Hello! I'm Tom. I designed a game called Gunpoint, about rewiring things and punching people, and now I'm working on a new one called Heat Signature, about sneaking aboard randomly generated spaceships. Here's some more info on all the games I've worked on, here's the podcast I do, here are the videos I make on YouTube, here are some of the articles I wrote for PC Gamer, and here are two short stories I wrote for the Machine of Death collections.
You’re supposed to feed a cold and starve a fever, I think, but I’m not sure what you do if you have a cold and a throat so sore that you can’t swallow food without hitting something and saying “Motherfucker!” afterwards. So far I’m dosing Halls, Lockets, Oraldene, 300% of my RDA in Vitamin C and Zinc and 200% of my RDA in sleep – to no avail.
I’m blaming British Airways, this time, for sitting me next to a door. a) Why would you put an Expensive Class seat somewhere too cold for human survival even under a blanket with the heating on maximum, and b) shouldn’t the doors on a plane be, like, airtight? Might my freezing be a symptom of a rather more serious problem at umpteen thousand feet? The two things BA can’t seem to get right are sending your baggage to the same hemisphere as you and an in-flight entertainment system that actually works. If they’re also failing to maintain hull integrity, I’m not sure they even qualify as an airline anymore. ‘Airborne torture wagon’ might be closer.
Are flights in one direction faster than in the other direction because you’re so high up that the air you’re flying through isn’t quite rotating on the Earth’s axis as fast as the ground? Because that’s kind of awesome if it’s true.
Anyway, since actual remedies aren’t working and pretty much everything causes an equal amount of pain now, I’m coiling up with chorizo cheese on toast, a flagon of coffee and a Damages triple-bill. I’m slightly gay for Tate Donovan.
ImperialCreed: I've just recovered from a simialr infection - I had two golfballs in the back of my throat that looked suspiciously like tonsils, and the pain was near unbearable. Anyway. Prescription drugs are the way to go, so get thee to a physician lest you know someone who has some spare Clavamel pills lying around. Which I do, in fact. But you can't have them.
Tom Francis: Heh. Saving them for a good night in? The only other thing I have in the way of medicine is a bottle of 12 year-old Armagnac. It hasn't quite come to that, yet.
Iain: Theoretically, flights from East to West should be slightly faster than flights from West to East, because you're flying contrary to the Earth's direction of rotation on it's axis. I'm sure the effect is pretty negligible, though, because of considerations like the conservation of angular momentum. I'll have to have a think about frames of reference, the effect of the speed of the Earth's rotation on the airplane's effective ground speed and the like and try and figure out how big the effect is... but I expect it's probably minuscule.
Tom Francis: A few people assure me it's just headwinds. How dull.