Rovertos Lynx
@rovertos.bsky.social
Trust me, I’m an engineer!
Vibe drinker and mood coder.
Vibe drinker and mood coder.
A lad took a walk through the trees,
Quite lost and not moving with ease.
He turned to the right,
Saw a pup in plain sight,
“Sometimes I miss the forest for trees!”
Quite lost and not moving with ease.
He turned to the right,
Saw a pup in plain sight,
“Sometimes I miss the forest for trees!”
October 11, 2025 at 5:18 PM
A lad took a walk through the trees,
Quite lost and not moving with ease.
He turned to the right,
Saw a pup in plain sight,
“Sometimes I miss the forest for trees!”
Quite lost and not moving with ease.
He turned to the right,
Saw a pup in plain sight,
“Sometimes I miss the forest for trees!”
A young game dev named Jimmy O’Deal,
Couldn’t think up a game with appeal.
He stole with a grin,
An idea to win—
Now his game about stealing feels real!
#dev #godot #thief #gamedev #singledev
Couldn’t think up a game with appeal.
He stole with a grin,
An idea to win—
Now his game about stealing feels real!
#dev #godot #thief #gamedev #singledev
September 10, 2025 at 8:54 AM
A young game dev named Jimmy O’Deal,
Couldn’t think up a game with appeal.
He stole with a grin,
An idea to win—
Now his game about stealing feels real!
#dev #godot #thief #gamedev #singledev
Couldn’t think up a game with appeal.
He stole with a grin,
An idea to win—
Now his game about stealing feels real!
#dev #godot #thief #gamedev #singledev
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
August 5, 2025 at 9:58 PM
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
A fellow once roamed down the street,
With no plan for a bed or a seat.
But the day he quit fretting,
He found himself betting—
On love in the strangest of beats.
With no plan for a bed or a seat.
But the day he quit fretting,
He found himself betting—
On love in the strangest of beats.
August 1, 2025 at 8:34 PM
A fellow once roamed down the street,
With no plan for a bed or a seat.
But the day he quit fretting,
He found himself betting—
On love in the strangest of beats.
With no plan for a bed or a seat.
But the day he quit fretting,
He found himself betting—
On love in the strangest of beats.
There once was a man full of might,
Who dreamed he could set the world right.
He planned to bring change,
Reform and arrange —
But said, “Let’s not rush it — alright?”
Who dreamed he could set the world right.
He planned to bring change,
Reform and arrange —
But said, “Let’s not rush it — alright?”
July 26, 2025 at 10:48 PM
There once was a man full of might,
Who dreamed he could set the world right.
He planned to bring change,
Reform and arrange —
But said, “Let’s not rush it — alright?”
Who dreamed he could set the world right.
He planned to bring change,
Reform and arrange —
But said, “Let’s not rush it — alright?”
A fellow set sights on Italia fair,
But rain filled the forecasts down there.
So he stayed home instead,
Sipped cool wine in the shed—
It was thirty degrees in the air!
But rain filled the forecasts down there.
So he stayed home instead,
Sipped cool wine in the shed—
It was thirty degrees in the air!
July 20, 2025 at 12:38 PM
A fellow set sights on Italia fair,
But rain filled the forecasts down there.
So he stayed home instead,
Sipped cool wine in the shed—
It was thirty degrees in the air!
But rain filled the forecasts down there.
So he stayed home instead,
Sipped cool wine in the shed—
It was thirty degrees in the air!
A fellow went walking one day,
In summer’s warm, golden display.
But he stopped with a shiver—
There lay a wide river,
And his map just said, “Go the other way!”
In summer’s warm, golden display.
But he stopped with a shiver—
There lay a wide river,
And his map just said, “Go the other way!”
June 14, 2025 at 12:54 PM
A fellow went walking one day,
In summer’s warm, golden display.
But he stopped with a shiver—
There lay a wide river,
And his map just said, “Go the other way!”
In summer’s warm, golden display.
But he stopped with a shiver—
There lay a wide river,
And his map just said, “Go the other way!”
There once was a man full of dread,
With worries that danced in his head.
But he peeked out to see,
Sunshine bright as could be—
“Well, happy Easter !” he said.
#helloworld #berlin
With worries that danced in his head.
But he peeked out to see,
Sunshine bright as could be—
“Well, happy Easter !” he said.
#helloworld #berlin
April 17, 2025 at 7:40 AM
There once was a man full of dread,
With worries that danced in his head.
But he peeked out to see,
Sunshine bright as could be—
“Well, happy Easter !” he said.
#helloworld #berlin
With worries that danced in his head.
But he peeked out to see,
Sunshine bright as could be—
“Well, happy Easter !” he said.
#helloworld #berlin
A young man took the train with some pride,
To a noisy construction site wide.
With new tasks in his view,
And hard work to do,
He stepped in, with courage as guide.
To a noisy construction site wide.
With new tasks in his view,
And hard work to do,
He stepped in, with courage as guide.
April 10, 2025 at 12:05 PM
A young man took the train with some pride,
To a noisy construction site wide.
With new tasks in his view,
And hard work to do,
He stepped in, with courage as guide.
To a noisy construction site wide.
With new tasks in his view,
And hard work to do,
He stepped in, with courage as guide.
There is no such thing as a fail state!
April 9, 2025 at 7:35 PM
There is no such thing as a fail state!
The first day has quite its appeal,
Though nothing is set or ideal.
There’s no need to worry,
No rush, no hurry,
But still, it all feels quite surreal.
Though nothing is set or ideal.
There’s no need to worry,
No rush, no hurry,
But still, it all feels quite surreal.
April 2, 2025 at 7:04 AM
The first day has quite its appeal,
Though nothing is set or ideal.
There’s no need to worry,
No rush, no hurry,
But still, it all feels quite surreal.
Though nothing is set or ideal.
There’s no need to worry,
No rush, no hurry,
But still, it all feels quite surreal.
March 27, 2025 at 11:09 PM
February 14, 2025 at 8:16 AM
February 10, 2025 at 1:57 PM
Two gentlemen lounged in repose,
Debating—yet neither arose.
“Shall we bask in the light,
Or fetch ales, crisp and bright?”
Indulgence, it seems, only grows.
Debating—yet neither arose.
“Shall we bask in the light,
Or fetch ales, crisp and bright?”
Indulgence, it seems, only grows.
February 5, 2025 at 10:34 PM
Two gentlemen lounged in repose,
Debating—yet neither arose.
“Shall we bask in the light,
Or fetch ales, crisp and bright?”
Indulgence, it seems, only grows.
Debating—yet neither arose.
“Shall we bask in the light,
Or fetch ales, crisp and bright?”
Indulgence, it seems, only grows.
January 25, 2025 at 8:23 PM
There once was a man, full of might,
Who toiled every day and all night.
His funds, they’d diminish,
But he’d never finish—
His hobby was quite the delight!
Who toiled every day and all night.
His funds, they’d diminish,
But he’d never finish—
His hobby was quite the delight!
January 17, 2025 at 7:42 PM
There once was a man, full of might,
Who toiled every day and all night.
His funds, they’d diminish,
But he’d never finish—
His hobby was quite the delight!
Who toiled every day and all night.
His funds, they’d diminish,
But he’d never finish—
His hobby was quite the delight!