I was going to type up a short post on some rather badly taken pictures of my new computer parts; I upgraded my computer recently, and a few friends asked for specs and pics:
It was a long-overdue upgrade; I have a fairly recent graphics card, but coupled with a CPU four years young, the card’s graphical prowess had been going to waste. With four cores and more RAM, this machine’s has been making Vista 64-bit fly.
As a matter of fact, it was surprisingly easy to put the parts together, and every time I build a box it seems like the manufacturers take the time to put in additional labels or helpful hinges to make the process as simple as possible. If only they’d stop making new standards on connectors every few years to force customers to buy adapters or shiny new gadgets.
You’d think that software – especially free software – would avoid these hardware follies.
Street Fighter IV makes me feel like a child again. Back then, I was one of those Asian kids who’d hang out at the local arcade/convenience store on a rainy day (). Holding a buck to frugally dispense over the course of an hour, a lot of time was spent watching other people play; y’know, those teenagers and their disposable income.
The game of choice for the longest time was Street Fighter II and its derivatives. I wasn’t good enough (nor had the cash) to play the game well, but watching a line of skilled players made me appreciate their craft, the time and effort used to hone their virtual fighting prowess. Of all the stupid things people choose to compete in, controlling virtual characters with a joystick – which in no way mimic fights in reality would dictate – is probably one of the sillier mediums.