I have a sneaking suspicion that the games industry is headed for a downturn that will make 1983 look like nothing.

My mother was found unconscious and rushed to the ER. Now in intensive care. Pneumonia and she also managed to put two of her pain patches on instead of one. So, an accidental drug overdose to boot.

Sleepless night.

Now packing a suitcase and heading into the office.

Workstation

A combination of insomnia and temptation are happening right now.

https://www.raptorcs.com/TALOSII/

Seems like the decision was made to enjoy bagels, pop tarts and toast while waiting for the inevitable.

My clones would be busy writing code and would have zero interest in politics. My voting this time around was an anomaly.

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If you figure out the secret to cloning, let me in on it.

Their green phosphor display was amazingly crisp.

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What's hilarious is running the IBM-PC port of Centipede on modern hardware. It was timed to a 4.77 MHz clock speed.

A game now will last roughly a millisecond.
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