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Programming Vexations
Here is a 13 part series where I talk about programming games, programming languages, and programming problems.
The Plot-Driven Door
You know how videogames sometimes do that thing where it's preposterously hard to go through a simple door? This one is really bad.
What Does a Robot Want?
No, self-aware robots aren't going to turn on us, Skynet-style. Not unless we designed them to.
Project Button Masher
I teach myself music composition by imitating the style of various videogame soundtracks. How did it turn out? Listen for yourself.
Why Batman Can't Kill
His problem isn't that he's dumb, the problem is that he bends the world he inhabits.
Shouldn’t the title say Movie not move?
PS it’s Friday here? is this comic coming?
You know this had to happen at some point.
*golf clap for moron trying to sneak a suitcase full of snakes past authorities*
We now return you to your regularly scheduled chaos.
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but I thought this was a movie.
I mean, I saw Snakes On a Plane.
and that movie had a plane with snakes on it.
Joke topic I’m assuming.
When my DM was in San Diego recently, he met a Japanese guy at his hostel who showed him the angry snake in his duffle bag. He said that he was going to take it back home with him. When asked how he’d gotten it, he explained that it just came across the path so he grabbed it. Where? At the zoo. Strangely, the airport cops didn’t seem to care when my DM informed them about it on his way out of the country.
Now seems like as good as any a time to tell you my PRE-9/11 airline security story. One vacation in college I was able to fly home (Spokane to Seattle) with a couple friends. At the security checkpoint going, the workers asked if they could re-scan my friend’s purse, but found nothing. We all gave each other puzzled looks but shrugged it off and continued on. At the end of the vacation, we were again going through security with no problems, until a very grim official asked if he could open my backpack. Suddenly I remembered and thought “OH SH**!!!”
That semester I was taking an Independent Study Biology class where I was removing all the soft parts from the skull of a very dead goat. For the purpose, the professor had let me borrow his very long, very bad-ass looking hunting knife which I had stored in my backpack and had completely forgotten about until that moment!! We were running short on time before the flight, so instead of going back to the ticket agent to check the knife, I gave it to my parents and asked them to bring it with them on their next visit (another sign this was pre- 9/11.)
I swear if this had happened a decade later, I would probably be in a detention center in an undisclosed location!!
…that can’t be serious. No-one would be that stupid.
Yep i have to agree
lmao. dunno if it’s real but it’s fun nonetheless.