I got a nice mechanical gaming keyboard recently after having gone my entire life using generic membrane-switch keyboards of varying levels of quality. With this in front of me, I looked around for some typing games to test it out with and came across a game called Epistory, which is fairly enjoyable. I then began considering working on a typing game of my own that focused more on the actual typing instead of wandering through a story-derived world with some heavy typing bits here and there.
Here is just a test image I cooked up that would serve as the basis of such a game if I ever decided to pick the shovel up and start digging.
Friday, February 1, 2019
Friday, January 4, 2019
Mental Blips #20 - Blunt
The air was too moist
to light the birthday candles,
therefore I shot them.
to light the birthday candles,
therefore I shot them.
Friday, November 30, 2018
Poems and Prose #168 - Drizzle
I descend through
a translucent cloud,
thinking to myself,
aloud,
that it doesn't seem
that far
down.
a translucent cloud,
thinking to myself,
aloud,
that it doesn't seem
that far
down.
Friday, October 19, 2018
Poems and Prose #167 - Sentinel
I saw a solo sojourner
traipsing without care,
seemingly surmising
that no one saw him there.
But I saw him quite well,
despite the sun's sharp glare,
his every minute motion
less a whisper than a blare.
My noontime entertainment here
a ninety-minute stare,
I started up some music
on my cheap MP3 player.
Amusing though his antics played,
I knew how badly he'd soon fare,
when I depressed the button
on the right arm of my chair.
Grimacing then grinning,
I pulled my sleeved arm bare,
glad I'd had this lengthy break
from being forced to be aware.
traipsing without care,
seemingly surmising
that no one saw him there.
But I saw him quite well,
despite the sun's sharp glare,
his every minute motion
less a whisper than a blare.
My noontime entertainment here
a ninety-minute stare,
I started up some music
on my cheap MP3 player.
Amusing though his antics played,
I knew how badly he'd soon fare,
when I depressed the button
on the right arm of my chair.
Grimacing then grinning,
I pulled my sleeved arm bare,
glad I'd had this lengthy break
from being forced to be aware.
Sunday, September 23, 2018
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