11Oct02 (Monthenor): Devil May Cry makes me all confused. It was a really cool beat-em-up with a couple strange underwater parts that didn't make much sense. Then last night I go and beat it. In the process of beating it I was confronted with at least two separate, distinct games...Tycho's assessment on Wednesday was spot on. It's like a little toddler game that doesn't know what it wants to be when it grows up. I can picture DMC sitting in the development office a week before launch, sucking on a lollipop..."I wanna be a fighting game! No, a fireman!". I should thank my goddamn stars that I wasn't forced to collect and train tiny baby demons to fight other tiny baby demons.

Yes yes, maybe my "hard" is normal people's "hard at 400 times normal gravity". DMC is still damned hard, and the difficutly level only gets harder from here.

Going to Alex this weekend, going to Urbana next weekend...this will be the tightest comic crunch I've faced yet. Just a warning. I already told Morgion it's on him to get MM019 done.

Forgot to work it into the comic, but We Heart Devil May Cry.

10.11.02 (Morgion):

What?! It really is all on me? Crap. That's one of the things I knew about and put to the back of my brain before I made the proper notations in my frontal lobes. It sneaks up on me like other transient and disturbingly important things, like, "Oh, there was a Senate meeting tonight, but I was watching Shawshank Redemption and my brain (i.e., Palm) is a shattered carcass of its former self." That happened last year when my Palm had an unfortunate run in with my floor. Damned gravity.

Despire our best efforts... wait, what the hell am I talking about. Because we're geeks and gaming connoisseurs (or occasional yet obsessive/compulsive gamers), our comic includes a fair chunk of gaming humor, a niche exploited by only a few thousand other offerings. Unfortunately, we don't have an audience composed exclusively of gamers. For example, the following comment comes from one of my belligerent and bewildered coworkers: "What about the poor database administrators? What do they get? Nothing!"

A sad truth indeed. I shall endeavor to post some schema-related hilarity as soon as possible. :-)

BLARG! THE FILE IS NOT PROPERLY CHMOD'ED! I AM SO MAD EVERYTHING IS IN CAPS! EVEN THE HTML TAGS, AND THAT'S NOT XHTML 4.0 STRICT COMPLIANT! ARGH!

11Oct02 (Monthenor): Silly me, apparently I forgot chmod. The past few weeks I've just been copying the old files over and filling in the new text bits, but this week the folder got created a little early.

And I'm sorry, but I don't know any database jokes. Databases simply aren't funny, kids. The last experience I had with databases was in Shi's class, and I can think of only three things less funny than Shi's class. Two of which involve Rosie O'Donnell.

sometime (monthenor): rules of attraction makes me wish i was an alcoholic

12Oct02 (Monthenor): Okay, I guess Goldmine is pretty funny. Suckers.