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1月29日 Old Blogs
Old Blogs
I’ve been moving stuff out of our old house for a few weeks now and one of the things I’m having to go through is all the boxes of stuff from Trilobyte. I’ve avoided all those boxes for a very long time. Memories of Trilobyte are very mixed, and, perhaps fortunately, a lot of it is forgotten. But Trilobyte remains something I am very proud of and not a day goes by without some reminder of former glory. I’ve come across two things recently though that have brought back a lot of memories. Boxes of photographs and books of blog printouts. The photographs were all pictures that marketing had taken. Parties, launch events, trade shows. We had a Scottish Highland band walk around E3 for the Clandestiny launch! We had awesome Christmas parties! We had really awesome launch events! I’m very thankful to Jane LaFevre, Trilobyte’s marketing VP, for archiving all these photographs and putting them into one box. I also found my blogs which I read again with very mixed feelings. I worked almost around the clock for many years at Trilobyte, even through the birth of Roque, and it’s very emotional to go and read those blogs again. Many of them are technical, some of them are funny (I just watched the premiere of “The X Files” review) and a lot of them are sad to read with the perspective I have now. I want to get all of this onto a computer. Trilobyte was many things, but it was also many great things. We were one of the first companies with a website, we made a breakthrough game, we survived many a storm, and in the end broke many a heart. While I find it tough going through those boxes, I’m going to go through them. Graeme. 1月26日 I can't believe it...
I can't believe it...
The Steve Jobs reality distortion field is just too strong... I’m selling my NeXT system on Ebay http://cgi.ebay.com/NEXT-Computer-system-SUPER-BUNDLE_W0QQitemZ270207112548QQihZ017QQcategoryZ51046QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem So I can maybe get an Air.... Okay, so it’s a little old... Graeme. 1月25日 Cloverfield
Cloverfield
I went to watch Cloverfield last weekend. It made me feel dizzy and seasick but I managed to make my way through the entire movie. There are two “big alien/monster” movies I’ve seen told from a family perspective. Cloverfield and Spielberg's “War of the Worlds”. All in all I enjoyed War of the Worlds more than Cloverfield, perhaps because I related to the Father/Daughter storyline in War of the Worlds, perhaps because I didn’t feel sick watching the movie, or perhaps because it was a better movie. I do love telling stories from the social perspective. Surrounding an event with everyday events like news stories, phone calls to mom, wild speculation by the populous and blogging. I think that adds a new dimension to the story and Cloverfield has done very well from that perspective. I can imagine that there are many more stories to tell inside that six hour event that would be as intriguing and entertaining as the first. Next time though, I hope they find a better cameraman. 1月3日 Strange Dream
Strange Dream
I had a really odd dream last night. I was back in school (okay, that part isn’t so odd) and had to find classroom K9. I could find K7 but for the life of me could not find K9. Then I heard a dog barking in the shop next door and went in through a little small door at the back of the store and lo and behold it was classroom K9. We were studying nursery rhymes and their meaning. Ring a ring of roses is about the plague (you put roses around people for the smell and victims would have a sneezing fit before they died) but the teacher asked me well, if we have all of these nursery rhymes about our history, then how come there are no nursery rhymes about the bible? And I’m not a theological person, I don’t think about the bible or think about religion that much (but I have great respect for those people that do, no matter what faith they pursue) so it was really odd that the teacher in my dream asked me that question. And then I woke up and for once remembered the dream enough to write it down and wonder what it all meant. Graeme. |
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