Someone (guess who) said “we want to know more about you, who the person behind the posts is, the name of your kids, what you look like…” etc. And I was genuinly surprised. And flattered somehow. I mean, I’m lvl 3 for Christ’s sake! I also realise that the entire world isn’t interested in knowing this, personal, stuff. On the other hand, the entire world is hardly reading this blog, so I guess that’s not a major problem after all. But this is a dev blog, not a “my life story so far”. Like, who do I think I am? Still, washeka asked so nicely - how could I refuse?
So. Where do I start? How on earth am I gonna get away with focusing on me and still not ending up to far out of the PC universe? Or… hang on…AM I THE PC UNIVERSE?!?
In that case, this is the story of how a lazy but somewhat talented mother of three with a fancy for wacky hairstyles became a blog writing producer at PC.
I’m 35 this year, sort of born and raised in this glorious city, Linköping. Lived here and there, spent some time in England (blond, semi-long hair), tried living in Stockholm (short, sprawling red hair sometimes with hightlights) but ended up here where it all started, and it feels like home. My first pair of Converse were bright green. During school years (really long semi-curly hair, goldenish) I had a horse, a cat, guineapig, mice and two dogs. Not at the same time though. Sang in the school choir. For real. Have always loved reading and writing, it’s the one thing that keeps my spirit up when everything else fails. That, and hearing my kids laugh. Priceless. Children…there are 3 of them. Lewis is 13, Laura is 12 and Ruben is 7. They all love (L.O.V.E.) gaming but Ruben is the only one remotely interested in sports. We have 3 cats, cute as pie.
This is them:
Leia and Sokrates: 
and Dimitar (named after the Bulgarian turncoat Berbatov that now wears the Man U colours), this is him:

We live in a yellow house, near the water, outside of town. It’s old, has personality and we like it there. People rarely bug you in the countryside. One can wear old ugly clothes and use the axe (chopping up wood, nothing else) without anyone paying any attention.
This is Ruben playing bandy:

When he doesn’t play bandy he likes to play Lego Star Wars or Battlefront or Untold Legends. Laura prefers GTA, Sims or Stardoll. Lewis is (still - after four years!) a sucker for Runescape (despite this, he’s without a doubt extremely bright and talented). Anders, my boyfriend, plays Hattrick (traitor), loves soccer and is generally a great inspiration to me. He also likes Grid, which is beyond me. But I guess opposites attract , right?
This is Lewis and Laura at the company barbeque feast at the down town beach:

…and this is them and me and Anders (and in the background, Michael taking his clothes off, blaming the blazing sun):

During my years at university (lots of different red tones, always highlights, orange/golden/blonde, semi-short but in the growing process) my talented and outstanding teachers Henric and Peter opened my eyes to the beauty of technology (in theory) and new media. Preferably all mixed up with some good old “culture”. (I can hear Sipwell cry in pain now…) I then ended up at IT-ceum, a computer history museum in Linköping where we did some game exhibitions, talked about games and computer technology and researched game/computer history. It was great for a while, but the cultural sector is generally in serious need of funding, so to pay the bills and expand my life experience I jumped aboard the PC ship.
This story, of how it all began and I got this job, is well known by now. Legendary, some would say. Tomas like to claim I harassed him - and at Easter of all times! - but that’s a lie. I merely called him (on his cellphone) on Maundy Thursday (evening, 6 p.m.-ish) practically yelling about..:
how cool it is that there is a game studio in Linköping and I just love games and I’d love to work there and although I’m not a programmer maybe I could work as a script writer or something? and I’m working with games at this museum and my friend Peter read this e-mail saying thay you’re hiring and …
Etc. Well… after a few minutes he said, in a sort of pressured, worried voice “who are you and what do you want?” I guess I should have presented myself in a dignified and sensible manner. Then again - I got the job, right?
As a matter of fact, they weren’t really looking for a producer at that time. They were hiring developers. But Tomas liked my joie de vivre and energy and love of games so he trusted me with this huge responsibility. “Make sure the production runs smoothly and everything comes out on time”. Then he went on holiday and I was left trying to understand the difference between c++ and java, game server and pool server, back end and front end.
During that summer my own copyrighted management style was invented, “Management by Milkshake”. In order for the developers to not completely hate me, or loose faith in the company, I had to make up for my lack of understanding. I did what any sensible parent would have done. I bribed them! Large amounts of milkshake, candy and ice cream secured my position until the rest of the management was back from holiday.
(to prove that I survived, and even was trusted to represent the company on further happenings, this is a picture of me giving a performance (talking about my job) on an alumni event at the university earlier this year):

And that sort of sums it up. That’s me. I’m a producer for Power Racing, I rarely go to the gym, I never drive to fast outside schools and day cares centers, I have to drink coffe as soon as I get up in the morning, I genuinly l-o-v-e working at PC, I’d rather vote left then right, my car is red, my shoe size is 38/39 = British 5.5, American 8, and I think the BBC version of Pride and Prejudice is a modern masterpiece (and not only because of the wet-after-swimming-sequence with Mr Darcy)
Did I miss anything?
L.