Redlow.net

Welcome to redlow.net, an ancient place of power birthed from the remains of an abandoned roman internet super highway. A site so antique, it's everything and nothing at once. Once in a blue moon I might update a thing.

An award-winning poem.... from a computer game. Also, about a computer game. Can you say nerd? I can. I smell it too!

Unfortunately in my efforts to rebuild my site, my memory is foggy on this short story, but I believe it came out of a Meetup "Just Write" session challenge. The character is extremely loosely based on a real cab driver, although I'm sure he wasn't named Nugget, and takes a short, humorous stab at explaining his motives and personality.

A simple drupal 7 module requiring Commerce and Commerce Order. It demonstrates an early basic understanding of hooks (more complicated ones followed) along with the ability and desire to make simple, elegant solutions to some of drupal's more esoteric problems. In this case, the Commerce module's order form does not make the "company/organization" field required and does not give the option to do so.

In 2001 or 2002, Ultima Online's unique volunteer program consisting of Seers, Counselors, Troubadors, and new player advisors (whose exact titles are eluding me!) was canceled. These were players working for free to help the game including running quests (like a dungeon master in D&D) and helping - by hand - new players adjust to the game. I interviewed one of the seers shortly after the program was terminated.

A travel essay/article; and the last thing I ever wrote at Eastern IL University. The crux of the essay is my trip to England and the slow transformation of feeling like an awkward outsider to being one of a close-knit team of friends. It's a little corny, skimming it now over 10 years later to write this summary.

Once, I wrote a silly letter to Nabisco after some Oreos I bought went stale. This is the letter and their lame reply. Suspiciously, Oreos started being sold in resealable packaging only a few months afterwards.

Another award-winning poem.. submitted in a computer game. Although this one has nothing to do with the game at all.

Like a putz, I agreed to build this language translator for some languages spoken in this ancient game, Ultima Online.  I maintain the code, but not the appearance.

For immediate release:
THEY Corp. reports a major merger between Tuesday and neighboring day, Wednesday.

I have OCD. All the OCD.  There's only so many magic sleeves in the world (heaven forbid you play a magic deck without them) and only so long before I get tired of a deck and take it apart.  If it was especially tasty, I'll write it down first.

A poem about a former love interest, who shall remain safely anonymous. Although it sounds abstract, each line has specific meaning.

A free-form tree built in 3D Studio Max. One of the last models I built, this one has some texture work along with 2D planes with leaves to create the illusion of full foliage.

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