Was nice to find some Spectrum stuff. And actually a screen saver I can live with for now. In my obsession with shaving milliseconds of this clock cycle, and retaining the optimum amount of desktop colors to make the thing work ultra efficiently, I had forgotten to have fun with the bloody thing. Which I believe was part of the reason for owning one anyway!

I think a large dose of something fast and gory would be in order...hmmmm let me see.... what about Mario Party 4? That's a strong contender but it's downfall is that you have to retain your fellow players. You know how it is, you all get set to play, and there is ALWAYS someone who insists on getting up and doing something. Phrases like, "Oh just take my go for me ok?", come pretty soon after, "Can you pause it a moment, I won't be long."

Bomberman was the game, but that too only worked a few times, and like all the best get togethers, they were the ones that you hadn't really planned on in the first place.

Perhaps something shooty and blasty like Half Life ....mmmmm Haaalf Liiife....... That WAS a nice game, but perhaps it could be like all the other fondly remembered emulated games. Fun for about 1 second!

I have been playing the odd bit of Defender lately, which is an all time fave for me, along with Lunar Jet Man (Click that link and you can play it in your browser! Shock horror an interesting link here) as well as the earlier Jet Pac. Apparently there is a new version of Defender available on the PS2. Now since I have been here in the USA, I have been impressed with the fact that all the games get released instantly. A refreshing change from all that European release dates of "Ohhh mmmm er..... possibly the third quarter of the year after next er... maybe"

Hopefully can get a "house" present of a PS2 this Christmas, so I can worship the great god of games Wipeout Fusion (where's my kleenex!)

In fact, I wanted a less than trendy phone. The reason being that I thought it would be a good idea to have something slightly larger than an atom, which I would have to use an electron microscope to find, every time I put it down somewhere. In fact, in my adventures while trying to find a semi usable mobi...er... cell phone, I chanced upon a little store populated with rather shifty looking sales persons. The whole place had an air of prison visiting hour, with the rather odd collection of seated couples, and no discernable difference between staff and customer. The amazing conversation went something along these lines....

"So couldn't I have the latest phone?"

"This IS the latest phone"

"Oh right"

"It was in that scene in the movie (somebody blocked transmission at this point, so I will never know the title), where she said, 'Come and sit on mommys lap', and this was the phone she was holding"

"GREAT!"

"But does it have flip?"

(You will have to excuse my apparent ignorance here, as I have not had that many classes in speaking Cell)

"Yes, it does"

"What colors does it come in again?"

At which point, one of the cast of Alcatraz decides we might have some money and be worth investigating....

Needless to say, they could not give us the requires merchendise, so we jumped into the laundry baskets and waited until the next pickup...

Just getting used to the pre-historic mobile, er...sorry, I mean cell phone, thing over here. These people still pay for incoming calls? Are they insane? More questions later I guess. And in this newly technology filled utopia we all like to laze around in, why oh why can't I simply change my phone logo to what I want instead of what the company put there....grrr-a-rama!

Is Amazon.Com becoming some sort of new age encyclopedia? I tend to look there for everything, just to see if it's out, or maybe even if it exists! Some type of consumer knowledge base, even for things like research into who sang on which album, in whatever year. You know the sort of thing I mean....

People buy these?

Hmmm... seems I am being a bit of a big girl about the cat thing...hmmm?

I am cold and there are 5 kittens here right now which have decided to take it upon themselves to find the nice warm spot in your lap. Awwww you might say, but in fact it's AAAAAAARGH that you end up saying. They try to reach that leg-top nirvana with total disrespect for the usual conventions of actual lap existance. The point being they don't seem to care (or know) weather the intended lap-er is sitting or standing.... ouchie, ouchie, ouchie! Developing rapidly in the art of imitating the strongest bonding surface known to man - "Cat in Skin". I saw a tv show in the UK where they discussed the problems keeping the tiles on the outside of the shuttle. All they had to do, was paint them skin color, make them smell like early morning bath robe, and let a few hundred kittens loose on the outside!

What is it with the Ford Truck Man? Is this supposed to be funny, I dearly hope so... After all, wouldn't you want a car which cost a fortune to buy, maintain, run, and compensatory (in that most Freudian of ways)?. But I suppose, sitting at the stop signs, you think the not-very-well-hidden sniggering, was in fact, admiration of the "Oh let ME have your babies!" variety...

I had some great chums help me make the move from here, and now I can get to grips with all those things I saw in the movies, but didn't realize they were real(ish). When I saw one of those epics from Hollywood, it seemed like a totally different planet. Now being here, has put a whole new slant on things. It doesn't make a movie it any more real than it already isn't, it just makes it arrive at my eyeballs with a slightly different message.

I wonder if this will take off? I mean, there are a gazillion bits of server all over the place taken up with free sign ups aren't there? I suppose this is just my "Offical" place to say "Yes I contributed back to all that internet I downloaded the odd file or two from." While knowing (at least to begin with) that no-one will understand this except me. Anyway, I think I have a good excuse (see, already getting into that personal journalism thing by saying so) seeing as I am a brand new member of the American race, is that how you put it. God knows you have to be careful with such things.

I arrived here from another place which sucks you in and gets you hooked on this type of thing I guess..

Seems simple enough, maybe things will liven up a bit when I get back later..

Here is a test of ones blogging..... let's see what transpires....