Bossman is turning into a flake

I don’t think we’re seeing things eye to eye any more. He thinks things are going one way and we’re saying their going another. We say projects are starting because we’re talking to the people who will be coding it and he’s arguing no new work is being done. I think it’s time to come back and manage the team. This side project has gone on long enough is starting to cause some problems.

Who put that Creeper in my living room?

Mistakes were made. There was a Creeper in my living room. They’re starting to act like wild wolves, hunting packs and picking on the weak. I was once again jumped by two Creepers in formation. The first one blew the front door to my house right off the hinges while the other fell into the massive creator it made thereby putting itself smack dab in the middle of my living room. On the whole scale of good and bad this was very bad since the living room is where I store all my materials. And since I lost all my stuff in the previous lava incident I had no weapons with which to defend myself. Apparently Don heard my girlish cries of terror and came running over to assist. With great haste he dispatched the cretins and helped me down off the ledge. Literally. I was trapped on the ledge the explosion made and couldn’t go anywhere because the Creeper […]

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire!

Mistakes were made. A forest was incinerated. Let’s be clear, this wasn’t my fault! This was the work of a band of renegade sheep or pigs or cows hell bent on destruction and nefarious plans to ruin me. Something, I’m not sure what, caught fire and then proceeded to wander into my specially designed forest. Within moments several trees were engulfed and shortly thereafter the entire landscape was a raging inferno. If it hadn’t been my forest it would have looked quite spectacular. The fire spread, well, like wildfire and soon the entire area was burning. Nothing but glowing embers as far as the eye could see. Every one of my trees went up in smoke and in just a minute or two there was nothing left. Nothing left but the sound of my tears as I stood on the top of my newly created castle and watched all my hard work disappear. These are the times that try men’s […]

Lava can be a harsh mistress

Mistakes were made. Pants were incinerated. My efforts to rebuild my castle after it was annihilated by data corruption were going swimmingly until I was a victim of Creeper Madness. Whilst working on a light using lava and glass, and minding my own business, I was taken from behind by a Creeper. I saw no shadow, I heard no sound. All I saw was dirt and miner flying. After picking myself up and dusting off I realized I wasn’t alone in the newly formed crater. Before I could run there was a second explosion, just like in Backdraft, and that was the end of me. Those evil bastards were working in pairs to blow me to smithereens! After respawning a few feet away I begrudgingly walked back to collect my stuff. Much to my horror I found that the explosions had set a lava flow in motion which had destroyed all my goods including my beloved diamond pickaxe and diamond […]

Lava can be a harsh mistress

Mistakes were made. Pants were incinerated. My efforts to rebuild my castle after it was annihilated by data corruption were going swimmingly until I was a victim of Creeper Madness. Whilst working on a light using lava and glass, and minding my own business, I was taken from behind by a Creeper. I saw no shadow, I heard no sound. All I saw was dirt and miner flying. After picking myself up and dusting off I realized I wasn’t alone in the newly formed crater. Before I could run there was a second explosion, just like in Backdraft, and that was the end of me. Those evil bastards were working in pairs to blow me to smithereens! After respawning a few feet away I begrudgingly walked back to collect my stuff. Much to my horror I found that the explosions had set a lava flow in motion which had destroyed all my goods including my beloved diamond pickaxe and diamond […]