Le Veneur Gris

Lisbonne in Montreal

Sat, 03 May 2003 13:23:10 GMT

I have see Mariza, the star of fado, at the Spectrum in Montreal. I didn't know what's fado before. I went there for Intakto, which were excellent btw. But Mariza were also very good. Fado is very heavy in portuguese culture and so not easy to appreciate without knowing Portugal. But after some fado, I begin to appreciate the precious gift she give to us. In the last part, her and her musician unplugged their instruments and MC, go down on the floor and began to sing, just like in her little neigborhood in Lisbonne. I really feel like I were in the city, at night, and listening to the players, sharing with them the pure feeling of melancholy, making my own small pain and cry part of it, letting it goes free in the sound of the night: "Good bye... never see you again."
I'm not sure currently if I went back or I'm still there, in Lisbonne, Portugal, drinking a glass of wine and dreaming.

Another big day...

Sat, 26 Apr 2003 02:29:18 GMT

Yes... the end of session. Many errors in the Tomcat application we have receive to test. People really doesn't know a bit about SCM! I think a complete course about SCM can make so much good to programmer! At least learn them how to take a project and make it compile and run on another machine!
I wrote a new section for our Codex (a secret document) about what make a good role-player and a good GM. Interesting. I also start a thread about social contract in a french rpg design list. The welcome was somewhat cold. Although french rpg have often very well design system and original worlds, it's strange that RPG theory isn't more known!

Finally, I'm very excited for tomorrow... can't wait. It's my show case!!! I love to dance. I'll have a great time!

Grosse journee

Thu, 24 Apr 2003 01:52:18 GMT

Bon, un examen, puis 6h a travailler sur un projet en mesures de qualite, puis encore 3h de danse pour le show de samedi... Ouf! Content d'etre de retour a la maison! Mais j'ai hate au show!

Too many things to do.

Tue, 22 Apr 2003 17:26:04 GMT

It's not new. I got too many things I would like to do and no time. Why people still ask you to do thing their way? What they gain from it? They are so convince that it will be good for you so they force you to do so, even if they gain nothing by doing so? I find it is a simple waste of energy.
Currently working on the english version of Arpeggii, as well as a new RPG articles about Events Resolution and mood, which would be put into practice in the next version of Arpeggii.

Good work today

Wed, 28 Feb 2001 20:11:51 GMT

I just finish the dynamic recognition of the flash in the board, both on the monitor and the kernel. The task was easy, the only difficulty was to match the spec with the old code. I decided to remove everything just to see and, well, everything goes well. Looking a little closer I see that everything they do has no consequence. That's what happen when you're not sure about you done.

First entries

Tue, 27 Feb 2001 23:55:34 GMT

Une première entrée en français pour me faire plaisir probablement. Je n'ai rien vraiment à dire mais j'aimerais bien rencontré quelqu'un avec qui j'aurais du plaisir à discuter... C'est étrange parce que ce n'est pas comme s'il n'y avait personne. J'ai bien des amis que j'aime beaucoup et avec qui je m'entend vraiment. Des gens avec qui je peux parler des heures sans m'ennuyer que je trouve super intéressants. Non, c'est le goût plutôt de rencontrer quelqu'un, de faire sa connaissance, de le découvrir peu à peu ou dans une grande indigestion de chaleur humaine...

Tiens, j'aimerais bien rencontrer une contadera, une gardienne d'histoires. Les contes ont toujours la couleur des jours et des nuits tout àà la fois. Contrairement au poème, qui n'a souvent qu'une seule couleur, le conte laisse ce goût unique, déélicieusement mélé comme une peinture indéfinissable.

En fin de semaine, j'écoutais Alien IV. J'ai adoré pour l'admirable travail fait sur les personnages, tant les bons que les méchants. C'est presque impossible de prendre pour la crééature à la fin mais, malgré ce qu'elle a fait, on arrive à ressentir une certaine pitié. Soudainement, le cauchemar s'adoucit d'un parfum aigre, le monstre trouve en nous sa ressemblance, un peu d'humanité, et notre peur devient soudainement peine, notre joie, deuil...

Au revoir!