Apparently these are a big thing recently – the ability to create a 3D image without using any 3D stereoscopic technology! Only the illusion of the brain! Continue reading
Category Archives: Roc’s Ramblings
Always here, a poem
You think I’m not online.
But I am always here.
Even if I’m not posting.
I’m here. Scrolling.
Judging.
OOC: The Battle of B-R5RB
This post could also have been entitled “How much does your hobby cost?”
I’m writing OOC, or “Out Of Character” today to those of you who might happen to read my blog but not be aware or interested in EVE Online. Please, read this one.
Use your Hand as a Guide
Now that I have your attention, get your mind out of the gutter. We’re talking about food portion control today.
SF Dark Oceans: Recurring Theme
Why is it that no matter how much one thinks they know people, the people always have the capacity to completely surprise and overwhelm?
The response to Stay Frosty: Dark Oceans has been extraordinary. I haven’t felt this satisfied in months. Thank you for that.
One item of interest that keeps coming up is people inquire as to the recurring theme that is spread throughout Stay Frosty: Dark Oceans. To some it’s epic. To others it’s inspiring. To a few, it was a ripoff of Matt Smith’s Doctor Who.
Stay Frosty: Dark Oceans
Ride to the Rescue
My comm came alive less than an hour after our previous conversation. It would seem that the Angel Cartel was at least capable of making quick tactical decisions, something the Empires could learn from. Continue reading
Tales from the Black Hole Pub: Someone to Listen
Blog Banter 52: The Other Side
Welcome to the 52nd edition of our continuing monthly EVE Blog Banters! For more details about what the blog banters are visit the Blog Banter page.
Go to the always useful EVE-Offline.net and take a look at the All Time (weekly average) graph for concurrent accounts logged in. Continue reading
Fight or Flight
A small house overlooking an ocean. The gentle breeze brushing across me as I close my eyes and feel the heat of the local system’s sun against me. No, two suns. It would make for a longer day, a better harvest. I could hear the waves crashing against the shore below. Turning around and opening my eyes, I could survey all the acres of my property. In the distance I could see her weeding our personal garden. She looked up at me just then and smiled, waving her hand. I waved back. I loved her so much. Continue reading
ROC'S RAMBLINGS 