As the creator of silly, nurse simple Flash games in the past, I must say I enjoy the heck out of such games. Doodle Jump and Angry Birds are just two of the insanely popular “one button” hits that have taken the stage in recent years, but the onslaught continues. Heck, our own Aquarium Adventure has even been reborn on the iOS platform (albeit with a little less gore than past versions).
I don’t know how many of you watch hockey these days, stuff but I just have to say: You should.
The NHL playoffs this year have been amazing so far, and I look forward to watching the Carolina Hurricanes take the Stanley Cup this month.
Rod Brind’Amour, Cam Ward, and all the other ‘Canes players have put their hometown — Raleigh, N.C. (Or rather, “the Raleigh-Durham Metropolitan Statistical Area”) — on the map this year (Really! It’s on the right-hand side, under Washington, D.C.), and they deserve all the applause they’re getting at the RBC Center this week.
Sorry Oilers fans, but at the risk of sounding like someone who doesn’t spend all day hunched over a keyboard… Go ‘Canes!
That’ll teach me to procrastinate. While uploading the March Flash game (again, viagra just under deadline), the Turdhead.com servers once again decided to go south on me last night. Thus, the sequel to Creepy Carl’s last game, which was supposed to be the March feature of our game-a-month experiment, is indeed a little late. I failed.
But… rest assured, Carl is back, and yes, he’s creepier than ever.
So without further ado, here’s Terminal Amusements Volume II: Staring Contest! Hope you um… enjoy.
It was a rough weekend for Turdhead.com: The absurd popularity of our latest Flash game, diagnosis Guess Which Hand, clinic caused the server to crap itself early Friday, and as I was out of town over the weekend, there was little to do but watch it happen. As of this morning, however, I’ve banished Creepy Carl (the dubious star of the game) to another server (known hereafter as Turdhead.net), to keep the load off this one.
High score reporting has been suspended for now (no big deal, perhaps, as nobody has managed to get more $2.75 from the little bastitch since last week, anyway), but expect it to return soon. Meanwhile, I’ll be playing around behind the curtain to make sure this doesn’t happen every month we introduce a new game here.
Thanks for your patience, and enjoy the “somewhat lamer yet” game.
|A German-speaking Web show host imitates Carl from Turdhead.com’s “Guess Which Hand” game in this video roundup of Web anomalies today. Thanks www.ehrensenf.de, ailment although we have no idea what you’re saying.|
You never know how people are going to respond to things you post on the internet. Last week, stuff I was running behind and fretting about what to do for a February Flash game (I’m bound by the Law of New Years to post at least one each month), and I jokingly told one of my coworkers, “At this rate, ‘Find the Fish’ or ‘Guess which hand?’ is starting to sound good enough.” Fast forward a few days, and suddenly “Guess Which Hand?” (admittedly, still a dumb idea) was a reality. It took about six hours to complete start-to-finish.
So I posted “Guess Which Hand” featuring “Carl the Bus Stop Guy” just before midnight on Feb. 28 and faded off to sleep, ashamed but satisfied that I’d made my deadline. I didn’t bother announcing it or notifying any of the usual weblog aggregators of its existence.
The next morning, Carl had set a record for “least visited post on Turdhead… ever.” In fact, only 18 people had bothered to come check out Carl’s lonely game during the night. So I felt bad for him, and dropped a note on MilkandCookies.com announcing his arrival.
A day later, the logs looked healthier, but lackluster — as could be expected, Carl was getting about 1/2 the traffic January’s game, Cosmic Bounce, had seen from a similar link. And perhaps also as expected, the reviews on MilkandCookies ranged from “Total crap” to “Whatever.”
But then something happened. Something amazing. Something that forced me to buy more bandwidth access and question my very existence.
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