On February 6th 1991, the scrolling shooter (STG, shmup), one of the oldest genres of computer game died. It's been in denial but the fatal blow was struck on that day. Much like how early arcade games like Pong, Space Invaders and Donkey Kong forever dethroned pinball as the primary appeal of game arcades, so too did Street Fighter 2: The World Warrior kill the scrolling shooter.
I streamed and talked about some games and some design things on Saturday so that's the post.
https://www.twitch.tv/videos/1110868233
Remember School Rumble? That comedy comic and TV show about unrequited love from the early 00s? I never found it very funny. Not even on a rewatch a while back. Was it 2019? 2020? Time is an illusion anyway.
Raindrop percussion tonight.
Tempo for writing.
No pen, quill or ink.
Fingers hammer cheap plastic
Lightning fuels the screen.
Keys halt their clatter
Weariness muffles the words
Maintain the schedule
Time washes away
Mountains of dreams, ideas, hope.
Another dud post.
A spectre is haunting my brain - the spectre of Columnism. All the powers of good writing have entered into a holy alliance to exorcise this spectre: tweets and theory, short stories and discourse, French New Wave Cinema and German Expressionism.
Apologies for Monday's vapid assessment of the duck. The role of Ego in the works of Chuck Jones is obviously Porky Pig.
I'm not an expert in ecologically sound policy. Hell, I'm barely a linguist, media analyst or philosopher and I've actually studied those topics. It still seems like a sound argument to me that we need to use bamboo in more material goods. It's sturdy, grows fast and makes a cool "donk" sound if you run water through until the log drops.
I needed a new toothbrush for use after rushed breakfasts on the way to work and one made of bamboo was the cheapest option at the supermarket. This is a noble individual purchase which will surely reverse climate change.
Let's talk about the mouthfeel.
