The skies they were ashen and sober;
The leaves they were crisped and sere—
The leaves they were withering and sere;
It was night in the most lonesome October
Of my most immemorial year;
It was hard by the dim lake of Auber,
In the misty mid region of Weir—
It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
—Edgar Allan Poe, “Ulalume”
What have I been up to, you ask? Being that this is season of Hallowmas, I broke out one of my collected works of Edgar Allan Poe and read some of his poems aloud in my bath. “Silence,” “Lenore,” “Ulalame” and “The Raven” all have a very strong beat to them that requires vocalization to truly come alive.
I’ve been working quite a lot on Funeral Quest. I’ve been posting to the forum and trying to reverse engineer the protocol so that I can create a Flash!-less HTML client. Why? Well, the Flash! client doesn’t work correctly on anything that’s not EI. On my XP box, the Flash! client is crashing intermittenly. This is annoying.
For online reading, I recommend the diary of MixerMan, a sound engineer working in the decadent and ghastly city of LA. If reality TV shows were this funny, I’d be watching them. You don’t need to know a lot about music to appreciate the utter insanity this guy encounters in the process of trying to record a “bidding war band.”
MixerMan’s diary makes the IT world look sane and professional.