Neale: Maybe the Cold project has a usable language for this. Maybe not. God knows I am not a huge fan of reinventing the wheel but I do have some requirements of whatever language I choose to use for this, and I'm frankly not sure Cold meets them. On the one hand, cold does give you a usable codebase quickly and an easy way to give people programmable rooms and such. On the other hand, it is not a very widely known language, might or might not be OO enough and also might be a somewhat prohibitive factor for people willing to help out. Simply put, some more research is required.

Besides, I'm sortof biased and leaning towards java because that's the language I know best :)
Still I would rather design the thing first and worry about the language later.

On with the diary. Weekend. Another Dungeon's & Dragons evening on friday. Helped a friend by driving a piece of trash to the scrapheap on saturday. Shopping for a gift afterwards, the same friend's birthday is coming up next week. Somehow I managed to spend way too much money on the both of them but hopefully it will be worth it.. (I'd like to say more but I better don't - they might read this.. )
Sunday was mostly quiet. Managed to get addicted on Baldur's Gate II some more. Interesting how some people claim it to be difficult. I have yet to see how. Doesn't matter. Since I'm still recovering from the problems in my arms I went swimming around lunch and managed to not touch a computer of any kind afterwards. Unless, of course the car counts as one. It's new and shiny (well, after I wash it it is) so I suppose there's a computer of some kind in there somewhere. Not that I care a great deal about cars, it's just that my sister needed someone to pick her up from a train station. Public transport from there to home just plain sucks.

Anyway. The roleplay went well. Got my dwarf in some more trouble by having him stomp mud all over some elvish noble's carpet while attempting to drink tea in a .. uhm .. right, Simeon and civilised .. :)
The fact that it was his fiancee's mother didn't help at all I suspect.
Still, the character survived. He managed to not insult anyone too badly, and even managed to be polite on one occasion. Just don't ask how..

Moving that 'car' was interesting. It used to belong to some alledgedly english person that had left it behind when he went back to the UK two months ago and the thing hadn't moved an inch since. Starting it was somewhat adventureous. I didn't know an engine could make a sound like that and actually run at the same time. Somehow we got it running though and managed to move it without any accidents or breakdowns. Nearly being unable to shift into any gear on a majorly busy road was somewhat exiting I suppose but I really didn't enjoy that too much.

I was going to post some more thoughts on the blackstar project but really this entry is getting too long as is and it's time for me to go for lunch and get some work done. :)