More dicking around...

So in a fit of pride and creativity I went over to the Main Computer, booted up the art programs and did myself a nice title and description image. Then I decided to put it in the Company colors, though I can not for some reason, possibly because it does not exist, a way to change the basic dark blue background color, which I really want to be black. Too bad for me, and possibly you too.

The one at Alien Realities got me started, it is mega-cool.

And in the end it does look so much better. Yep. Sucker for flash. *shrugs* So, sue me...ummm, on second thought, do not sue me, send me money to pay real visual artists. :D

Well, off to do some writing on the unlawful to practice (or so they say), frowned upon by most, and somewhat studied and researched (under proper Imperial supervision of course, from both the Navy and a local University) Psionicology and possibly bring it up in the next meeting. First though to check with the proper Ministers and so forth.

Laterness,
Craig.

Post Script: I now have to teach my spellcheck to recognize my signature phrase, "Psionicology", and the word spellcheck (which indicates that is a program, not a function, sorta, it's complicated, just like real life). You think they would know these already, I mean it is the bloody Future.

Still no flying cars, robot butlers and factories, OK, so we got some robot factories, and the occasional robot butler who is actually a nurse's aid, but still no flying cars and personal jet packs, or super...oh wait we do have those, but not nearly tall enough or as many as we could, superskyscrapers that is (and another word it should recognize.)

Nor do we have either a beanstalk or mad scads of spaceports and stations, Lunar shuttles on weekly service, bi-monthly runs to Mars, with monthly runs to the Jovian subsystem, local stratorockets for those quick hops about the planet, New York to London, those kind of stratorockets, (which I just had to type again to piss off the spellcheck, I can be a dick like that.)

Actually I do have a healthy respect and a certain amount of love for Machine Life, but I also understand that they as a species are starting to hold too many dangerous cards when it comes to the survival of my species [Homo Sapiens Cybernetic] (Yeah, "cybernetics are cool". Sure kid. *sighs* Right up until you hit the maintenance costs, then they really start to suck some major ass. Then we get to malfunctions, whoo-boy can those be fun. Got any more clever Ideas?)

And well, it needs some work this Future we are building.

Don't get me started on the bloody war by robot and video gaming...

And I owe my spellcheck an apology, after all it can only know what it is programmed to, so they say...and it does good work for me. Keeps me looking like I am a superb speller. We lie! :p

Redecorating.

So, after some looking around, I decided to clean up the place and get the foundation laid.

Right now am loving http://alienrealities.blogspot.com/

Most cool looking, plan spending quite bit of T-DI's time there, research you understand...um you're not Vilani are ya?

Also writing a small little thing set on the balkanized world of Ruie. Then, I shall run it by my contact in the IA and see what he has to say...dread on that front, but joy on having a professional fact check your work sometimes.

Well, some time very soon, the ATP will run low and I will crash. Getting closer all the time, the small Sleepion Generator is kicking them out hard core.

Laterness,
Craig.

Some Words.

Now it truly is a place for words.

Eventually I will have some better ones...

Laterness,
Craig.