When I was in grade 2, 8 years old, perrenially dirty and greasy, we always played games. In the parking lot, whether it be touch-taya (tag) or raber-pulis (cops and robbers), I would always give it a full measure of love and devotion.
I'm sure you have seen this image. It's all over facebook.
I found some old render tests on my youtube channel that I just uploaded without giving much thought.
I chanced upon Word War VI, and it made my day! Are you familiar with the term "Editor Wars" ?
A friend of mine rhetorically posed a question: How Difficult would it be to start a blog from scratch?
Beacuse of a bad review , that insinuated book reviewers get paid to write well about Scott Lynch's The Lies of Locke Lamora, I decided to start reading the Gentleman Bastard ...
Mandelbrot means almond bread in German. But it's also an image produced using an algorithm that takes a complex number, composed of an X and Y coordinate between -2.0
So today I emerge from my kindle, having spent the most of last the month stuck reading about Pendergast.
When I was a kid, I always smelled of two things: the dried sweat you get after countless hours of playing under the Manila sun and, two, dried dog saliva.
