My name is Daniel Bank. I am a software engineer with a background in physics. My primary interests are mobile and web development, as well as automation. My hobbies include traveling, scuba diving, playing music, writing, learning about mythology and history, and playing games.
I know I am about two years late to the 2048 Clone Wars, but I finally got around to finishing my variant, 2048 Chess. Originally I wanted to have multiple chess pieces on a larger 2048 board. What I ended up developing was simply the kings. The gameplay doesn’t lead to terribly interesting strategy. It’s ultimately a game of button mashing and luck. Whatever, I’m calling it done: http://danielbank.github.io/2048-chess/.
Making a GitHub page for a forked repository that already has a gh-pages branch:
My biggest hurdle in finishing this project was when I attempted to view the GitHub page for the repository. GitHub was overriding the game’s index.html with an automatically generated GitHub page. I found this incredibly useful StackOverflow question for fixing that problem. The prescribed steps were to:
Make a file called index.md.
Edit the contents of index.md to be:
Make a file called _config.yml.
Edit the contents of the _config.yml to be:
Create a _layouts folder.
Move your index.html into the _layouts folder.
Commit the changes and push them to the gh-pages branch of your repository on GitHub.
The automatically generated page should be replaced by your page when Jekyll generates it.
Frankenstein was a Jewish Transylvanian, I knew this because I heard his Hebrew name being sung sadly. I was watching a movie about an actor who was going there as a con artist. As a disguise, he bought a top hat and a cane. He had a meeting with some doctors after which he would be able to go to Transylvania. During the meeting, I took the actor’s place: now I was the con man. I didn’t know what to say. The doctors were talking about different kinds of thrombosis. The doctors discovered I was a fraud and told me to leave.
I realized my top hat was actually the hat of a civil war soldier. Walking the streets homeless, I wondered how I would get to Transylvania. There was a child playing in the street and I saved his life by pushing him out of the way of a car. I saw lots of Transylvanian symbols at a street shop. Nearby there were dancing gypsy women and I recognized that they were from Transylvania. My hat had a symbol of Frankenstein on it.
As I continued walking, the street became an ominous path by the sea. It was dark, there were drooping willow trees on the left side and the sea on the right. The ground was wet with many puddles. I kept walking hoping that this path would take me to Transylvania. A young boy came from behind and called to me saying that the road was dangerous. His teacher had been knocked over by a wave and pulled into the sea. Suddenly, a raging wind lifted me and the boy. I no longer saw him, I was being whisked away to Transylvania. There was a moaning gypsy woman calling as I tumbled through the air.
I was driving around when I came across a familiar neighborhood. There I found an apartment complex which I somehow recognized as the location of an old home where I once lived. I went inside to visit. The whole apartment complex had largely been reclaimed by nature. Plants and trees grew wild through the apartments and the halls.
I visited what was supposedly my old apartment. I went out to the backyard where there were many feral cats and dogs. They were all vicious and aggressive. There was also a pool with a great white shark inside. I fell into the pool and the great white came after me. I used a pool floaty as a buffer between me and the shark. I had to constantly swim to maneuver the floaty between myself and the shark. He would come ramming against it full of force. Eventually, I got out of the pool and looked in. Now there was a cat on the floaty. This time the shark jumped from the water and ate the cat and floaty effortlessly. I was relieved it wasn’t me.
I went to the common pool area of the apartment complex and found a couple people relaxing in lawn chairs. I was surprised that they still inhabitated these abandoned ruins of an apartment complex. They seemed to scoff at me for thinking it was wild at all.