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About Me

I'm a game designer, which means nobody really understands what I do (they think I actually program the games or do somthing hard). Furthermore, everyone thinks I have the best job in the world. I'm sure that I have a job that is in the top 1%, but I would not go so far as to say it's the best. Nor would I say it's my dream job. My dream job would be exclusive screenwriter to Steven Spielberg or something. In any event, like many 20-somethings, I graduated college and drifted in place for a number of years. As I head into my 30s, I can feel the pull of ambition, drawing me in to better my life. I'm open to suggestions at this point...

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Ultra-hot, British-accented sexpots who worship my brain in all ways (especially sexually) and have the miraculous power to grant wishes. Also people that are cool, smart, funny and share my outlook, or at least have outlooks that aren't so dissimilar from mine that I want to throttle them the day after election day...

My Blog

The Eyewear for the Job You Want

We were walking back from lunch when the chorus of iPhone checking began.  We received e-mails and, as we were heading back to the office, decided to see if it was anything worth our attention.  It tu...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Jan 2009 21:30:00 GMT

No Lecherous Lothario is Shy, Retiring, Snobby Dave

It starts this week.  Without any distractions this afternoon, I was able to focus on another round of rewrites to my current project.  By the end of the week, I intend to enroll it into a load of c...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Jan 2009 20:51:00 GMT

Optimism and the Past

I continue to slip into being some idealized movie figure from the 1930s.  Once I make sure I look good in a suit and a waistcoat, I'll be set.  I now have a soda siphon so I can make whiske...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Jan 2009 23:36:00 GMT

Romance, Cynism and Coincidence

I have a former coworker who is kind of hilarious when it comes to women.  He's been married for a few years, and he's younger than me, so when I say he's hilarious when it comes to women, I mean...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Jan 2009 00:20:00 GMT

S l ee p

I think I'm pregnant.  Well, since that's biologically unlikely (unless my parents never told me about my first few days on earth as a hermaphrodite), there must be some other explanation of my s...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Jan 2009 20:02:00 GMT

Auld Lang Syne

Having an upper-respiratory infection on any holiday sucks, especially if it might be pneumonia.  That was killing people less than a hundred years ago.  This year, I wasn't looking forward ...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jan 2009 23:25:00 GMT

Bogus news is good news

While I was out Christmas shopping, I made a rather rash decision.  Despite my hatred of the Magic 8 ball and other random fortune-telling things, I bought a can of fortune-telling sticks at Toy ...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Dec 2008 01:35:00 GMT

Four Days is Quite Enough

Coming back from the holidays, I had one gift that was unintended from my folks, namely a nasty cold.  I remember having it a day after my mom and thinking, "If this is what she has, she's being ...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Dec 2008 00:04:00 GMT

Childsong

It was my final bus ride of the year.  I endeavored to get solidly through the book I'm borrowing.  I've got a pile of six books in the queue and I'm reading two.  I'm hoping that my fa...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Dec 2008 23:27:00 GMT

When Randomness Doesn't Work in my Favor

Tonight was the office Christmas party.  It was really my last Christmas party until the actual family festivities. The office party consists of the usual drinking, food, white elephant gift exchanges...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Dec 2008 20:54:00 GMT