I finished most of the engine’s collision detection for the next milestone. It’s coming along nicely and fits well into the scene graph. My rusty math skills have come back to haunt me by slowing my progress some. I have mainly been doing network programming for the last couple of years so I needed a little review. I tried to obtain the knowledge by means of voodoo but I ended up burying Bill Pullman alive in my back yard. According to Hollywood that’s pretty much how a voodoo ceremony should go down. Yet, in the end, I had obtained no additional math skills. Finally, I realized there was no quick fix. I would have to buckle down and do it the old fashioned way. I hid behind a car outside the math building at my local university. When people walked out of the building I jumped out and yelled a quick question about trigonometry at them. This usually resulted in either them or me running away. It’s a sick world we live in.
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Remember when in the early 80s and late 90s every made-for-TV movie revolved around a person being mistakenly pronounced dead and immediately buried alive within two hours then finding out it was their your spouse who did it and taking revenge on them?
…I do
(buried alive)
“Lucky for Clint he’s buried in a cheap wooden box and he unburies himself. Just remember, Hell hath no fury like a man buried alive!”
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