Given the way my life has been shaping up recently, it figures that it'd take a sick day for me to start ranting again. I've been bouncing around from project to project lately, and it seems like MT suffers when I don't know what to do with my time. I have to up it on my priority list, though. I think that it should at least be higher on my priority list than "lie on the couch and try not to cough up a lung."
It's not that I haven't had free time, mind you - just that I've been low on energy after my free time gets sucked up by various projects. And hell, I still haven't done my taxes.
So where do I start? I guess the best place is to pick up where I left off, a week and a half ago at the Game Developers Conference. It had been a pretty stressful week at work, so I was really glad for the day off. I originally hoped to take the bus down to downtown San Francisco, but my parking plan was thwarted by inconviently scheduled street cleaning by my cousin's house. I was forced to spend fifteen bucks on parking in downtown San Francisco - which was equivalent to an hour's work prancing around in spandex.
I'm sure many of you were hoping that I'd have plenty of wild stories about the crazy sights I saw on the GDC floor, but after I met up with my friend and got my pass to wander the convention, my only priority was finding breakfast. It being a Friday in Lent, I had to wander a while to find a place that had vegetarian breakfasts, so that took up a good chunk of my time.
Besides - there's just not that much of interest at GDC. It's a lot of behind-the-scenes stuff, like transaction systems and physics engines.
So, when I got back to my friend's booth to take my turn in a mocap suit, I was well fed and pretty damn bored. It wasn't long before they handed me what looked like a diving suit rigged with Christmas lights, and they sent me into the bathroom to change. While I was suiting up, I had one of those moments where I try and look at myself from the outside. There I was, half-naked in a San Francisco bathroom. And what did I think?
"Crap, I should've brought a roll of quarters."
The next three hours were an absolute blast. After they calibrated the cameras on me, they mapped my movements to some sort of rhino in tighty whities, and it was fascinating to watch the thing writhe around arrhythmically as I busted out my best Asian dance moves (AKA writhed around arrhythmically). Of course, given the fact that I was being rendered, the nerd in me wouldn't let me get away without doing some silly moves, so I busted out the idolm@ster dances along with every special move from the Street Fighter II that's possible to replicate.
A few minutes later, I realized one big problem with being in a spandex suit covered in lights: for whatever reason, they had given me a rubber floor to cavort on. I built up truly insane amounts of static charge by jumping around wearing a battery pack. The first time I even approached another human being, there was a loud snapping noise and both of us shouted in surprise as the electricity found somewhere to go. The second time, I was a little more prepared for it, and we both flinched a little before making contact. The third time, I felt silly and said "If you will not be turned... you will be destroyed!" before making force lightning motions and zapping the crap out of my unsuspecting friends. Two and a half hours passed like this, with me jumping around like an idiot and electrocuting people on the side.
At the end of the day, one developer came by and wanted to see what would happen were I to breakdance. I was curious myself, so he came into the camera area and started showing me some basic moves, which I found at once awesome and incredibly dangerous. With all the shuffling around I was doing, I figured that I was going to kill everyone around me in one giant, glorious discharge of lightning. However, I wasn't destined for anything so spectacular, so all I got out of it was free breakdancing lessons and one last chance to zap my buddies.
Anyway, my three hours in a motion capture suit were incredibly satisfying, and some day I'll get around to posting select pictures of me being a dork in spandex. I highly recommend the experience!
What else is up in my life? Well, the ever-present spectre of WoW hangs over my free time, but my current projects are doing my taxes (oh, what joy awaits me there...) and rearranging all the crap in my place into some measure of organization. Two bookshelves later, my ten-deep pile of books in a corner (I called it the Pit of Despair) has turned into some measure of order and happiness, while my Table for Random Crap has been turned into some blissfully empty space so I can stretch out. A few toys have also been taken out of storage and put on top of the shelves, which may or may not have been another big reason I bought the bookshelves...
But enough of that! I still have to get a new TV stand and clean my room, and at some point I have to do my taxes.
I'll let you know if more random craziness pops up.