Category: Pulverbatch

January 2, 2007 /

Guess who’s a big old jackass! The guy who washes his pants with his paycheck in the pocket. Why, that’s me!

That said, my current system of payment involves my issuing an electronic invoice, their cutting a check a week later, sending that check on a week-long 740-mile journey in a check-shaped envelope with a transparent window, and having me physically carry said check five blocks to the same bank every damn week. You’d think a company that is made of Internet could streamline this process somehow! I’m not denying my own culpability here, but that doesn’t mean I can’t call shenanigans on the system. The McDonald’s next door offers direct deposit, and my last employer required it, and my current employer should at least make it an option.

Update 1337 hrs: Spookily, right after I posted this, my boss called me to say that a) I’m now in the corporate bonus pool, despite being a consultant, and b) I just got a significant raise. All complaints withdrawn! Forever! Probably not forever.

See now it would be kind of funny if this generated another instance of the problem

December 31, 2006 /

I finally opened up an LJ support ticket for the Anacrusis LJ feed, which appeared as of last night to be resurrecting entries at a rate of one per hour. While the more vocal subscribers are very good-natured about the whole thing, I’m not. I like my friends page legible and I am fairly certain I lose a quiet reader every time this happens, and this time it is quite definitely not my fault.

Update 1242 hrs: The hourly reposts disappeared, anyway, either via some kind LJ staffer or on their own. My fury has mildly abated.

November 25, 2006 /

From a discussion of finding Dracula’s voice in the Anacrusis LJ-feed comments comes this quasifilk gem of Ben’s:

“You know perfectly well the nature of doctor-patient privilege, Vlad,” says Van Helsing. “But–“

“I have her power of attorney since she was declared missing,” says Mina. “Go ahead, doctor.”

Dracula looks at her sharply, then back to Van Helsing. “Dracula Dracula Dracula Dracula Dracula Dracula Dracula Dracula Dracula, Dracula.”

Van Helsing sighs. “It’s Ms. Murray’s discretion. In here, please.”

He gestures them into a file room and rummages through drawers. “Polycythemia vera,” he says, “a chronic condition. Simply put, the young lady produces too many erythrocytes; circulation is slowed, bruises come easily. Treatment of choice is–“

“Dracula,” says Dracula.

November 11, 2006 /

I didn’t move to New York and I don’t plan on doing so; I’d have more money and some good friends there, but I don’t like the city very much and I’d be unhappy living there. I am still planning on moving, when I have the funds to do so on my own. I continue to work remotely for Indelible, and it’s not like I have to be in Louisville to do that.

Places I’d like to move include the SF Bay area, Portland, Seattle, Boston, Providence, San Diego and the Raleigh-Durham tri-city whatever. These reorder themselves in desirability on an hourly basis.

November 11, 2006 /

Hey Louis Villains. I’m running an in-store demo of Dogs in the Vineyard this afternoon at the Louisville Game Shop, and if you like games that tell stories you should come.

This is the first time I’ve ever run a game for people I didn’t know. I’m kind of nervous!

November 7, 2006 /

I discovered quite by accident on Saturday morning that there exists a DOS emulator. Then I installed Master of Magic and played for thirty hours straight.

I love Master of Magic like I will never love another game. It has cute animal friends and pixelated graphics. It has tremendous strategic depth and the addictive buddha-nature of One More Click. Every time I think up a new idea for a computer game, it is basically me trying to replicate the thrill of a cartoon devil telling me my granary is complete.