear ear plugs to music performances anyway? Isn’t that the same as strapping on leg braces before going skiing, or ordering non-alcoholic beer at a brewpub? Don’t people go to concerts to experience the music? If the vast majority of people cannot properly experience the music, with or without earplugs, how could they possibly be enjoying themselves?

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There are also a lot of sweaty, stinky SOBs at these concerts too… and the tickets can be absurdly overpriced. Here’s a prime example: it costs between $145 and $366 to see a geriatric version of AC/DC icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12. This is a band that hasn’t released a good rock ‘n roll album since around the time John Lennon was assassinated, yet people are willing to blow a car payment and risk a case of tinnitus for one more chance to “hear” classic songs from a bygone era resurrected in a live setting. Crikey!

Random Turmoil Builds in Me

Addicted to Chaos icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 03 from the Youthanasia LP by Megadeth icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

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Only yesterday they told me you were gone
All these normal people, will I find another one?
Monkey on my back, aching in my bones
I forgot you said “One day you’ll walk alone”

I said I need you, does that make me wrong?
Am I a weak man, are you feeling strong?
My heart was blackened, it’s bloody red
A hole in my heart, a hole in my head

Who will help me up?
Where is the helping hand?
Will you turn on me?
Is this my final stand?

In a dream I cannot see
Tangled abstract fallacy
Random turmoil builds in me
I’m addicted to chaos

Lights shined on my path
Turn bad days into good
Turn breakdowns into blocks, I smashed them because I could
My brain was labored
My head would spin
Don’t let me down
Don’t give up
Don’t give in

The rain comes down
The cold wind blows
The plans we made are back up on the road
Turn up my collar, welcome the unknown
Remember that you said, “One day you’ll walk alone”

Who will help me up?
Where is the helping hand?
Will you turn on me?
Is this my final stand?

In a dream I cannot see
Tangled abstract fallacy
Random turmoil builds in me
I’m addicted to chaos