What you've done for me
Dear friend
Remember how I said I wanted to stop using this blog as a place to spew out my raw thought processes?
Why?
Dear friend
I was an inquisitive child. So much so that I had a unique ability to drive my parents particularly insane. I remember once asking why it is that - during summer - the sun seems to set 2 or 3 hours later, despite the clocks only going forward 1 hour. I would then proceed to ask “why” for every answer they gave me.
This would go on for hours.
Designing a modular Discord bot framework
While I am extremely proud of this solution, I ultimately decided against it and settled on separating the bots as containerised services. Nevertheless, the solution here is still valid and useful for a variety of situations, and so I'm leaving this post up in the hopes that you or someone you know will find it useful.
For the better part of the past month or so, I've been rewriting the bot(s) which power the official Brackeys Community Discord server. This post isn't so much a guide, as it is a vent. A window into my process of dealing with the ever-growing enterprise-level codebase I've signed myself up for, and the hurdles I've faced. Enjoy.
State machines, a state of mind
This post was written by a guest contributor. As such, the advice presented here may or may not conflict with advice I've given in other posts, nor may it reflect my own personal opinions on the subject at hand.
Hello, You can call me Jade! I'm a programmer/game developer and I primarily work in the Unity game engine. I love state machines and I've made more than my fair share of them. In fact I'm relatively well known at this point for turning just about everything into a state machine!
In this guide I'm going to be teaching you about the basics of State Machines and how to get started with them!
Welcome to a madman's guide on the basics of State Machines.
Seasons
Dear friend
Time marches so unrelentingly onwards, it's often far too easy to blink and have the past vanish before you. In what feels like a fraction of a second, moments once cherished and held closely become but memories; destined to fade as time takes a tight grip and unforgivingly pulls us forward.