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My sleep cycle is broken like a drunken promise right now, and I don’t really expect it to get better in the next few days. Ah well. It was a Sunday.

Last night’s Honest Ed’s Movie Night was a rousing success, featuring such cinematic abominations as “Gunmen” and Jackie Chan’s break-out hit “Fabulous Bodyguards”, along with a wide variety of junk food. We’ll have to do that again, I think.

For my birthday, Tyla got me a wonderful cookbook, and while I haven’t cooked anything out of it yet, she’s been cooking up a storm. Yesterday, she made cheese. Unreal.

Most of today was spent in my bathrobe, playing A Tale in the Desert, which is really a fantastically novel game. The game world is a bit sparse, in that it’s the size of Egypt and has but a few thousand people scattered throughout it, and you do end up doing a lot of running, but when you throw in the co-operative research paths and rich resource/production system, it all adds up nicely to a game in which there is a real sense of regional community. I guess it’s sort of like Pharoah meets The Sims Online, but I say that more because it’s easy than because it’s true. There’s a free 30 day/24-hour trial, a very active community, and you can download the client to get started. There’s no combat at all other than some battles of wits and economic competition in the form of some opposed “tests”, if that affects your decision at all.

I didn’t do any work today. Not a sausage. Tomorrow, I’m going to finish testing the hot, dripping hell out of my latest batch of changes, and then check them in. You’re welcome to do the same, but be advised that not just anyone can bring that move. It’s a judgement call.