The Glory of Mason Jars

“I just don’t have the time, sir!” he said in response to my demanding inquiry about why he wasn’t following the workout regimen I had given him. I could feel my blood boiling, my skin flushing red, my forehead and neck veins throbbing with anger. I didn’t believe in wasting people’s time. I knew how important my time was, and how I felt when it was wasted, and I expected the same in return. I had far better things to do with my off hours than work through physical formulas customized ideally to an individual only to have them ignore my efforts, failing to make any of their own. Continue reading

Recurring Themes – Fanmail

I’m honoured that so many of you have been contacting me for assistance towards a healthier lifestyle. My heart goes out to each and every one of you. Every situation is unique. Every challenge is different. Your battle will ultimately be yours alone. That can sound intimidating and even scary, but consider this – your victory will also be yours alone. You won’t need to share the credit or the glory with anyone. It will be your hard work, your dedication, your consistency, and your sheer force of will that drives you from where you are to where you want to be. Your future self will look back and thank you. Continue reading

Blog Banter #38

In his recent “That’s just the way it is” post on Jester’s Trek, blogger Ripard Teg posits that the established EVE player-base has come to accept many of EVE’s design idiosyncrasies, rarely questioning their purpose or benefit. Conversely, he also suggests that new players might not be so forgiving of these “quirks”. In an interview with Gamasutra, Senior Producer CCP Unifex describes EVE Online’s developers as “relatively hands-off janitors of the virtual world”, underlining that he has only four content developers but “a lot” of programmers and engineers. Continue reading

Godkiller – Part I

The beauty of a planet from orbit always mesmerized her. Whether the violent storms of a plasma planet, the erupting landscape of lava planets or the serene beauty of oceanic planets, there was simply something majestic and captivating about these seemingly eternal pearls suspended in space.

She smiled despite her current situation, the tears in her eyes being wiped away by the violent winds buffeting her as she plunged towards the planet’s surface. He short hair blew violently around her, whipping into and out of her face as she struggled to take breaths of what thin air there was at this altitude. She refused to blackout. She wanted to face her imminent death head on. Continue reading