Howdy hoo, I'm still here.

I'm going in a dozen directions here. I promise to give you more details on my life as I can, and this time I really mean it.

1. I'm spending most of my time on the top-secret-uber-important-project-that's-name-cannot-be-spoken. And the security is really high and you'll never ever ever guess what it is unless you type my name into Amazon.

. . .no, not the Whoopie Goldberg movie, ya idjit.

2. Just got back from Seattle where the wife and I did a week's worth of press-coverage of Casual Connect. It was a quite-nice conference and we should have loads of stuff to post. Probably next week.


Right now the super-secret project has gone into a mode that all multi-person projects enter no matter how well-designed, and that is "thrash". That's the point where all of the one-person pieces converge into a single coherent whole and it's not obvious where to start and all you can do is thrash around and grab random pieces to create a fake-start that you'll eventually rewrite once you've figured out how you actually should've started.


It's rather like the collapse of the galactic empire in Asimov's Foundation Trilogy (go read it, you illiterate). It's something that's 102% inevitable, and all you can do is organize yourself as well as possible so you can minimize the period of darkness that necessarily follows the collapse.

On a good note, the Encyclopedia Galactica is complete. On a bad note, having it doesn't help me one whit.