I’m finally on broadband.

It’s amazing. ; )

Best. Concert. Ever.

It’s going to be good y’all!

If you’ve played our game Ninjaman released in the beginning of 2006, here’s an update on how it’s going. Hey 33 million plays ain’t bad.

Great Infotainment!

Via Crackunit.com

Haha, oh man, we were so young back then.

Love this video.

Throughout my work day, I’ve begun to realise that it’s hard for me to change thought patterns for work. Say if I’m concentrating on one thought pattern such as coding, I find it very difficult to change to something else like designing. And it usually takes a 1-2 hrs for me to really get into it again.

At work my thought patterns basically fall under two categories: logic and math for coding; and visual and space representation/imagination for designing, telling people what to do, and all the other creative heebeejeebee.

I usually find that after a day’s worth of coding, my creative powers are virtually non existent.

If you haven’t realised already, I can’t multitask to save my life.

Something must be done, Batman!

Time for a change. Time for some money. Time to get out there.

The Plan

* 1 to 2 months off starting from the first day of 2008, then…

* Try some luck with some animation houses

* If that doesn’t work then I’m gonna do something new and join my mate Toan, my long time high school art class friend

* If that doesn’t work then I’m gonna try to get some freelance gigs (3 days a week, the other days will be to do my own thing)

* If that doesn’t work then apply for work at Boost Juice (it’s been a dream)

I’m sure I’m not the only one that’s thought of this but… YOU CAN GATE CRASH PEOPLES PARTIES USING FACEBOOK! Well at least in theory anyway. Hey, it’s not like I went on a search in Facebook for parties. People just happen to click on the “I am attending so and so’s party”, which in turn notifies everyone on their friends list in the newsfeed, which then gives you the ability to click on the link that takes you to a page with the party’s details.

Sad? Yes. But HOW AWESOME would it be to have the party’s address in hand so you can catapault wet toilet paper onto the unsuspecting-alcoholic-beverage-consuming patrons using a medieval trebechet such as the one below?