Fast Jack's calculator gets passed around during Geometry and he pays
out at lunch. He got his leather jacket without mowing any lawns, but
he's after the romance: Frankie in a tux, raising to a cool mil
between sips of neat. He can't keep this secret, nor share it.
"Hey!" It's Robson. "Your video poker's crooked!" Robson never got a
PIN, but he has ways.
"You can check the program." Fast Jack's wasting his breath.
"I lost ten hands straight. Tell me that's fair."
Fast Jack has a letterman's jacket, too. He thinks about variance,
runs like a hot Nevada wind.
(3) Sat Jan 29 2005 21:37 PST Anacrusish #2:
First draft of Ultra Gleeper paper is done. I also wrote another Anacrusis type story. This one tells the story of one of crummy.com's most enduring minor characters,
Fast Jack
- Comments:
Posted by Brendan at Sun Jan 30 2005 02:09
Slick and spare. Excellent.
Posted by Kevan at Mon Jan 31 2005 07:17
Ah, did everyone write gambling games on programmable calculators, at school, then? The ones we had were completely source-viewable, and my fruit machine had been warezed around the school (with randomly mutated fruit symbols, and claims of "I wrote this") within a couple of weeks.
Posted by unclepedro at Mon Jan 31 2005 09:13
I didn't write a gambling game, but I did write a Battleship game for the TI-81. It didn't get war3zed. But we did play it during band.