Day 1: I think I might be getting sick. Maybe. Feel funny.
Day 2: Dang. I’m sick. Bah. This isn’t so bad. I can take it.
Day 3: This is it. I’m going to die. I’m going to be one of those guys who snuffs it before reaching middle age. I wonder what my funeral will be like?
Day 4: I lament that I was ever brought into this world, for it is now my lot to endure these dark horrors. Life is a vast and joyless expanse of misery and suffering without meaning or merit.
Day 5: I am infected to the very soul. Each breath is an ordeal. Each moment a punishment. My heart may continue to beat, but it does so against my will.
Day 6: I think I’m on the mend. Whew. That was nasty.
Day 7: You’re getting sick? Tough break. Well, suck it up. Don’t be such a baby.
Project Octant
A programming project where I set out to make a Minecraft-style world so I can experiment with Octree data.
The Loot Lottery
What makes the gameplay of Borderlands so addictive for some, and what does that have to do with slot machines?
Silver Sable Sucks
This version of Silver Sable is poorly designed, horribly written, and placed in the game for all the wrong reasons.
Video Compression Gone Wrong
How does image compression work, and why does it create those ugly spots all over some videos and not others?
Spoiler Warning
A video Let's Play series I collaborated on from 2009 to 2017.
T w e n t y S i d e d
Heh.
Classic, classic Shamus.