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Peter Evans
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And indeed there will be time
To wonder, "Do I dare?" and, "Do I dare?"
We are all rained out now. This is the second rainy thunderstorm of the winter; as ill omens go, it must join the crowd. The rain was like a wall of water, and the street outside a river. I am very tired, and I must wake early: youtu.be/-yNHlKAzyVA (please have a good night)
January 9, 2026 at 5:28 AM
In a sense, this is both a terrifying time to be alive (in all senses) and an exciting time to be alive (in a narrow sense, professionally, and also equally terrifying). This is a lot. It's a lot. My head both hurts and is swimming, and I'm sorry: youtu.be/Jg9aj3Ia-1s (g'night)
January 8, 2026 at 5:10 AM
I sat, a ball of anxiety, for the majority of the day. If I think back on the day, it will be for that. And, oh, I suppose I accomplished things. I have a list (I always have a list). But only late this evening did the anxiety relent: youtu.be/zsCbZrig4c4 (good night)
January 7, 2026 at 5:49 AM
briefly, the sun
January 6, 2026 at 5:33 PM
I have sat by this computer for most of the day. I have pulled my hood over my head, which is the universal symbol of the night being over. I am boring, I know, enthralled as I am with this game. But it's been a long time. You know how it is with long times: youtu.be/5AyHdCT8GTY (g'night)
January 6, 2026 at 5:05 AM
status (it's alive)
January 6, 2026 at 3:43 AM
This night has swirled, and it's all because of a 40 year-old game. I lost all my time making characters, seeing them die to a random encounter of barbarians, resurrecting them. And now the lights are dim and a train is passing down the way: youtu.be/4lixisaopNI (in the churning land)
January 5, 2026 at 6:13 AM
I know everything is bad; there's nothing I can do about it, other than to be a small voice. But, if it helps—it probably doesn't help—I have gotten my small emulator able to play most Apple games. Just a drop in the bucket, I know: youtu.be/5jJdfpZUVMw (good night)
January 4, 2026 at 5:46 AM
Laundry is drying, and the night is quiet aside from an unexplained sequence of fireworks in the distance. What can one do but accept the occurrence? Everything is late. The fireworks missed the occasion by a day, and I've missed everything by much longer: youtu.be/AograKGyEkk (g'night)
January 3, 2026 at 5:59 AM
Any thoughts on enjoying your favorite tea?
January 3, 2026 at 3:02 AM
I let this day be as quiet as it might want, and found it wanting still. I've had music going for hours, but I can't find the thread. My head fell deep down a rabbit hole, and everything toppled in after: youtu.be/d6N4NT9rJEQ (g'night)
January 2, 2026 at 5:50 AM
wherein we go and find all of the llanowar elves that i have from revised (sorry if this doesn't make sense)
January 1, 2026 at 9:37 PM
I didn't wake up thinking I'd listen to a bunch of goth music all day, but that's how it turned out. I spent the evening in books and other diversions, and now I'm listening to all the nattering outside, the booms in the distance: youtu.be/5ZcQ-4iP_Y4 (good night)
January 1, 2026 at 5:57 AM
where’s my pop punk cover of sisters of mercy’s marian
January 1, 2026 at 2:46 AM
Let’s keep the goth theme going. I’ve already listened to the cure’s seventeen seconds; now onto dead can dance’s within the realm of a dying sun
January 1, 2026 at 1:12 AM
wherein we listen to the goth-est cocteau twins album (garlands) and do nothing of importance
December 31, 2025 at 5:41 PM
My head has been in front of a computer screen for longer than is probably good. I wasn't even playing a computer game, though I thought I might. I was writing code as if driven by urge. Urge is a good word for it; something to push me forward: youtu.be/Ix5I2j-YtF0 (g'night)
December 31, 2025 at 6:28 AM
do you know what this means it means that i can play wizardry 1: proving grounds of the mad overlord TONIGHT
December 31, 2025 at 12:50 AM
In positive news, I have fixed the bug that made it so my emulator could not correctly save changes. As you can see, I was able to purge guild members #5 and #8. Sorry to those two. (I did not name any of these characters; this is 40 year-old save data.)
December 31, 2025 at 12:01 AM
It is a strange thing, given everything, to say that today was productive. It was so by an arbitrary measure, by my own design. What reacts to the waving of my arm? Only the easy notes in my notebook: youtu.be/87aLIEDGDRw (please have a good night)
December 30, 2025 at 6:17 AM
Little did the crossword designers know, when writing the clue for 57 across, that I have unexpectedly poor taste in music
December 30, 2025 at 3:41 AM
I don’t know how, but I’ve managed to get this hoodie to smell like the cudahy science library. That’s a good smell to have around.
December 29, 2025 at 5:46 PM
This evening is a persistent gust of wind. If I pause and listen at any moment, I hear the wind. False fall is gone, replaced by winter again, although not without thunder and worse elsewhere. We're in that strange donut hole: youtu.be/zZkxLy34Pfw (please have a good night)
December 29, 2025 at 6:17 AM
Well, slap my ass
December 29, 2025 at 1:19 AM
There is a persistent drizzle outside. The air is thick with it, flowing east-to-west. A man rode his bicycle past my building, one hand on the handlebars, the other with an umbrella. I am waiting for the true rain, and then I will wait some more: youtu.be/mwOuYoCoyaA (please have a good night)
December 28, 2025 at 5:58 AM