Ask for a refund

Ask for a refund
Originally uploaded by spacmonster

Tfl make me laugh sometimes (when they're not making me cry.) Here's what happens when you search their website for a refund...
EDIT: I should probably mention now that having given up on the interweb and phoned them, they've given me my 4 quid back. So nice people really.

Memories...

Crikey, just been thinking about old games (hey - what else is there to do at 2.30 on a work day) and reminding my younger colleagues of the days when games consoles were made of wood...

Many a happy hour spent on this lovely thing on an old black and white portable telly.

The fireman one was my favourite.

Babies

Sage sticking his tongue out
Originally uploaded by spacmonster

Babies, Babies everywhere, and not a one to eat. So hungry. But seriously, they are everywhere at the moment, especially in Southampton where we spent the weekend. This is Sage, Laura and Dave's eldest (he's 5 weeks old...).

Still didn't make me feel as old as trying to play pub golf with a bunch of students. I'm fairly sure Mike is glad that I don't have any pictures of that to show Mother...

Shameless Plug

Regular readers of this blog (ha! the self delusion...) who appreciate my wry wit and incisive commentary on current affairs will be pleased to know that I have joined the world of official bloggers and will be holding forth on all things skills, animation and games related over at my brand new work blog.

Why don't you head over there and boost our hit counter...

Sensible World of Soccer

Aah - memories. Winning the European Cup with Stenhousemuir in their awesome purple shirts, signing Matt Le Tissier who could score from literally everywhere, Signing the same five cheap, speedy players for every club you manage (Valentine? Thomas Lagerlof anyone?)



Yep - I got Sensible Soccer off of XBLA and it feels like I'm twelve again, when footie games only used one button and were slightly more interesting than girls.*

Happy days.

* Alright - that last bit isn't true - more easily accessible than girls is probably more likely. In fact, just plain accessible is more likely, being that girls didn't like talking to me when I was twelve - probably because I talked about Sensible Soccer all the time...

Very, Very, Shiny

Like Capt. Mal Reynolds stumbling in after a bar fight, the short-lived but much beloved sci-fi series Firefly will soon make an unexpected return, not as a TV show, but as a massively multiplayer online game.

I really, really want's it.

Robots...

Aah, cardboard.

Bit of tape.

Some scissors.


Robots are cool for many reasons, mainly because one day they will take over the earth and I want it recorded that I think they're cool - hopefully liberating me from a lifetime of servitude down a battery mine or something.

Band of Brothers?

So I went to play soldiers at the weekend, and it taught me a few things.



Firstly - riding a bike and going to the gym are nothing compared to being a soldier, even a fake one. Eight hours of running through fields and woods and hiding and crouching and running is hard. My legs still hurt and it was three days ago.

Secondly - I'm pretty good at shooting people. What I'm not good at is not getting shot. Which effectively cancels out how good I am at shooting people.

Thirdly - I quite enjoy taking these things seriously and trying to learn about military tactics (even if, as part of the glorious in defeat red team, our tactics disintegrate steadily as we get picked off one by one by Andy the Sniper) which was good because the guns were crazy effective so you actually had to pay attention to cover fire and position and range and all sorts or you got deaded.

All in all - something I'd do again, especially as the guys promised tanks, claymores, satellites, UAV's, handguns, shotguns and Hummers for the next time we go.

Geeky boy overload...

www.warfighters.eu - for all your war simulation type needs.

Me and Bob Dylan...

Cyclism

I am now officially a cyclist - which means that I now hate:

• Taxi's in the bus lane - Damn You!
• Pedestrians - Look Up Damn You!
• Lycra - Don't Ride in Front of Me Damn You!

I now love:

• Overtaking Buses - Ha. Public Transport.
• Deep Heat - Ha. My Hamstrings.
• Sweat -Ha.

An hour a day, four days a week. It's like proper exercise and everything.