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Swiss Cheese- Death by Wholes pt3 - Page Two

Written by Paul Vardaris

Sandy cuts in. "We need the wild and wacky, but we also need handles on it- the people perspective. If you're in the clouds flying around all day, you're a bird, not a person, and even if you have the perspective others will think you don't, making your life twice as hard."

I sigh. "Right, and it's also easy to get lost in the person-to-person day-to-day grind, keeping you from your bigger goals. Thus, we need systems. But the systems can give us a false sense of trust and we go right back to dreaming or haggling. I guess we just don't like to work too hard for what feels like no result during the process."

I go on. "Well, putting a system to guide other systems sounds fine, but it will need a lot of guiding and personal handling", as I look to Sandy, "and appropriate industry ideal perspective." as I glance to Butler. I snag a strawberry fruit cup, bemusedly eyeing the cute blend of fruit on the top. "Any cheese around here? Meat slices? I could use some protein to keep the grey-matter oiled."

Butler nods, "In the fridge. It's not locked, and last I saw, your legs functioned adequately."

"Some butler!" I joke, and head to the fridge. I should have seen his response coming. "While I do buttle, sir, I do not serve."

I grumble the appropriate indignant huff noises while I grab some tasty cheeses and meatsnacks to chomp upon. I return to the table, and begin organizing the fruit, the meat, the cheeses and the doughnuts in different formations on the paper plate.

Butler and Sandy bemusedly oblige me as I organize. I then snag another empty plate, and assemble the same categories. Always, I have the meat in the middle, the fruit surrounding, the cheese at the edges of the plates, and doughnuts surrounding the fruit.

"Perhaps you should be serving, Mister X?" asks Butler. I nod. "Why not, everyone loves a good service, one that does what they want while making them feel appreciated and important. However, we need to make it real, too, providing a product."

"A game? Or a system for games? That's not too new, what else do you have in mind?" Sandy looks at me.

"Yes, yes, and true. The electronics industry is slowly, very slowly, coming together in their technology. We need a multi-platform operating system, even if it's just a shell, which focuses on the gaming development system as well as catering to game players all in one place, one service. We can combine resources with instant feedback, cooperative knowledge bases, secure intellectual property protection, and concept validation. It's going to feel a bit like a groupthink while we're catering and supporting independent developers. Should these independent developers make themselves known to big corporate publishers, so much the better. We'll offer publishing as well, for those who want to keep their identity pure. This will be a catchall service, using current marketing and some slick gimmickery with, oh, I don't know, pre-loaded software on flash-drives? Open Office(c) does that quite well, and you don't really need to own a computer so long as you have a library in town on the network with a computer lab."

I munch some cheese cubes as I sip some water. Butler is boggling faintly. I raise brows to him, and he voices his thoughts.