ONM Remembered – #191
“Too much beer and drugs, man.”
from The D.I.B.S. Productions DVD (Summer 200X)
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Dusty keys
We got ourselves a big ol’ Bomberman update; still not much in the way of groundbreaking new content, but personally, I’m just looking to spruce up the old content as best I can.
Well, I’ve had my new computer for about three weeks now. It took a while to settle in, no thanks to me clinging on to Windows XP for the longest time possible, but I’m adjusted nicely now. The machine cost less than the old one and has more hard drive space and memory than I know what to do with, so that’s a plus. Windows 7 isn’t too bad, but losing out on DOS functionality is a bummer, and the control panel is crazy unintuitive. I’m so used to having all my options laid out in front of me, rather than having to play Twenty Questions before I find what I want. Also, for whatever reason despite billing itself as a media centre, it doesn’t have a DVI port, so I can’t output my monitor onto my TV. Well why even bother playing PC games now?! I don’t play them to play them on a PC! >:V
I’m glad to have moved on, but I do miss it, though. Well, I don’t physically miss it – I want nothing to do with that unnecessarily huge piece of machinery clogging up an entire shelf – but I miss the DVI port that allowed TV-out display; I miss the operating system; and perhaps most of all, I miss the filth.
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Back from the melting pot
Oh, hey. I went away to England for nine days to see my brother (who for those who like internet continuity, I mentioned was moving to England way back in early 2011). I thought of leaving a message, but I figure, who would notice? The blog’s been totally untouched for weeks at a time at this rate, and I don’t have the excuse of “I’m busy”. I don’t think watching more movies than I can remember, playing Rayman Origins all week and attending not one but two barbeques qualifies as being “busy”. That’s more akin to “chillin’ the hell out”.
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Vestigial arms, romance and anatomy
Went to see John Carter last night. Had no expectations, but definitely enjoyed myself – it’s not the far-out, totally alien sci-fi experience I’ve been interested in seeing on the big screen, but it’s a fun ol’ romp with some fantastic eye candy.
I’d be lying if I said I completely understood the story, though. At the core there’s a basic seen-it-a-million-times “white guy goes to another planet, has a unique power (jumping really high!) the locals don’t have and unites all the warring races against one bad dude, and probably gets the girl too if that’s the way he swings, and there’s some drama about whether or not he wants to go home that depends on how cool the new planet is.” And there’s also immortal dudes who can shape shift and dictate the course of the solar system, and they plot evil shit.
Okay, that probably wasn’t as basic as I thought it was, but you get my drift, surely.
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“Who are you calling a you-you?”
I have been sleeping terribly these past few days, and feeling like rotten hell to boot. If there’s one upside from this, I’ve been having rather outlandish fanfiction-esque dreams relating to TV shows.
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Snow him so well
So, Christmas has come and gone, December’s coming to a close, the new year’s approaching, and I’ve been so much of a self-absorbed shithead that I’ve barely even noticed. Story of my life! In my defence, Jingle All The Way was not shown once on television, so what’s the point of caring? Instead they showed things like My Neighbour Totoro. Are they actually trying to bring some class to the festive season? Get outta town!
The annual get-together was pretty bog-standard, and I got two calendars and a box of Rolo. Hell yeah.
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Snappy, happy monkey
I can owe a number of trivial audio-related parts of my life to the cassettes my dad would play while driving me to primary school years and years ago. Most importantly, it introduced me to The Goon Show, which probably led into my interest in radio production and absurdist humour. It introduced me to Flanders & Swann, I heard the story of The Hobbit without ever touching the original novel, and I was probably subjected to the theme from The Adventures of Robin Hood more times than any child should be.
It also meant I got to listen to Little Red Monkey by Joy Nichols, Dick Bentley and Jimmy Edwards a bunch of times. For whatever reason, the song freaked me out when I was a kid.
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Wandering the void between zero and infinity
You know you’re a miserable, directionless mess when completing another stage of Tetris Plus is the highlight of your day.
I watched the entirety of Saber Marionette J back in July – that’s three series, about 57 episodes in total. It had its ups and downs (some long, drawn-out, poorly-paced downs towards the end), but I quite enjoyed watching it. I enjoyed it so much that I’d made plans to cover it for Random Action Hour, and wrote up pages for the first four episodes… and then kind of lost the energy and motivation to keep it up. They’ve been kicking about for three months now, so I figure I might as well make them public. I wouldn’t count on seeing any more episodes in the foreseeable future, mind you.
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The years move faster than the days
Well, September was a bit of a tizzy. Harking up and down across the country to attend a course during the week and then being too exhausted during the weekend to do anything. That routine hasn’t exactly changed, it’s just I had the pleasure of getting a cold and spending the whole week in one place, which helped me gather my bearings, I guess.
I watched Dark Star. This is the first film I’ve watched since the start of September, and man, I didn’t realise how much I missed that little routine! (I think the last film I saw was Dragon Ball Evolution. It was a decent little romp. My dad described it as something to the effect of “Buckaroo Banzai on crack.”)
You know it’s a Ragey review when it wonders if it’s even worth summarising the movie’s plot.
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This must be the Site B laboratory.
Possibly due to his new-found love for OutRun 2, my brother has had arcades on the mind lately, and this morning we decided to head over to Yorkgate and check out its sorely neglected arcade and bingo hall. We weren’t expecting much at all; we were well-prepared to just mosey around it for two minutes to gaze over the wares, inevitably see nothing of interest, and then just go home. One game shoved away in the corner gave us good reason to hang around. Why?
Because it was THE LOST WORLD ARCADE GAME
YYYYEEEESSSS
In the off-chance I’ve never stated it, I have very, very fond memories of playing this game back in Spain about thirteen years ago. The arcade in Porta Ventura back then had this game (and Puzzle Bobble but dude you can buy the PC version for £1 in Toys R Us, it ain’t got obscurity value) and my brother and I would go out of our way to play it every day we were there. We sunk so much Spanish currency into that thing. Quite justifiably, because it’s a pretty rockin’ lightgun game with some great intense sequences and a few elements that just mix things up a little. We watched a few clips of it on YouTube a few weeks ago (because that’s precisely the sort of boring things we get up to) and couldn’t help but be a little wistful. The game is nearly fifteen years old, has never had a home port and the chances of it receiving one now are very unlikely. Would we ever play the game again?
And then, holy shit, there it is in Yorkgate. That’s not far at all! Heck, it’s my usual movie-going spot. I would ask myself how on earth I could’ve missed it for so long, but given how modern arcades never exactly have much to offer, I think that speaks for itself.
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