For a Foggy Morning
This morning, I discovered that the video drivers for my eyeballs must have gone bad. My view distance was cut to around 30 yards, with everything farther cloaked in thick white fog. Perhaps I needed a patch – Sunlight 3.4?
Seriously, the fog this morning gave my commute a truly surreal ambience. Once I’d travelled a third of the way onto the Monitor-Merrimac Bridge-Tunnel, all I could see was a short stretch of driving surface before and aft, with nothing but unfinished whiteness all around. I was driving from nothing into nothing – it might have been a visual metaphor to describe some kind of magical or high-tech transit. Perhaps this morning I was dropped into a parallel universe with all my memories instantly edited to make me believe that I’d always lived in a world where the Allies won World War II, and Earth had a single moon.
Perhaps it takes me a really long time to wake up in the morning.
Tags: work
Congratulations! Your world has been upgraded to include weather effects. It’s a little disconcerting to change abruptly from weather pattern to weather pattern as you move across zones, and you may experience some slower processing speeds, but the interesting visuals are entirely worth it.
I’d forgotten how foggy the weather is here when we’re not being glazed with a few inches of solid ice. Driving to work this morning was a lot like playing an N64 game, with the magic wall of fog a dozen feet from my face as I cruised at 55 miles per hour. The only real difference was the absence of a layer of smeary textures (blame the new glasses for that one) and the fact that the frame rate never dropped below a smooth 60fps. It seems sort of dangerous to drive so fast with such poor visibility, but I was abetted with the confident belief that if I suffered a traffic mishap, I’d respawn a few feet away with a triumphant cry of “I… AM TUROK!”
–Jeremy ‘toastyfrog’ Parish
Sure you’re not thinking of Silent Hill?