Archive for the ‘Journal’ Category

An Archive of Embarassment

Feb 27th, 2009

One of the problems with having grown up on-line is that you have your history packaged away and archived across the internet. If you know what took look for on Google Groups, you can find comments I made almost twelve years ago back in 1997. I was thirteen at the time, naive, and at times overly keen. There are incidents recorded on there which are still embarrassing for me, mistakes and misunderstandings which resulted in my accidental insulting of others and making myself come across a complete edjit in the process. I still want to apologise about one incident in particular, as technical problems prevented me from doing so properly at the time. At least all that is hidden away though, and isn’t something that will get turfed up with a simple Google. This website however is.

I first set up this website back in 1998, run from an old, long dead, Geocities account. Since then it has moved through several hosts, and has undergone redesigns in which I have committed every known sin of web design. However, while the layout has changed, most of the content has remained.

In 2002 I overhauled the site contents, establishing many of the sections that exist today; only the blog is a more recent addition, appearing first on Blogspot in the summer of 2004. At this point my website was already four years old, and contained a lot of content which no longer interested me, and in some cases frankly embarrassed me. I was however loath to abandon any of it, and it was instead filed away in a section called ‘the Warehouse.’

While the site has been redesigned since then, I haven’t done another overhaul of the contents. Many sections have been abandoned completely, whereas others have undergone hideous surgical procedures as I have attempted to account for vast changes in my life, without making fundamental changes to content. What is worse, is the site completely lacks date stamps, and ten year old pieces of art or writing sit as though part of a showcase, rather than a museum. Anyone stumbling on the bulk of my site now would confuse the ramblings of a fifteen year old me, for my twenty-four year old self; I’d like to think I had changes a bit since then.

Only the blog is current. New years resolutions are still being kept, and I’m keeping it updated, but more importantly timestamps keep old and new separate. Sure, there are still posts dated 2002, and even older archive material pulled together from the depths of my hard drive, but it is clearly labelled as such. I may be opening myself up to scrutiny which may make others uncomfortable, but at least it is obvious what people are looking at.

Which brings me to my main point. I need another overhaul, and I need to make use of the blog in the process. I have already started moving my content across to WordPress, filing it in currently inaccessible pages until such time as I can update the system to come. However even this is likely temporary, as eventually I imagine almost everything will be blog posts. Static pages will act only as anchors and indexes, capturing the redirects from the old structure. Meanwhile redundant content will be shifted elsewhere, photos moved to facebook and flickr, and badly dated playlists to last.fm. Categories will be tweaked to reflect what I’m actually taking about, rather than what I planned to talk about five years ago when I first started this blog, and I’ll look at ensuring that the most interesting content is flagged up, and brought to the forefront.

This restructuring will ensure that nothing gets lost, but that everything is presented in context. Old games will no longer be something I’m trying to push, but a reflection of me in the time I wrote them, but still available for anyone who may fish to play them. Meanwhile other information will be travelling, taking advantage of a web that is far more social than the one which existed back in 1998, 2002, or even 2004. The recently added Lifestream is a reflection of this, a me that is decentralised and spread over countless different websites, and I hope to begin to better reflect this in this website.

Now if only facebook would open up the API to allow the import of comments from my notes. The various plugins which scrub the HTML don’t seem to work.

Travels with technology

Feb 19th, 2009

Phone, iRiver, DS, Wind; the number of pieces of technology I travel with is a bit silly, or would be if I didn’t forget to pack things. Yesterday I synched my iRiver, downloaded a couple of podcasts, and got it charged up. I then left it on my desk. Even more annoying I also left my headphones, meaning I can’t even use my laptop to listen to music or play any games which require sound; not unless I want to be murdered by my fellow passengers anyway.
I also have the annoyance that Virgin don’t seem to have wised up to the fact that it is 2008, and so my search for wireless networks yields nothing. I’ll be on this particular train for four hours, so would have been willing to pay a small amount as well. Instead I’ve resorted to composing blog entries in word, and tweeting via text. This should probably worry me, as it does somewhat speak of an internet addiction.
Of course, the time could have been useful. I’m writing a short story at the moment for instance. But it exists on my desktop, and stupid me forgot to sync it across. There is also the ‘On art and games’ entry I’m writing, which again exists on my server. This is one of those times where cloud computing would be fantastic, except I can’t access the cloud.
So how am I posting this? Well the answer it, I cheated. When this actually goes up on my blog I’ll be safely home (or will have died horrifically in a train crash, the following entry being published posthumously). I’ll fiddle the time stamps though, because after all, no one reads the bloody thing anyway, so it’s not like it really matters.

Where does the weekend go?

Feb 15th, 2009

The third part of the ‘On art and Games’ series won’t be appearing this week, but instead will be up once its done. That’s not to say I’ve been ignoring it, but these things can take a while to put together, and I don’t want to fling the whole thing together in a rush. I’ve also reconsidered the idea of it being a fixed series, as its a far larger topic than I had first suspected. Instead, I expect the series will be interleaved in with other posts, and each article will be more or less self contained.

Ch…Ch…Ch…Changes

So this leaves a bit of a stream of conciousness affair here instead. If anyone actually is reading this blog regularly, you’ll have noticed the ‘this weeks tweets’ post which appeared this Wednesday. As you may have gathered, this is an automated weekly affair and ties in with my use of Twitter. You might also have noticed the ‘lifestream’ tab, a page which summarises my activity across the web, perfect for all you stalker types.

Time and Tide

The title of this blog post refers to the weekend’s tendency to disappear. I had intended to get some food shopping done, but suddenly it was six and I hadn’t got to the supermarket. I was in the lab though, before ayone thinks I was in bed. Odly enough this is probably actually a good thing, as I had forgotten than I was heading home later this week for my Mum’s birthday. I had planned a whole week of food.

The Great Train Ticket Gamble1

Oddly, talking of going home I had a great time playing the ‘find the cheapest train ticket’ game. It turns out that the answer was Megatrain from Edinburgh to Birmingham, and then a standard return from Birmingham to Kemble. I could have actually done it cheaper with an offpeak return, but that would have left 15 minutes to change trains in Birmingham, which is a bit tight if one of my connections suffers a delay. I’m still slightly confused at what happened to one of the tickets offered to me between Birmingham and Kemble, as it seemed to change price. This isn’t unusual for ‘advanced’ tickets, but only standard tickets were availible at that point.

And Now for Something Completely Different

This was originally going to go in On Art anf Games [Part3] but never really fitted. So I’ll stick it here instead, where is still doesn’t fit but at least its surroundings are similarly muddled.

Genre?
I have always felt the term genre is mis-applied when used to describe computer games. In other media, genre describes the theme and style of a piece, whereas when applied to games it is more often used to describe the mechanism. In rare cases, particularly with some more arty indie games concerned with dissecting gaming mechanics, this may be appropriate, but in most cases it isn’t. I think part of the problem is that game-play mechanics are often far more central to games than any vague themes the game may explore; in many games it would be ridiculous to even attempt to identify any ‘themes,’ particularly in the early days when these terms were coined. However, it would be ridiculous to describe a film genre as ‘animated’ or ‘black and white,’ it is still more difficult to even identify an equivalent concept for literature, prose and poetry perhaps. While overarching game-play mechanics are important in defining the tone of a game, and are likely to be one of the primary influences in terms of appeal, I feel the term genre has been misapplied.

And now, finally to football is over, sao I can start watching Being Human.

  1. I almost went for the great train robbery, but the price was fairly reasonable in the end []

Browser Issues

Feb 9th, 2009

My browser of choice is Opera, but recently it has been crashing with alarming regularity. It tends to be on page loads, and some pages do it more frequently than others, such as facebook, The Wall Street Journal, and, erm, Opera.com.

The latter really tipped me off that something was up. At first it wasn’t too much of an issue, but the regularity seemed to increase, and soon it became unusable. I needed to find a solution. Firstly I cleared my cookies and temporary files, no change; clearing the history had no effect. I began removing my customizations, four years of tweaks and adjustments which had resulted in the build up of residue as I consistently used the upgrade feature. Still crashes. I disabled plugins, but the crashes remained. I killed background tasks, and no change was seen.

I nuked Opera. I backed up my mail, and uninstalled; wiped everything; to no avail. It still crashes.

I am now approaching the end of things to try. I know its fine on my netbook, although that is running Opera 10 alpha. And a look back at the crash log reveals that this all began on the 10th December, shortly after a graphics driver update. I’m now updating them in the hope that this will solve my problem. If it doesn’t I’ll try Opera 10 alpha on this computer. If that doesn’t work, I shall have to, for the first time in four years, seriously consider another browser.

Edit: Well graphics driver update didn’t work, so I’m now on to version 10 alpha. I find it slightly ironic that I have switched to an alpha for stability reasons. Seems to be okay so far though.

Slumdog Millionaire

Jan 25th, 2009

Earlier today I went to see ‘Slumdog Millionaire‘ at the local Vue. Firstly meta-commentary: £6.20 for a student ticket! I’m sure the cinema never used to be quite that expensive. Secondly, I do wish people would avoid talking though the film. I’m charitably assuming that one of the women behind me must have been blind, because her friend seemed to narrate was was on the screen every couple of minutes. Then again, the “Oh, this must be where he meets the lassie,” comment, among others, suggests I may being too generous. (Especially as by that stage we had already seen the ‘lassie’ in question several times!)

I first heard about ‘Slumdog Millionaire‘ a couple of months ago, certainly before the nationwide US release, and probably around the time it had first been seen in one of the film festivals. I thought it sounded interesting, but then only end up getting round to see it after its critical plaudits, and success at the box office. Sigh.

However, although I enjoyed the film, I felt it fell short of what it could have been. Even allowing for the requirement for flashbacks, the film often felt slightly disjointed. At times I found myself left in confusion as to how Jamal knew something (and I don’t mean the answers to the questions), and although it was possible to deduce the reasons from later in the scene, it often meant the beginning of the scene was slightly confusing. (Although possibly thats just me being slow)

Similarly, I felt there was a lack of narrative cohesion between most of the questions, and the associated flashback. While there is no particular reason why the answer to the question needs to tie in with the story more intimately, I feel it may have been more satisfactory that the use the ideas which in some places felt slightly shoe-horned in. Ironically, had the story been more contrived in places, it would have felt less so.

Oh dear, I make it sound like the film was terrible, when it was anything but. (Not to mention I must sound hypocritical when I say it felt disjointed in places.) I enjoyed the film overall, and felt it was a pretty good example of the way in which the British film industry operates best. The film certainly wouldn’t have come out of Hollywood, and I seriously doubt it could even come out of the American independent films scene. I’m not familiar enough with the Indian film industry to know wether a similar film could have been developed there. Obviously the author of Q&A was Indian, and the film made use of a number of Indian actors (as well as British, Asian actors), however my knowedge of Indian film extends as far as Bollywood, and I don’t what the rest of their film industry is like.

Edit: Whoops, almost forgot my plan to rip-off Rock, Paper, Shotgun and link to a piece of music at the end of my weekly blog posts.