If I had one wish it would be this:
World peace. No, scratch that.
I wish I could program computers at the level of Sid Meier (Civilization, etc.) or Will Wright (The Sims, etc.).
Then I could spend my evenings more productively than . . . er, whatever it is I spend them on now.
Lately I've been spending them on trying to migrate my Crimsonblog site to my homepage. I just now figured out how to get the archives to work but the formatting is still a mess.
This is a long way from barbarian armies gathering or angular women shim-shim-shimmying on the screen, but I do the best I can.
Weep not for gnotalex, for gnotalex will not weep for you.
I have no idea what that means, but the parallelism is irresistable.
And I must at all costs post, lest I be forgotten.