Thursday, 15 February 2018

Guess What I Did This Week?


If you guessed "writing" you get points. Though not many of them, because this game was pretty easy. There was also a little bit of walking, playing games, and watching Overwatch League. In other words "same as I've been doing every week" so this may be a short update. :)

The image above is from Sunday's Munchkin game, where we mixed The Good, The Bad, And The Munchkin with Star Munchkin to have a space & western themed game. I lost both times by a lot, but I did get some style points on the second game, where I ended up as a space-cat dude with diamond cat teeth, riding another cat. With my beautiful assistant side-kick, of course, and just for good measure, some forged ID in order to get out of any troublesome situations. It wasn't quite as powerful as Mike's Bobaser Dazer With Unlimited Ammo, but it was still pretty cool.

Other bits of news: I had cold-like symptoms yesterday but they got better over the day and now I'm feeling alright. I am also caught up on Trollhunters, a show that Karen and Mark really like, so now we can watch them together. I went downtown on Saturday to eat breakfast, visit the nerd stores, and walk along the harbour.

Also, next week I'm flying out to Penticton to visit Amber and Jason. There are some restaurants to visit and some wine to drink, and we'll probably spend a good bit of our time pretending to be racing cars in the New Mexico desert while lobbing spells and grenades at enemy racers.

It's a good life.

I'll probably have a lot more news next week. For now, I exist and I type.



Thursday, 8 February 2018

Another Day Another Daydream


On Tuesday, Dean's last day in Victoria, we went to Patisserie Daniel. They had a selection of chocolate treats (and other treats, but the chocolate ones were the ones that I cared about). This is their pain au chocolat, which was so good that I had to apologize to the people around me for not eating it in private.

I promise that Patisserie Daniel has not sponsored me or this message in any way. This is a sincere endorsement. :)

Other than that, I don't have a ton of news. I have been doing more writing.

...

That's about it.

Oh! Karen and I went to see The Last Jedi again, and confirmed that it was great fun (Disney has not sponsored me or this message either). I continue to enjoy the theme of nihilism in it, and how that theme relates to the deliberate referencing of the original films in the previous movie. I was entertained.

I suppose I also managed to get Overwatch playing acceptably well on my laptop once, and since then have been busy writing instead of playing it. I haven't even been keeping up with the Overwatch League, so no news there either. I'm currently in the middle of Philadelphia Fusion vs. Dallas Fuel still (the Fusion are winning 2-0 out of 4 so it's looking good as long as the Fuel don't tie it up). I'm sure some day I'll run out of writing to do, or I won't be in the mood, and I'll get around to finishing it.

Anyway, have a good week everyone. Maybe I'll have actual news next time. :)

Thursday, 1 February 2018

The Financial Times


Another day, another $2502. Between a post on my building's forums and a letter I received recently, I have learned that Top of the Valley has decided that now is a great time to drop a special levy on us. Because I'm on vacation and unemployed. Thanks.

For added pizzazz, they want at least half of it on my actual birthday.

So I'm kinda grumpy right now. I get why it's needed I just wish it didn't have to be right now. My finances will still survive to the end of my vacation, but it's going to pull some of the buffer out, which doesn't *really* change anything other than make me more stressed and grumpy.

Anyway.

The writing is still going full-tilt, and the longer this continues the more I think that it may be time to consider the idea of doing it professionally. I've dallied about for 15 years avoiding my dream--and learned a lot and made money and friends and things, which is all good--but I think maybe now is the time to put some thought into making a writing career work. For example, all that money I made over the 15 years, while small compared to most middle class incomes, was invested well enough that I can live cheaply. I might be able to get a part-time job and keep the writing going.

It may not work out. I may end up rationalizing to myself that another few years of earning real money would make my dream even more achievable. Part of me thinks that's wise. The other part of me thinks that if I keep doing that enough times, I'll avoid living the dream entirely.

Sorry if my tone is still grumpy. I am just angry because the special levy makes this question more pertinent and less fun.

Anyway, I've got some time to figure this out yet, and now that my health is finally getting close to normal again, I should have a little more energy to put into it.

My life is otherwise great. Like I said, my health is getting back to normal, I'm still writing my face off, and the weather here is lovely, if a bit wet. I didn't see the super blood blue moon, but I did see the super blue moon really clearly. Next week I hope to have updates on cool things I've done other than "sat on a couch typing a lot." :)

Cheers.

Thursday, 25 January 2018

Sea Air and Hills


Looks like it has been a couple of weeks since my first update. Part of my failure to update the blog last week may be down to laziness, though in my defence I have also been recovering from bronchitis and writing my face off, so I've been a mixture of mildly unwell and highly productive with other things. These are not excuses, as I don't feel particularly guilty, but as reasons they are pretty good.

So first of all the bronchitis recovery. I'm pretty sure the disease itself is long gone, and it's just the process of clearing up my lungs now. This is going slowly but seems to still be headed in the right direction. My energy levels have improved noticeably this week. Yesterday I walked to the store and back, and was a lot less wiped than I was on the same trip a couple of weeks ago. Today I went on a fairly long walk with the dog and am doing pretty well. I'm still noticing the limited lung capacity, but those limits are less severe than they were.

As for the writing, I seem to be over 35,000 words in the last few months, which is a pretty good volume. These aren't perfectly edited words, but they aren't just rough draft either, so that's a healthy productivity. I have another short story I'm working on that I would *like* to get done by tonight, though I don't think it's going to happen. If I can finish it off by Saturday, I'd say that's still winning, since Thursday is a little earlier than I'd normally be shooting for.

I haven't been doing much in the way of job searches or self-enrichment, though at least Karen and I made it out to the Royal BC Museum to see the First Nations exhibit. It was really interesting, with a large section on language activism, an amazing display of argillite carvings, and a neat buried-hut display. I think this confirms for me that I'd like to learn one of the languages. I'll need to do some research into which one.

In silly news, I'm really enjoying the Overwatch League (OWL), which is Blizzard's attempt at making a popular eSport out of Overwatch. I don't know if it will be successful, but I'm amused at least. Though they have so many games on right now I don't think I have the hours in the day to watch it all. I'm currently rooting for the Philadelphia Fusion for no good reason other than the fact I really like Shadowburn's Genji play (his Pharah is also really good). Though I also like Boston Uprising because they're underdogs who did really well against the Seoul Dynasty, who are probably the best team in the league right now. I admire Seoul too, for that reason. Also they have spiffy black uniforms which look really cool. :)

Anyway, I'm sure most of you reading this don't know most of what I'm talking about. But it's a thing that entertains me.

I'll aim to have another update next Thursday, provided I'm not nose-deep in a story like I was last week. Cheers!

Thursday, 11 January 2018


Okay, it's not my best picture ever, but at this point I'm still getting settled and willing to live with slap-dash work. :)

Travel went well. There was little turbulence--just a bit as we descended through the rain clouds over Victoria--and my ears didn't suffer that badly. The plug in my left ear didn't quite do its job, and I was mildly deaf in that ear after landing, but the right ear was fine and both are feeling good today.

I went to bed at midnight local time, which is biologically 11:00 pm, and still slept in this morning. I guess I needed the rest.

My lungs are still mildly sensitive from the bronchitis, and I noticed them when walking around the block last night. So I'm resolved to take it easy with the exercise.

I've been here for less than 24 hours yet already have put several of those hours into writing, so I feel like this is going to be a productive trip. At least productive in terms of wordcount, if not salable wordcount.

Everyone here seems happy to see me. About halfway through the walk around the block, Luna suddenly got a great big grin and love-tackled my legs. I think it finally sank in for her that I was back. She's been demanding pets and tummy rubs all day today, and I have indulged her frequently.

It's raining outside, which counts as "bad weather" around here. To be fair, I've been staying in, but the sound of the rain on the roof is pleasant.

I don't know what kind of schedule I'm going to have with this blog, but I'll try to post at least semi-regularly, like once a week, maybe. We'll see. I'll be in touch. :)

Friday, 11 November 2016

Remembrance Day 2016


This Remembrance Day, Canada gathers to remember the fallen heroes who defended our country and our freedom.

Lest we forget.

Every media outlet agrees, blasting this message across wired, wireless, fibre optic, and myopic signals at full volume. And who wouldn't agree? Who would dare suggest that the soldiers of World War I weren't dying to defend the freedom of the West? Or that the people of World War II don't deserve to be praised for their sacrifice to defeat fascism?

And yet this message makes me uncomfortable, and merely suggesting that will probably anger many people before I even get the words out.

And that's the first part of the problem. This is a message that we dare not question. A blind belief.

The blindness allows us to ignore the ugly side of war, like the fact that in World War I the West were the same kind of selfish, imperialistic dirtbags that the Germans were. We didn't just abuse our fallen enemies with the Treaty of Versailles, we also mistreated our allies, dividing the Middle East like kids divvying up a candy bar, sewing seeds of conflict which continue to haunt us one hundred years later in Syria and Iraq. There are other causes for the strife in the Middle East, of course, and we'd be taking too much credit to say that it's all us, but the greed of the West has a big role.

The blindness allows us to ignore the bombing of Dresden, or the nuclear weapons deployed against Japan. These events could be argued as either necessary to shorten wars and ultimately save lives, or as monstrous acts of evil against civilian targets. We don't have to deal with that complexity if we just remember how heroic our soldiers were as we fire bombed and nuclear bombed children.

The blindness allows us to ignore the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, which have failed to curb terrorism, are largely responsible for the instability that allowed ISIS to come to power, and were probably motivated by the politics of oil and pipelines.

Lest we forget.

The message also puts war on a pedestal above healing. The technology and heroism of World War II were certainly striking, but the social progress afterwards was truly monumental. The entire globe developed the idea of human rights in a new light after discovering what happened in concentration camps in Germany. Even Nazi supporters were horrified and disgusted when they found out what their government had been doing. The world also had to deal with refugees on an unprecedented level. There were entire cities that had been flattened to the ground that needed to be rebuilt.

At home, soldiers returned and saw how blacks, indigenous people, and other minorities were being treated at home. Having seen what racism had wrought under the Nazis, many soldiers were forced to question the racism at home.

Much of our understanding of good, evil, compassion, equality, and civil rights was shaped by World War II. This is more important than who won the Battle of the Bulge or why, or how many jet fighters Germany had by the end. This was the dawn of a new kind of morality about human life.

Lest we forget.

The veterans--and the civilians who supported them--of World War I are now gone, and those of World War II have mostly passed away. While they were and are alive, they remember these lessons in a way that someone like me, born in the late seventies, can't possibly understand. As they pass on, we are faced with the first true memory test: will we remember not just the fact that they struggled, but why?

Lest we forget.

Many of the institutions that were built after World War II, like the United Nations, are now unpopular, despite the fact that world poverty and disease are at their lowest points of all human history.

This year has seen Britain vote to leave the European Union, supporting a campaign that was at least partially fuelled by racism. A campaigner on the Remain side was murdered in the street.

This year has seen Donald Trump, an anti-Semite and outspoken racist demagogue become president elect of the United States. He promises to build walls and deport minorities--a disturbingly familiar call to anyone who remembers the lessons of World War II.

Lest we forget.

Lest we forget? Lest we forget what? Lest we forget the soldiers who died?

Partially. Yes, our fallen are worthy of our respect and our thanks. They really did die so that the rest of us could live free. But there is so much more that we also need to remember: how those wars got started, what terrible toll they had, what we learned about human nature and ourselves, and why we need to make sure that events like World War I and II never, ever happen again.

When we cheer blindly about how all soldiers are heroes, these are the things that we forget.

Yet I believe that this is a momentary lapse.

The younger generations of voters--the oft-vilified millennials--voted to Remain in the European Union. They voted against Donald Trump, and are now in the streets in protest to indicate that they are not going to tolerate abusive policy without resistance.

Even the majority of The Donald's supporters don't like him. Hillary Clinton is the second most unpopular presidential candidate in modern history, outdone by Trump. Trump won despite being despised, and in fact lost the popular vote. He was elected as a protest against the present, not as a vision for the future.

So let's go back to World War II. Let's watch documentaries, read Wikipedia articles and books. Let's remember those lessons.

Let's deal with the troubles facing our beleaguered journalists, who are increasingly out of work, increasingly bullied on social media, and increasingly monitored by police forces.

Let's keep a wary eye on the rise of political bots on Twitter, fake news on Facebook, and the lies and demagoguery of some internet "news" sites.

Let's bring truth back journalism and politics.

Let's do these things lest we repeat the mistakes of the past. Lest we return to the barbarism of racism, slaughter, and neglect.

Lest we forget.

Saturday, 14 May 2016

It's My Last Weekend Being "Gainfully Unemployed"

I've had a lot of ways of spinning my year-and-half off of working. I've used the term "gainfully unemployed" to emphasize that I'm doing more with my time than just playing video games (though playing video games has been a significant component). I've used the term "self-financed sabbatical" to further press the idea that I am working on education and creativity during my time off. I've also used the term "convalescing" to remind myself that there is a strong element of healing, both physically and emotionally.

And as I reflect on my last weekend before starting my new job, I have this sense that all of these terms are accurate and true. The amount of good that this time off has done for my physical health is apparent in a 5 second glance at the mirror. The good it has done for my mental health can be discerned by a momentary reflection on my mood, which is generally relaxed and cheerful these days. The amount I have learned in the last year and a half is enormous. Then there's the experiences I gained from living in another city with wise and intelligent room mates and their wise and intelligent dog.

I'm a bit nervous about the new job, but that's to be expected. I also feel confident that I'm up to the challenge. I'm excited about the fact that it's a long but reasonable walk and close to the kung fu studio's new location, so it'll be easy to get lots of exercise while working a desk job.

I'm a little bit sad that I'll have less freedom. On the other hand, I will have to carefully consider how I use my free time in order to still be constructive with it without undermining the restorative necessity of it.

And it'll be nice to have a new desk to store some of my toys. In the game industry, it's not just possible to be an unapologetic nerd, it's an asset.

Should be a good time.