Computers and Programming

Still learning how to sim race using my Logitech G29 and PS4/PS5 setup. After a few months, I am now driving at 55 AI Difficulty with full realism settings. It's been challenging, but with experience, I am becoming better at driving the car with increasing tire wear, and a lightening fuel load.

View my playlist of Commodore 64 games videos. They are all several minutes in length, and show enough of each game to serve as a preview for those who are looking for retro games to try.

O how I long for those sweet summer days When by the shore I spent my hours in bliss With friends and kin who shared my joyous ways And filled my heart with memories I miss The sun would shine upon the sparkling lake And kiss the sails that bore us to and fro We'd glide along the water, and partake Of fishing, swimming, singing, as we'd go The beach would welcome us with open arms And offer us its treasures and delights We'd build the sandcastles, and gather charms And watch the seagulls soar in graceful flights The beach was more than just a place of fun It was a source of solace and of peace It taught us how to live, and love, and run And gave us hope that never would decrease But now those days are gone, and I am old And life has brought me many a grief and pain I often think of what I've lost, and scold The fate that keeps me from the beach again Yet in my dreams I still can see the shore And feel the breeze that caressed my face And hear the laughter that I hear no

My lady is more beauteous than a rose, That in the garden sweetly doth unfold; Her radiant face outshines the sun that glows, And makes the stars seem dim and dull and cold. She is more stunning than a lightning bolt, That cleaves the sky with sudden flash and roar; Her eyes can pierce my heart with one swift jolt, And leave me breathless, shaken to the core. She is more gentle than an angel's touch, That soothes the weary soul with grace and love; Her words can heal my wounds and lift me much, And make me feel as if I soar above. She is the fairest creature ever seen, And I am blessed to have her as my queen. Prompt: Write me a sonnet using the style and vocabulary of Shakespeare about how my lady is more beautiful than a rose, more stunning than a lightning bolt, and gentle as the touch of an angel.

The moonlight’s beams, so pure and bright, Translucent, yet a sorrowful sight, As they pass through the window at night, A melancholic feeling takes flight. The light, so pale, and yet so strong, It casts a shadow, oh so long, And in the silence, it sings a song, Of love and loss, of right and wrong. The beams, they dance, they twist and turn, A sight that makes the heart yearn, For something lost, for something gone, For a love that’s past, for a life that’s done. And yet, the light, it brings a hope, A promise of a brighter scope, Of a future that’s yet to come, Of a life that’s yet to be won. So let the moonlight’s beams shine bright, And let them guide you through the night, For though they bring a sorrowful plight, They also bring a glimmer of light. 1 : Edgar Allan Poe’s vocabulary is known for its use of obscure words and phrases. You can find a list of some of his words and phrases at poestories.com . Prompt: Write me a poem about how beautiful yet sorrowful are the translucent

In the darkness of the night, When the stars refuse to shine, I hear a voice that haunts my soul, A voice that once was mine. It whispers secrets in my ear, Of love and loss and pain, And though I try to run away, It follows me again. I see her face in every dream, Her eyes so dark and deep, And though I know she’s gone forever, I cannot help but weep. I drink to drown the memories, To forget the love we shared, But still her voice echoes in my mind, A voice that’s always there. And so I wander through this life, Haunted by the ghost of love, A prisoner of my own despair, A victim of the stars above. Prompt: Write me a poem in the style of Edgar Allan Poe. The poem is about a man who is haunted by the ghost of his young bride, and how he has been tormented to alcoholism and opium in order to escape the pain.