The Esports Bubble

What a sorry state of affairs. There's clearly an esports appetite, but by chasing after massive payouts the whole enterprise seems unstable and misses the point.

People want to watch other people who are the best in their field compete. There's an organic market there but the decentralised nature of the web makes viewership and participation a different animal. So, to treat esports like American Football seems tone deaf, at best.

GB Studio

So gosh darn cool. It reminds me of the endless hours I poured into RPG Maker1 years ago. To have this power in the browser and be able to export a working game feels bananas. I know how Moore's law has progressed, how the power from behind our browsers was many multiple times more powerful than the Game Boy Advanced, but it still feels like it shouldn't be possible.

Oh the wonders of technological progress.

Edit: I got a bit ahead of myself. You can export and play your game in the browser, but you'll need to download the editor to create a game. Good news is the application is cross-platform and includes Linux for us super dorks.


  1. They are still making RPG Maker

April 20, 2019

Happy 8Th Birthday, TRST_Blog

How the time flies! I've had a website in one form or another since the early 2000's but this one, for whatever reason has stuck the longest, since 2011 to be exact.

I love that this site exists independently of the general pull of the web's centralising forces. I also love that for better or worse, this site reflects who I am, my interests and my style stretched through time.

There has been considerably less activity here over the past few months than I would have liked. I could blame the inter-continental move, trying work circumstances, or anything for that matter, but the truth is I've found it difficult to get at who or what I am just looking in the mirror. Harder still write at all with any sense of direction.

Yet, I have higher hopes for myself in this season of unlocking. Struggle is the start of something new. And given the relative amount of existential angst I've felt, I'm expecting a decent bounce back. (Can you tell economics was never a subject I paid enough attention too?).

Happy birthday, you big, beautiful, independent blog; here's to another year, another spring and another season of growth ahead.

Dynalist

Dynalist is a great cross-platform outliner in the spirit of Org Mode for Emacs users, or Omni Outliner for Apple folk. You can make lists, indent them as much as you need (to make a sub-project perhaps?), zoom in and out when you need to focus in on a few points and check off or strike out tasks as necessary. I have tried my best to keep all of my reference information and notes in one application best suited for note taking and my tasks in a task manager but for my taste, mashing everything into one tool has been a boon for my clarity. Dynalist is simple compared to the software I used previously, but it turns out I havenʼt needed those missing features.

You may have heard of Workflowy which is great software, donʼt get me wrong, but Dynalist is open about their development, is generous with their free-tier and pro plan trial and is receptive to their community of customers. I have paid for both, but Dynalist won me over through their continual efforts to improve and grow... and their extensive keyboard shortcuts. Who could forget those!

[Note: The links to Dynalist are referral links, if you sign up using one you get a free month of their pro plan and I get a little off my monthly bill. Itʼs a service I have happily been a paying customer of for months, but this being the Internet, who knows what your feelings towards referrals may be. Consider yourself warned.]

The Religion of Workism

I'm not sure I buy the altogether too tidy link between people work too hard/much to people worship work but this line landed for me:

The economists of the early 20th century did not foresee that work might evolve from a means of material production to a means of identity production.

Again, I'm not sure whether I worship my work, or the sense of what I do as good in itself. But my relationship with work has been messing me up lately, something I just attributed to a general bout of existential confusion. Now, I wonder if I haven't been caught up trying to find the fit between work as a means and work as an identity.

My parents didn't see their jobs as defining pillars of who they were, beyond a modest sense of being hardworking, and they're content. Attempting to find a deeper message in my daily toil isn't doing me any favours—beyond giving me anxiety. Add both premises and our anecdotal conclusion: ease up a bit from work and find other ways of bringing meaning into my life.

CURATOR Volume I

A snowboarding magazine, turned into an art-house coffee table book? What's not to love? I don't think I have the willpower to keep my credit card at bay.