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Jeff Hamilton
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Game designer at Blizzard. He/him. Fan of: comics, music, archery, my cats. Personal account, all opinions are just mine.

formerly @jeffahamilton on Twitter

https://jhamilton.bearblog.dev/blog/ for blog-shaped thoughts
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Jeff Hamilton @jeffhamilton.bsky.social · May 13
(bored) I should put 3 to 8 irons in the fire

(later)

(juggling 8 flaming irons) damn this is kinda hard
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muffinlab.bsky.social
hold on i gotta take this
February 13, 2026 at 2:33 AM
jeffhamilton.bsky.social
oh shit?
wario64.bsky.social Wario64 @wario64.bsky.social · 6h
Castlevania Belmont's Curse coming 2026
February 13, 2026 at 12:09 AM
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moryan.bsky.social
we know this, but a reminder: anytime ICE CBP etc says they’re drawing down their presence in a city, it’s bullshit. whatever their numbers, lawless federal agents remain behind & still cause havoc & kidnap people. Also relocated agents just go somewhere else to destroy lives. Abolish ICE end DHS
February 12, 2026 at 5:52 PM
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cheflubu.bsky.social
look at how cute my boy is
February 12, 2026 at 1:04 PM
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skwinnicki.bsky.social
Found an additional graphic that gets even more of these quotes together.

I've kept "I hate myself, I hate clover, and I hate bees" pinned above my desk since I first started studying evolutionary biology as an undergraduate. So relatable to get extremely frustrated with your study system.
Image of Charles Darwin quotes, with the recipient of the letter and the date the letter was written. He said "I hate every wave of the ocean" to W.D. Fox on 15 February 1836, "Oh my God how I do hate species and varieties" to J.D. Hooker in 11 March 1858, "I am very tired, very stomachy, and hate nearly the whole world" to Thomas Huxley on 10 September 1860, "I am very poorly today and very stupid and hate everybody and everything" to Charles Lyell on 1 October 1861, "I hate myself, I hate clover, and I hate bees" to John Lubbock on 3 September 1862, and "I am languid and bedeviled and hate writing and hate everybody" to J.D. Hooker on 23 June 1863.
February 12, 2026 at 7:19 PM
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nuhahaha.bsky.social
Fun news! We're looking for a narrative designer to join our team. Help us work on Star Wars Jedi! ✨ jobs.ea.com/en_US/career...
Narrative Designer (Star Wars Jedi)
jobs.ea.com
February 12, 2026 at 6:09 PM
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sarahz.bsky.social
I'm SO mad, I got kidnapped by evil scientists and put in the evil science facility where they give you psychic powers and wings and stuff but I was in the control group so nothing happened
February 5, 2026 at 9:02 AM
jeffhamilton.bsky.social
beignets at work today! taste just as good as the ones from coffee call.
a photo of a beignet in my hand, coated in powdered sugar a booth in the quad that says "Fresh Hot Beignets" on a sign in front of the booth
February 12, 2026 at 8:48 PM
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ilhanmn.bsky.social
Ending this operation is not enough.

We need justice and accountability. That starts with independent investigations into the murders of Renee Good and Alex Pretti, economic restitution for businesses impacted, abolishing ICE, and the impeachment of Kristi Noem.
February 12, 2026 at 5:07 PM
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duckvalentine.bsky.social
They did a really lovely tribute to Vince Zampella at DICE

www.ign.com/articles/i-h...
February 12, 2026 at 5:49 PM
jeffhamilton.bsky.social
hate it when a good work idea occurs at bedtime
February 12, 2026 at 6:47 AM
jeffhamilton.bsky.social
despite sleeping great last night i had basically no energy today. contemplating crashing at 10 pm like an Old
February 12, 2026 at 6:23 AM
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spacetwinks.bsky.social
jc denton: sluggish. tired. weary.

jc: sounds like someone's got a case of the mondays.

alex jacobson: a man is dead, JC.

jc: such things happen on mondays.
February 12, 2026 at 5:20 AM
jeffhamilton.bsky.social
gotta be José Antonio Vargas, I think.
williamadler78.bsky.social William Adler @williamadler78.bsky.social · 1d
Who's the most famous alum of your high school?

I'll go first: David Draiman of Disturbed
marisakabas.bsky.social Marisa Kabas @marisakabas.bsky.social · 3d
guys i just found out i went to the same high school as howard lutnick. please respect my privacy at this time.
February 12, 2026 at 5:38 AM
jeffhamilton.bsky.social
empanada night 🥟
February 12, 2026 at 4:52 AM
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weratedogs.com
This is Flambo. He's using his talking dog buttons to accuse his small foster brother of being a cat. Nothing can convince him otherwise. 13/10 for both (IG: flambothedog)
February 11, 2026 at 5:41 PM
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evnarc.bsky.social
One of the joys of writing superhero comics
February 12, 2026 at 3:13 AM
jeffhamilton.bsky.social
yesterday, work was blissfully easy and everything made sense. today it's pain at every turn and I've never been good at anything. The wheel never stops turning.
February 12, 2026 at 12:54 AM
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jeeyon.bsky.social
(Danny DeVito voice) Would you like a nice [unnecessarily lavish description of food in a late medieval period inspired fantasy setting] in this trying time?
(Screenshot of a typed excerpt from my novel in progress, Hotblood, watermarked with "HOTBLOOD (rough draft)") The Nest’s great kitchen was not a single room so much as a knot of them, all sharing four great hearth fires. The main hall held the long hearths, a wall of flame broken only by stone uprights where cauldrons swung and spits turned. Heat rolled off it in waves that slapped the breath from her mouth. Haunches of meat, whole birds, sausages, cullis sheets, and braids of garlic and onion hung from the rafter beams to soak in the heat and smoke. Here and there a shaft of light found its way down through a smoke-hole or shutter, turning the air to layers of bright dust. A boy smaller than Jonah darted in front of her with a slop-pail, bare feet soundless on the damp flagstones. Scullions knelt in a row along the far wall, hacking at roots, red hands raw from the wash trough. Nearer to the fire, two spit-boys strained at the handles that turned the two boars that Asheater and Mendaxes had caught. Rendered fat ran down the sides every time they were turned, shining like gilt over the coals, and both beasts were flanked on either side by several smaller shapes – cranes and legs of lamb and goose and duck, lacquered with their own crackling skin. “Mind your basket, girl, that’s for us,” called a woman with her sleeves rolled to the shoulder and a knife like a short sword in her hand. Her hair was wound up under a kerchief darkened with sweat. She was stripping long, pale fillets from a fish half as long as the table. “Set your onions by the chopping-board there. And don’t stand gawping, you’ll catch fire.” (Screenshot of a typed excerpt from my novel in progress, Hotblood, watermarked with "HOTBLOOD (rough draft)") Further down the line, an older man in an apron boiled stiff by the laundresses stood over a cauldron the size of a horse trough, stirring its contents with a paddle. Steam rose from within, thick and sweet. When Lina passed by she saw grains of wheat, swimming in milk gone rich with almonds and tempered eggs, cooked until they swelled and split. He wiped his brow with the back of his forearm, then reached down for a jug of honey, tipping the entirety of its contents into the mixture. It looked like the first pull from the hives, so thick and crystallized with its own sweetness it melted as reluctantly as brass in a crucible. Garnet-dark currants rode the surface, like boats seen from dragonback, plumped near to bursting with wine. A cook’s girl wordlessly nudged Lina out of the way, cradling a clay jar she held with the protectiveness of a mother carrying her infant. She pried her nails carefully under the seal, then popped off the lid, revealing vivid red filaments of some kind of spice Lina didn’t recognize. The scent that rose from the fiery little threads was indescribable. It reminded Lina of the times she’d collapse in a meadow during late summer foraging, the heat and light and flora crushed under her body alchemizing around her, a perfume redolent with the whole of the season. Carefully, the cook’s girl pinched up a clump of the spice threads, frowned and added a little more, then scattered them across the top of the sweet, bubbling porridge. Instantly, they bloomed a deep, brilliant gold, swirling their color into the wheat and slow-melting honey like sunlight dying on the horizon.
February 11, 2026 at 11:01 PM
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esquiring.bsky.social
Donnie, from Donnie Darko, with a speech bubble.
February 11, 2026 at 10:13 PM
jeffhamilton.bsky.social
I just think this is neat
diablo.blizzard.com Diablo @diablo.blizzard.com · 1d
Fear the forbidden, for the Warlock’s reign has begun. 🔮

Play as the new Warlock class today in Diablo II: Resurrected - Reign of the Warlock.
A bearded man stands in a dimly lit stone chamber surrounded by fog and glowing runes on the ground. The man levitates an open book with purple magic radiating from his hand while wearing dark robes and armor over his shoulders. Behind him is a massive winged demon with curved horns, bound by chains and looming threateningly. Candles flicker along the walls behind them both.
February 11, 2026 at 10:29 PM
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gardens.dev
we're hiring an Engineering Manager to support and grow our team of gameplay & backend engineers!

✅ fully WFH studio (US + Canada)
✅ competitive salaries & benefits, pay transparency
✅ incredible team, exciting project!

🔗 apply here: gardens.dev/careers?ashb...
Gardens Interactive
gardens.dev
February 11, 2026 at 10:06 PM
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austinwalker.bsky.social
Obviously the closing point about how gamification makes the divide between work and the rest of life slippery is the big important takeaway here, but also, lol, lmao, i simply love to read about the gamer's grotesque urge.
Though I was farming along at a decent clip, I cannot resist the gamer’s grotesque urge to ruin a nice bike ride by minmaxing. Farm for a long enough time and you will quickly realize that the longest part of any farming ride is the walk back to the previous station. If your goal is to maximize the number of points you collect, then reducing that return trip is the most efficient way to increase your points per hour. There are several ways to do this. You can run really, really fast, although this will tire you out very quickly. Alternatively, you can carry a return vehicle with you. Objectively the easiest one to carry with you is going to be a skateboard or electric longboard; it can snap on to the basket of a bike or fit easily into a backpack. Unfortunately, I have always sucked at skating and every attempt has ended with me eating pavement. The other option, which I should stress is extremely inadvisable, is an electric folding scooter. I found a guy selling an extremely busted Ninebot ES2 on Facebook Marketplace for next to nothing, took it apart and got it working with some solder shrink and a replacement part. I then found the cheapest shoulder sling I could find on AliExpress, allowing me to carry it over my shoulder like a guitar. The workflow was fairly simple: find a cluster, scoot to it, collapse the scooter, ride, uncollapse scooter, ride to the previous dock, rinse and repeat. Because the trips are more frequent, I could fit more in before the point values recalibrated. And when the farming cluster finally did dry up, I would simply ride home.
February 11, 2026 at 7:04 PM
jeffhamilton.bsky.social
had a dream where i explained to someone in extreme detail exactly how the extremely overengineered City of Villains community's Mastermind keybinds work. a.) Why do I still know that and b.) why am I dreaming about it
February 11, 2026 at 5:58 PM
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andycraig.bsky.social
they pissed off the WeRateDogs guy enough from him to break character to directly tell them off, that's genuinely impressive levels of being an asshole
weratedogs.com WeRateDogs @weratedogs.com · 2d
we need to talk about that Ring Super Bowl ad
February 10, 2026 at 8:22 PM