From 10p Triumphs to Blanka Brawls and Broken Dreams Warning: This blog post may contain nostalgia, grief over fruit machine tokens, and at least one reference to Street Fighter. You’ve been warned. My Earliest Arcade Memories: 10p at a Time Before I had a mortgage, responsibilities, or any understanding of how gravity works - I had Pac-Man. And an older brother who gleefully fed my addiction to glowing cabinets full of pixelated doom. ...
Spoiler: Harder Than I Thought - Thanks, Hugo! It all started with a gentle idea, maybe I’ll start a blog. Well, sort of. You’re reading it now, so clearly something worked. But oh boy… let’s not pretend this was smooth sailing. Just a little place to write. Maybe share some stories. Possibly wax nostalgic about arcades and terrible 90s tech. A personal outlet. How hard could that be? Well… cue three full site rebuilds, minor meltdowns, Git acrobatics, and a Markdown moments that very nearly ended me. ...
Maybe it’s a cliché, but… I earned it. Well hello there! Yes, I know. “Hello World” is the ultimate cliché when it comes to kicking off a blog, a new dev project, or basically anything remotely nerdy. But hear me out… this one earned its place. This “Hello World” isn’t just a string, it’s a battle cry. A victory lap. A caffeine-fueled scream into the void of YAML errors and failed Git commits. ...