Katie & Scott & Simon & Cecily.

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Day 10: too much movie makes the scott go awesome

In an hour, Katie and I are headed to the movie theater to take part in the our yearly epic Oscar Movie Showcase.  It’ll be the third (consecutive) year that we’ve decided to do it, subjecting ourselves to the glory of watching five movies in one theatre on one day.  I think that Frost/Nixon closes out the evening for us around 11:50 PM.

That’s pretty much it for today, but I thought I’d answer some frequently asked questions that you have.

Are you crazy?  That’s so many movies to sit through!
I know!  Isn’t it great?  It’s a little crazy but not crazy enough.  The theatre’s usually pretty full and anyone can leave anytime they want.  It’s a great experience, though, and it’s a great way to get pumped for the Oscars tomorrow.

Does your butt get numb?
A bit, but movie theater seats are pretty comfy and you get short breaks in between each movie, as well as a longer dinner break between movies 3 and 4.  Besides, I practice by sitting for 8 hours each day at work.

So if you’ve seen some of them, you just rewatch them?
Yes, except I got lucky this year.  I haven’t seen any of them yet!  Katie’s seen Benjamin Button, but that’s it.  In fact, since we started going to the showcase, we’ve started to avoid watching potential Oscar Best Picture nominees through the year.  Between both of us, we’ve only ever watched one of the five films all three years.  For reference, it was Little Miss Sunshine and Juno the two previous years.  And I could watch Juno as many times as you play it front of me.

How do I win my Oscar pool?
Don’t be swayed by your emotional attachment to the films.  Don’t predict too many upsets, especially this year.  Don’t get last minute jitters and change all of your votes.  And, in most places, vote for Slumdog to take home the statuette.

Do you believe that the best film of the year always wins the Oscar?
No way.  There are so many independent films that get released yearly and there is so much campaigning and politicking around the Oscars themselves that it’d be impossible to say that they always award the actual “Best Picture.”  Heck, sometimes the “real” Best Picture may not even be nominated.  The academy does an admirable job, however, of highlighting some pretty good movies usually, even if their tastes from year to year seem to stay similar.

Oh, do you get any perks at this showcase thing?
Heck yeah!  Free popcorn, all day.  And a collectible lanyard thing!  There’s also trivia in the theater in between movies where you can win posters and stuff, but it’s pretty random and haphazard who gets called on to answer.

All right, I’m off for 13+ hours of quality cinema and will attempt to not let me personal feelings cloud my Oscar pool picks, which are already pretty well solidified.

Day 9: what makes video games fun? (part 1)

I try to play many video games, both in sheer number and in a variety of different genres.  Part of this is in an attempt to become a better producer, but it’s mostly because I find it fun.

While I cannot play every game that comes out, the lending library that we have here at work, along with the company store and the occasional purchase means that I can get pretty good coverage of all the “major” games that get released (although the definition of major is heavily controlled by how much marketing a particular game receives).

This initial brief inspection of what – to me – is a good game focuses on one aspect of games: difficulty.  As I’ve grown older and my total free time has become narrowly defined by my working hours, I’ve started to appreciate more and more the shorter games with solid story and gameplay: the Portals, the Mirror’s Edges, the Dead Spaces.  That’s not to say I don’t get enjoyment out of an epic like Zelda or Fallout or GTA.  It’s just that the length, after the initial 15-20 hours, begins to feel like it’s working against me instead of for me.

Starting a long game isn’t the problem.  The problem is that with a long game, I’ll often reach a point where the difficulty of progressing is no longer worth the reward of what I’ll unlock.  There’s a very fine balance between making a game challenging and making a game hard.  I feel that many games fall into the trap of needing to ensure an experience that isn’t too easy and end up forgetting that difficulty requires fun gameplay to motivate the player to continue.

Maybe I’m bitter because I played Street Fighter IV for two hours last night and couldn’t defeat Arcade mode on Very Easy.  Maybe it’s because I remember exactly when I stopped playing GTA IV – a mission where I had to clear out an entire building full of drug dealers.  I did so and got a great feeling of accomplishment, only to be shot down by a police helicopter trying to escape and being reset to the beginning of the mission.  Maybe I just suck at games with “IV” in the title.

Regardless, it just felt like I was being needlessly punished by the game.  Why weren’t the GTA checkpoints in the mission closer together?  Why are the Very Easy fighters on Street Fighter still so good at fighting?  I should never have to say, “What?  Are you kidding me?” to my TV while playing in regards to failing.  I should only say things like “Oops.” or “Agh!  I can do this!” or “Wow, those 12 year olds are much better with sniper rifles than I am.”

It’s funny because The Sims series is the exact opposite of most games.  There is very little difficulty involved.  In fact, if you let your computer sit there, your Sims will generally do a decent job at taking care of themselves.  All our money cheats are right there in the readme and there’s no stigma to giving yourself a million dollars to build that ultimate mansion.  And yet, designers and producers on the team still talk about making sure that we’re not making things too hard or too easy – that we walk that fine line where players don’t feel like they’re watching the game play itself but also don’t feel inadequate because they’re not “good enough” to get past the first level (of a career or skill, for example).

And that’s a good thing.

Day 8: obsession

I wouldn’t say that I have an obsessive personality.  I don’t get engulfed in everything that I have a taste of, and one of my many faults is that I often don’t finish what I start.  This frustrates Katie because, for example, she doesn’t like starting to watch new TV shows if we already have a bunch of box sets that we’re halfway through.

However, there are certain things that I do obsess about.  I’m writing this from work because I stayed up late (against Katie’s very intelligent and sensible advice).  We recently bought a new printer and it was delivered to us from Amazon yesterday.  Hooking it up to our main desktop took very little time and we were soon able to scan and print to it.  Great!

However, I then became obsessed with trying to get the printer sharing to work so that we could print from Katie’s Macbook wirelessly.  I stayed up until about 3 AM with little to no luck.  This happens from time to time.

I’ve noticed that it happens most often with some kind of computer “project” that I start setting up in the evening.  I’ll often stay up until an unreasonable hour even though I usually don’t make much progress.  It happened when I first was trying to put together my MythTV box and it sometimes happens when our computer runs into problems and I have to find a way to restore the boot sector correctly or something similar.

Why do I obsess about these little things so much that I ruin my sleep cycle?  Especially when experience has taught me that it would actually be more helpful to sleep and come back to it?  I think it’s because it frustrates me to stop; it feels like I’ve lost and the computer has won.  Losing to a human, I can accept.  A computer?  I spent four years learning all the different ways to make a computer do exactly what I wanted.  How can a machine outwit me?  The Internet tells me that other people got this working!  Why can’t I?  What am I doing wrong?

Warning!  Boring printer stuff ahead!

That said, does anyone have any ideas on what could cause a shared printer connected to an XP Pro computer to not be printable from a Macbook?  My hunch is that it has something to do with the Mac not having the right drivers, but I’m not actually sure how to get them on there.  I tried using the setup CD that came with the printer and it installed something on the Mac, but I can’t select the right model when attempting to set up the networked printer.

What’s more, the Mac can see the shared printer through Windows networking and even thinks it can “print” stuff to it.  The document will appear in the printer’s queue (on the XP machine too!) and the printer’s little LCD screen will say “Processing…” – but then the document will sit in the printer’s queue, saying that its status is “Printing” which is nothing but a vicious lie.  Eventually, it will disappear from the queue if I don’t cancel it first.  Sigh.

UPDATE (3/3/09): I got it working this morning!  With the help of these fine instructions, I was able to set up a redirected “fake” postscript printer on my XP machine that pretends to be an Apple printer but really redirects print jobs to the actual printer.  So, I can’t use all the settings of the Canon through the Macbook, but printing a test PDF this morning came out just fine.  I consider this a victory.

Day 7: rent

Last night, Katie and I watched the DVD of RENT: Filmed Live on Broadway.  I’ve seen Rent twice on Broadway, watched the film version that came out in 2005 a couple times, and listened to the soundtrack too many times to count.  Since I began listening to music as a human being, it’s probably been the album that I’ve listened to the most times.  In all, the show has had a large influence on my life.

I still love the show, and I expect that most musical-theatre-lovers of my generation do too.  It may not be their favorite musical, but it’s hard to believe that it doesn’t hold a special place in the heart of anyone who saw it when they were young and just beginning to appreciate musicals.

What makes it so great?  First, it’s well written.  The songs are catchy and infectious, the  characters just flawed enough, and the plot is touching without becoming trite.  Every time Angel dies (spoiler!), I still cry.

Second, the story of Jonathan Larson’s career and the journey of getting Rent to the stage is heart-breaking and inspiring.  It’s the kind of thing that only seems to happen in made-for-TV-movies.

Most powerfully, for a kid in school, seeing or hearing this musical opened doors you didn’t know were possible.  It let you look past the touring production of 42nd Street you saw last summer and the version of Kiss Me, Kate that your school was putting on this year.  As the opening chords of Tune Up #1 start, it was like Larson whispered in my ear: “do you see what a musical can be?”  It can be dark and full of electric guitars.  It can be set in a abandoned loft in New York City.  It can speak to what people are like today.

Taken together, Rent is so entertaining and so hopeful and so powerful that it has a permanent spot on my iPhone.  I’m sad that I’ll never get the chance to see it on Broadway again, but I feel grateful that I was lucky enough to see it for the first time as a kid.

It also let me bond with a bunch of friends in college quickly and easily.  For example, here are some somewhat embarrassing college pictures of me “performing” Light My Candle and La Vie Boheme next to the fence at CMU late one night freshman year!

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