Far Cry

5°C, from 7°, like yesterday.


Far Cry is a computer game- a First Person Shooter. I’ve always hated FPS games in the past- I consider flight sims "my thing". I like the feeling of engagement, reading up on its history, technology,  tactics; these things open up a new world. Before Il-2 Sturmovic I’d never heard of Smolensk, Viasma, Schisselburg, Novossorisk and hundreds of others. I have to admit that I practise* Pacific Fighters just so I don’t get rusty for Saturday’s online games which I often take part.
 
Anyway, Far Cry has surprised me by being good fun. It’s not tied to a single solution to problems like other FPSs I have come across. I hated Medal of Honor*, it attempts some historical accuracy but you can grab a health pack when you’ve been shot or blown up then get up and carry on running. I scrapped that one. I’m repelled by games with silly scary monsters, kid’s stuff. This does seem to strike a balance between reality and the genre of fps games. I am aware, however, that this game can be completed and be done with. That is- once the levels are finished, then you may as well un-install it. Except it comes with a built-in level editor and map builder. I doubt that really expands the game without a lot of time expended. Il-2 missions are quite easy to build; you only need to have a reference for historical facts to ensure believable missions. Most fps games are far too short. This promises a good 20 hours of gameplay- and that’s said by expereinced gamers. I am not one – but still, I can’t see this still running for years- like Il-2 still does.

The Meteor: I’m still reading up on this, other sites I have looked at suggest it has enough plus points to justify taking it to a specialist.

I have had some difficulty choosing the spelling for that, alt:"practice".

meteorite

8°C, Sth wind,dry.

What boulder is about 5 times denser than a stone one. Has a dull shiney and very smooth surface. Could it be a meteor?
We would have found it at a beach in Wales, but that would have been a breach of local bylaws. So we didn’t. I’d like to investigate this a little more, I can show exactly where it wasn’t found on a map. I may take it to school – could it be an iron ore lump, or manganese or even nickel? I want to take a Giger* counter to it as well.
*Giger-Muler tube. It has a solid smooth surface, no visible imperfections and could conceivably have been melted at one time.
Having a quick look on the web- this page comes up first. Mine looks like Picture 3- the Haematite ore. Still, it’s quite impressive. I’ll try out their checklist.
OK there are no Regmaglyphs

Cycling: 56.7 miles, slow due to the wind.

Satur nerd day ( *a-hem*)

9°C & dropping, sunny bits

Copyright: we hand over copyright to Microsoft when we write these space blogs. How does that actually work, and why? When we upload a picture, the file name changes, so the picture you download is different, I bet it changes in other ways too, size exif data and so on. The pictures I have loaded here are all mine. I can easily prove it because the origonals are hanging from nails on the walls of this room. Perhaps MS are trying to claim copyright on the digital images that are generated by uploading one of our own.
It serves to remind me that countries aren’t ruled by those we think. Ours are ruled by lawyers.
 
….I’m off to play a game now.

Kokoshka

7.5°C, cloud, dry


Teaching: Days like this make the job worthwhile. I have a year 10 student who paints like Oscar Kokoshka. Unlike most of her peers, her painting is more capable than her drawing, but in both the’s a natural. I may break with habit on these pages and post a picture that’s not mine. It’s well worth seeing!

My turn to paint: preparing the ground for a new picture. The idea is a person floating at sea, I’d like the water to look deep. The canvas is ready with a coloured ground ( burnt sienna & pthalio blue). Also started an oil sketch to sort out the composition & some colours.
I need lots of think-time for this one, perhaps a think-tank full.

Mad in van

5°C, still, frosty start.


Drivers of white vans lived down to their reputation today. At Muckley Corner roundabout, there was a white transit behind who was threatening to push me out into the ceasless traffic. I know th wait was long, the longest I can recall, but there were just no gaps in the traffic to allow us to cross. There are no traffic lights on that roundabout. He revved and lunged the van at me, then swore & gestitulated. I decided to play it safe and pulled aside & let the psycho pass. There is a lamp-post out there with his name on it.
 
The msn server problem seems to have cleared up. It runs at a reasonable speed.

Broken

8°C,


Weather:
The gloom has cleared. What a relief, the ride to work was partly illuminated by some dawn twilight. that afternoon of grumpy bike fixing – dodgy chain links, brakes, lights and so on.
No painting posts for a few days now- I’ve not been all that well. Nothing serious, but it was tiring. Now is ok, brightness looks likely tomorrow.
 
Puzzling software: What are Macromedia Contribute and Flashpaper. I told the technician at work that we didn’t need them, but now, it looks like we do (at least the Flashpaper). We need pdf rendering software in school, not just for DiDA. This lone looks just as versatile as Adobe’s offering, but it’s included with a suite of software that we already have. No need for new licences.

slow slow slow

5°C, getting warmer

I doubt I can get much writtne here- msn .net servers are responding so slowly- it’s taken over 10 mins to open this new entry page.
 
Bad news for cycling today: BBC
I know accidents happen, but this is avoidable. If it’s avoidable, I don’t really think the word "accident" is the right one. The driver was not speeding, but still driving dangerously fast, the road not gritted.
"Officers have described the deaths as a "tragic accident"".
It’s as if they think there was an element of chance, or it was unavoidable. It’s clearly ok for drivers to kill cyclists as shown by this and countless other killings.

Painting: Just replaced the Final "Armover" photo in the gallery. I’m not sure it looks noticably different- but it does now have four layers of glaze on it. It certainly looks different here on the shelf- but the photo ; I’m not so sure.

Lychees!

3°C, murky.


36½ miles or cycling. It’s just about dry now. The chain nearly broke- or so it appeared when I arrived home. .
 
It’s also a day of recovering from a late night:  Bed at 2am. We went to a party for a couple celebrating their civil ceremony ( if that’s the right name). On of whom works importing Italian shoes. She got this amazing drink that’s the Italian equivalent of Champaigne. The difference is- this stuff is nice. I just can’t seem to remember it’s name.
 
Maybe I should categorise this under "mundane". We did eat lychees!

glazed

The letter

September 29, 1984 Dear so and so
Gather me up because I’m lost
Or I’m back where I started from
I’m crawling on the floor Rolling on the ground
I might cry I won’t go home
So here’s the story
I am turning up in circles
And I’m spinning on my knuckles
Don’t forget that there are circles left undone
And very close to me
Forgive me Comfort me
I’m crawling on the floor Rolling on the ground
There’s a blanket wrapped around my head
I’m moving in a line that’s shaped like this
I’m holding in my breath I have a room
Can you tell if I am lying
Don’t forget that I’m living inside
The space where walls and floor meet
There’s a box inside my chest
An animal stuffed with my frustration
Can you hear me?
Don’t forget that I’m alone when you’re away
You make me act like other people do
Forgive me Comfort me You comfort me
You make me die I’m gonna cry I won’t go home
Don’t kill the god of sadness
Just don’t let her get you down
See that man inside that book I read
Can’t handle his own head
So what the hell am I supposed to do?
I’d like to know how he died
My hands are shaking Don’t you love me anymore
I only need a person, keep my shoulders
Stand around lie down
Move your hand above the floor
Gather me up because I’m lost
Or I’m back where I started from
I’m crawling on the ground Rolling on the floor
I’m gonna cry You look for me
Love Kristin, P.S. keep them coming

©1994 Kristin Hersh

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^ spine-tingling stuff while I was finishing off that painting.

Or at least I think it may be done, only looking in daylight tomorrow will make sure. I have a photo but it’s so near to complete that I may as well wait then post a picture into the "Finished Oil Paintings " album.

 

Happy new year to those commentators who’ve made such a good start to the year.