Browsing: Grumpy Tales

Unfortunately being ridiculous is not lethal. If you have heard or read a little about some Flight Pro Sim, you wouldn’t think it is just the exact copy of FlightGear, the famous freeware and open-source flight simulator developed since 1996. But that’s the case here. If their homepage was not horrible enough to refrain you from loosing money, now you know you have a 60 days money back guarantee you should use. Download the original FlightGear for free instead. Spread the word and use FlightGear homepage URL to link about “‘this”, so Google does the rest of the job.

One of our regular readers muses about on-line friendships in particular and the future of humanity in general. I haven’t replied yet, but will. Meanwhile it will be interesting to read YOUR opinion on the topic, since the flightsim communities are some of the closest in the World Wide Web and virtually holding lots of like minded people together. Check out the thread here on the simFlight Forums.

Not an interesting question for many of you, I am sure. Or maybe it is? Here’s my continuous dilemma, one that I face on a daily basis, and have done so ever since I started working for simFlight (and simMarket). Also one that I have so far managed to work with pretty well, supported by my friend and business partner Miguel.

Really, although I’ve been in the ‘computing business’ since 1978 and involved with PC’s (or microcomputers as they were called back then) before that, I could very often well do without the bloody things. We’ve all been there. A perfectly fine and proper working (Windows) PC suddenly won’t start in the morning. Eerie DOS error messages on a black or blue screen and that’s it. Go make coffee and sulk. And if you haven’t been there yet, believe me, one day you will. Now, I have friends who stubbornly maintain that this is ONLY happening to ME and that I…

My good friend Miguel often calls me grumpy, a name that until recently I myself attached to quite a few people older than me. Since I am rapidly growing older myself, or so it seems of late, I guess I’m as grumpy as the next old guy. That is if you think 57 is old. I do, especially on those days that all the old — and new — little pains get out of bed together with me. Hurting back from 40-years old volleybal injury, a hurting toe from god-knows-what, stiff shoulder. Heck, I can’t even brush my teeth sometimes…