Tag Archives: New York City
Pong Backlash
Atari‘s announcement of their upcoming $100,000 Pong Indie Developer Challenge came as a bit of a surprise to me, after their recent app-store cleansing of any indie games with any mechanics similar to existing indie games. Chris Priestman writes on … Continue reading
Internet Trendsettr
Harold, Chip and I went to a talk at The Yard, and then walked over to a nearby hipster spot for red wine. (Oh, and food.) We were, of course, talking shop. My friend Chip thinks in URLs and apps. … Continue reading
Director of Fancy Pants
My Swede-ified name and swanky job title appeared over my desk while I was out of the office. I’ll have you know that I did not write this, but the person who did surely shares my feelings on job titles … Continue reading
Comic Book Men
The other night, Harold wanted to give Comic Book Men a try. As far as I can tell, this show is about the staff of a New Jersey comic book shop, who make nerd culture jokes and dick jokes. There … Continue reading
Game Designer
Credit: Sheri Graner Ray Just for the record, my parents don’t think I fingerpaint all day. They know my job involves a computer. Edit: If there were room for one more, it would be “What some players think I do”. … Continue reading
Unclaimed Flowers
“While I was away from my desk, a dozen roses arrived with no delivery name, card just just reads Love, Jeff. If anyone has a significant other named Jeff please contact him to see if he sent you flowers.” –Mass … Continue reading
Herpetology
I’m on the phone with Eric and I ask him to tell Kristine, his sister and my old roommate, that I made use of some of her herpetology background while in Florida. “Oh?” Eric said, jumping to the immediate Hoffmann … Continue reading
ORL to JFK
Our flight was mysteriously delayed for two hours, but we noticed another JetBlue flight flying into JFK a couple hours earlier, and asked the employees if maybe there were two seats on the earlier flight. (Oh, and internet? Harold would … Continue reading
Shopping At Hogsmeade
Harold was in Orlando for work, and I went down to join him for a couple days. My trip was thrown together in my typical impulsive way, which is not usually how staid, organized Harold likes to do things. So … Continue reading
Twenty Minutes
“North Carolina’s not so bad!” I think, changing planes in Charlotte on my way to see Harold. “It’s sunny here, and southern politeness is charming. Maybe I should just have a better attitude! It’s probably going to be fine!” I … Continue reading
