From now on please call me "The One Big Beautiful Bill.".

I'm still sticking with the benevolent elderly man rather than the malevolent elderly man.

"Do you want to sell sugar water for the rest of your life or come with me and sell expensive toys?".

I think at this point we can turn ChatGPT loose on the whole Marvel universe corpus and replace 50% of Hollywood.

USING ALL CAPS SHOWS THAT YOU GIVE A SHIFT.

The last thing on my bucket list is to get a bucket.

Going with the flow. Unfortunately the flow doesn't seem to be going anywhere.

Rainbow at OAK

The Big Bang must have come after The Big Refactoring.

Oh Visual Studio Code how cynical you are, autocompleting my TODO comment with "yada yada".

Giving up on JavaScript. Taking the leap and rewriting in TypeScript. I'm a newb but already finding lots of bugs. There is hope. .

If only all programs could be "toy" programs.

Poking around on amazon dot com this morning in Chrome DevTools, they are loading #Wasm files for their media player. #WebAssembly Article about it here

Marveling at the system that can deliver a summer fruit salad to me in northern California mid-winter.

Thank you Al for helping me get started as a games programmer. Rest in peace, buddy.

In the end, we had an unhappy split. I decided I could do the publishing part and started my own company, BudgeCo. He took the news badly ("Bill, I don't know you. You're a chameleon.").

He would take me to computer shows when he had a booth. Out for a business meal. He tried to hook me up (unsuccessfully). He told me about this fun sport he loved, called windsurfing.

Al came from a world that was foreign to me (really "the school of hard knocks"), but we were friends. I think he tried to expand my world.

There were a lot more checks to come over the next few years.

He came back a month later, excited, with a royalty check for $7000, which made me pretty excited, as I was probably living on only a bit more than that per year. I set out to make more games. .