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Had to hold a funeral for a friend at the weekend. My 3DS XL unexpectedly broke ‐ or perhaps not _that_ unexpectedly. Y’see, back in October. Last year, I was using my console as a light source whilst trying to swap out a light fitting. In the dark. I propped the 3DS atop a door so that I could see what I was doing and it fell to the floor from a height of two metres. Four times. This knackered the external cameras and the control button. Well, on Saturday the control button snapped off so the machine was rendered somewhat inert.

Sufficed to say, this was estimated as a ‘major repair’ and would have cost a pretty penny. I thought that I might as well pay a little more and get a brand new 3DS XL and transfer the data over. Alas, Game only had red and blue consoles in their store so I missed out on several thousand reward points and took my custom to HMV for a silver. Aesthetic is everything y’know.

So why is this so expensive? What I haven’t yet mentioned is that in a fit of pique or insanity (I haven’t decided yet), I went to John Lewis and bought a Dyson Fan. The pedestal one. So yeah…bit of a costly weekend. The Steam sale hasn’t helped as I’ve already splurged on three games and feel tempted to acquire several more, despite over‐indulging on Civ V BNW. Did I mention that I also further added to the splurging with a new 3DS game ‐ the latest Mario and Luigi one?

Yeah, spending out of control. Losing it totally. Thank ferque I have just agreed my month off work commencing 2pm on 30th July! Perhaps I can find my sanity somewhere in one of my still-to-unpack-boxes with my Star Wars Micro Machines.

Now, just to highlight the point, if anyone IS transferring data between 3DS/3DS XL consoles, you may find you ‘lose’ your data UNLESS you swap over the SD cards. At no point in the process is this actually mentioned and ferque you very much Nintendo for not stating this up front. I got quite irate when I discovered the loss of all my Streetpass data, particularly the puzzle panel pieces. Why Nintendo can’t invest in a half‐arsed cloud solution is something beyond my capacity to understand. I can’t be too upset ‐ if I can get a redemption code for Monster Hunter 3 by the end of the month, I can get a free download copy. Sweet eh?

Two Brussels trips down, later this month is Bristol and Birmingham (all the Bs). Bristol next Tuesday, Birmingham on the 29th. And to think, ten years ago, I think I only left the M25 area twice in five years. When I had one of those astrology charts plotted, one of the messages in the read out was that I won’t enjoy travelling until later in life. Thirteen years later, I think that’s very true ‐ although most of it is funded through work trips rather than personally funded trips.

Quiz last night. Was supposed to have Xian coming along (think it was a guilt trip that inspired) but he crushed my hopes and Chalmie dropped off New Super Mario Bros 2 ‐ most kind. After several weeks with severely depleted numbers, we were more or less back at full strength. Still only came second though but a strong performance in the music round helped kick ass. And I’ve an evening out with Paul on Thursday. I’m having a mental block as to where to go, just the same as I have a mental block with menu planning for Saturday.

How can someone not know what ‘bien sûr’ means? Most odd.


Master of Lock-Picking

Finished off Paper Mario on my 3DS yesterday evening – didn’t quite get 100% though was very close.  I’ve enjoyed my two weeks with the game, it would have taken me longer to finish off at standard playtime but given my stretch on the Eurostar plus a couple of lazy afternoons, it was much quicker to finish.  The final battle was a right doozy but easier to beat than the Shadow Queen in the GC version.  Use the right stickers at the right time and you sail through it. 

So at lunchtime today, I walked through the park, headed up Waterloo Place and Haymarket only to end up at the HMV sited in the Trocadero.  Had a quick browse through the shelves, tried hard to ignore the siren call of a new console and ended up walking out with Resident Evil Revelations (as I’d plugged Resident Evil Mercenaries 3D into my 3DS this morning).  I dare say I’ll cobble together a review at some point. 

New Years Eve – spent that watching Roseanne Season 8 on DVD.  Though the heating got fixed, I felt somewhat out of it that evening – headache, lethargy, fatigue.  Had a paranoid thought it might have been Carbon Monoxide poisoning from a bad repair job from the boiler though it’s more likely the lack of sleep over the past week in part thanks to shivering at night.  I did managed to get out to Westfield very briefly on Monday afternoon as I wanted to make me some chilli and ended up in Waitrose where the customers were behaving like a pack of rapid, feral dogs snatching booze off the shelf like nobody’s business. 

Spent yesterday playing AoE online, levelling up the Greeks and the Egyptians and using my Empire vault to trade goods between all three powers (including the Celts).  Actually had a full house for the first time in over ten days as Tim had returned from Australia with a suitcase full of peanut butter (ick).  Jammy git – the temperature was around 32 degrees…stark contrast to the temperature in my lounge. 

Next week will be my first week in the office that lasts five days which hasn’t happened in over a month.  Dunno if I’ll have the fortitude to last although returning to normal regarding my walking will be nice.  Haven’t had the courage to brave the scales but I don’t think they’ll be in my favour at the moment.  I’m not going to make a vow about joining a gym – not least as every other sucker will be doing so for the next four to six weeks but I am still leaning in that direction.  Dunno which one to try – either the cheapo one in Vauxhall or the large Fitness First in Leyton which is where Stephen goes.  But he takes it way more to heart than I would.  Still, in terms of mathematics it would work out better; burn off more calories in less time or even more calories in the same time.  Would I want to bulk up again?  I remember what happened the last time and so too do my calf muscles… 

Forward Look: 2013

In the first half of the year, there are possible trips to Brussels again and Hamburg, birthday, I have to use my Clapham Spa vouchers at some point, there’s Ceajay’s 30th, two weddings in June and the usual Tuesday Quiz, Risk Legacy sessions.  Oh, and I need to get board game afternoons into the calendar.  Speaking of which – BBC News reports a 14% increase on the sales of board games…I’m so ahead of the curve it’s unreal.

I don’t think there’s much else in the pipeline.  Whilst I would like to go to Dublin, I’ve more of an itch to go back to Berlin so I might go there in the summer or late spring.  Aqeel talked about some of us taking off to go abroad for a weekend – possible.

Otherwise…yup, off to dinner this evening at Masala Zone.  Nice place, decent food.  Gets a bit busy but hey-ho.

The Headbanging Parrot

As a Brit, I know it’s something of a cultural stereotype to keep on yakking about the weather but it’s just so damned variable that you can’t help but take an interest in what’s happening outside.  The other day many of us were bemoaning the end of summer – the outside temperature plummeted to 5 degrees one night and we shivered in our beds in August.  Yesterday the temperature peaked at 24 during the afternoon and it was definitely coat-free weather…hell, it was shirt free weather for many.  What a difference 72 hours can make.

Before I resort to other sources, here’s another online plea for help.  Back when I was living in Germany, SSVC used to run a television show to help British people learn German.  It was a fifteen minute programme (with a catch-up at the weekend) shown weeknights around 5.45pm.  It was presented by a German woman with the aid of her green parrot and the end credits frequently saw this parrot bobbing its head in time to the theme tune.  WHAT WAS THE NAME OF THIS PROGRAMME? I’ve tried every derivative of Google searches but haven’t come up with anything close. 

So, I have drawn a complete blank in my recent searches for a new rucksack – I spent a good chunk of Friday and Saturday hunting around all the Department stores and luggage stores but there was nothing suitable to be found.  Plan B is to get a Scottyvest from eBay or Amazon or some other retailer.  Most bags are too small or just don’t look sturdy enough to put up with the expected amount of junk I’ll lob into them (and I do weigh myself down like a packhorse or the Buckaroo donkey). 

By way of recompense for my failure, I wandered into HMV at the Trocadero yesterday evening and walked out with five blu-rays and four new games.  I say four new games, only one was new (Shinobi on the 3DS), the rest were three DS games I used to own and have bought back as part of my rebuilding of my former stockpile; Bust-a-Move DS, Star Trek Tactical Assault and…um…another one whose name I’ve temporarily forgotten but it was only £5.  That’s about 10 of 60 I’ve been able to reacquire but the others will take more than a little time.  Note to self – start writing these down on the iPad so I know what I DO have and what I DON’T have. 

Speaking of games, I unearthed my N64 at the weekend and played a bit of Banjo Kazooie, Goldeneye 64 and South Park just to catch up on the general nostalgia trip I’m currently on.  Had a temper tantrum when I kept dying in Rusty Bucket Bay on Banjo and thought of playing Banjo Tooie as that was the better game.  Grrr.  It remains really weird to see these old polygon sprites on a big screen TV, as the cruder graphics are really shown up n all their blockiness.  Playing with the uniquely designed N64 pad is a weird experience for some games and for others, the only natural fit. 

After Friday’s recipe, I decided to make myself a Vegetarian Chilli that evening – was very not bad even if I do say so myself.  There was a substitution in that recipe for something I had a large surplus of in the fridge but it turned out great; really hot.  And threw together a pasta bake yesterday with some Mediterranean Vegetables, Brussels Sprouts and Fusilli Pasta which also turned out pretty well and is very likely to form the backbone of this week’s lunches.   

It’s really, really tempting to pass comment on the Government reshuffle today but as I don’t fancy being censured for any implication or innuendo, I’ll refrain.  Sufficed to say all the work some of us here have been putting into any number of projects is going to have to be put on hold as new Ministers get to grips with their briefs.  We know who the new Transport Supremo is (Patrick Mcloughlin) but there are two more vacancies (at time of writing) to fill. 

I suppose I should also (publicly) acknowledge my mother and sister’s birthday today; there’s that odd statistic where if you take a room full of thirty strangers, at least two of them will share the same birthday so naturally when they are in the same room…statistic proven.  So Happy Birthday y’old farts.


Old habits certainly die hard and if I hadn’t caught myself, I would have spent over £100 last night on DVDs and games. And probably on the quiz machine also. Jah see, HMV sent me an email saying I hadn’t made a purchase in store in absolutely ages so if I did within a set time period, I’d be entitled to some bonus points on my reward card. And I did – the original intention was to buy Cybill season 1 on DVD but whilst browsing the shelves, particularly to see if Rome had been reduced on Blu-Ray, I noticed that the original Batman anthology had been slashed in price so that was picked up as was Family Guy season 10. Then when browsing the games, I was extremely tempted by a couple of Wii games (despite barely touching the damn console in ages) but reined the desire to possess.

And afterwards I called into Fat Bar for nostalgia’s sake and wasted a large amount of cash on the machine, again for nostalgia’s sake. Went home not very happy. Would have called in to Tesco but one of my least favourite Big Issue vendors was loitering on the corner of Dean Street which precipitated a dash for Tottenham Court Road. Though I have noticed two sweet shops that have popped up on the top end of Oxford Street – my hunt for the Peppermint Fondants continues with zero success. Of course if there are any readers know the name of the below confection, or better yet where they can be procured, I shall be…grateful.

These confections are small squares, about 1.5cm and are half white, half pink. They’re peppermint fondants and there’s a small cross on the middle on one side – a sort of Swiss Flag thing going on.

I may have asked this before, I dare say it’ll be asked again but I always remember buying these things at the Christmas Markets and Woolworths whilst living in Münster and I’d love to be able to get a hold of them again. Of course, it’s not entirely dissimilar to a Fry’s Peppermint Cream sans the chocolate coating although those bars aren’t exactly easy to get a hold of. Bastard distributors.

Alas on the way home I was overcome with hunger and called into the Atlantic Fish Bar for the first time in two months and drowned my dinner in low fat mayo (another damned expense) before scarfing it whilst watching the first of seven back to back episodes of Cybill. It certainly helped that there was bugger all on TV to gawp at and the two housemates were both in sulks over their respective careers.

As for the rest, well I’m looking forward to this afternoon/evening – the weekend is here once again which means catching up with sleep, gaming, distressing and loadsa fun. There are no plans for tomorrow – there’s a party I’ve not been invited to (owing to the lack of a Facebook status) plus German Chris is having a birthday party tonight but it’s in Brighton and there’d be issues. Staying over just isn’t an option for me, I like my own bed.

Oh, I perhaps should have mentioned that I had lunch with Andy S at the Black Dog in Vauxhall yesterday – first time I’ve eaten in there and it was very not bad. Pumpkin soup and Welsh Rarebit and Andy disclosed that the deal has been set for his move dahn sarf to Penvesey. It’s just too bad that lunchtimes have to be compressed into an hour because you just get about warmed up and then you must return to your respective prison cells. I did try and advocate the Tea Shop Theatre (formerly the Queen Anne) but he warned it was grossly overpriced. Oh well…

Next week is a big meeting full of meetings and Friday bowling! And I need to call/rant/shout at the stupid Doctor as the turd still hasn’t called to beg for absolution.

Capitalism’s Octopus

From an email this morning:

I’ve been spending too much this month and we’re only half way through September. I think perhaps half my wages have gone and I can normally look forward to a small surplus if I manage things properly. It took me fifteen seconds to decide that yes, I was going to get myself the Star Wars Heptology on blu-ray last night and waved goodbye to £67. Actually, it was £72 as I bought a second hand Wii Game (again, it was brand new but unsold stock labelled as second-hand).

Haven’t broken them out of the packaging as yet because I wanted to watch regular TV last night rather than start a journey to a galaxy far, far away. But I did get a free t-shirt with my purchase; if I’d bought it online, I’d have gotten a free film-cell. Not that I’m especially bothered (I already have one from Attack of the Clones) but still…I dislike online shopping.

Something that’s given me a bit of amusement lately is a…sort of slash-fic piece I’ve written for Squirt which appears to have gone somewhat viral. I’ve received a great deal of interest in it and a lot of kudos – talk about going back in time, its sparked interest in my older stories also. Clearly I’ve missed my calling and should write more smut. However, I also feel that it’s unrefined and very coarse. Given enough time and proper editing, I could do much better.

As of today, the new Westfield in Stratford is open to all and sundry, for people to come and hand over more cash in exchange for junk that they don’t need, but closer. I still can’t help but feel an impending sense of doom and forecast it’s only a matter of time before there’s some sort of disaster. It’ll either be a massive transport block-up or the shopping centre acting as a magnet pulling street trash from all over the East End causing fights like the McDonalds on Oxford Street. I dare say the next fortnight will be full of questions such as “have you been” or “what’s it like”. There must be a stock stupid answer I can formulate other than “get off your fat arse and pay the fare for a Zone 3 journey”.

The downloaded soundtrack for Star Trek: Legacy is really growing on me, made the right decision to obtain a copy. As always, there are some hit sounds and some miss sounds but overall you could close your eyes and believe you were watching an episode of the show. If I win tonight’s Euromillions, I hereby make the vow of bringing Star Trek back to the small screen, whether it’s a TV movie or a full series I dunno but with potentially £138 million in the bank, I would have enough manoeuvre to pretty much do as I will. I’d also consider having Heir to the Empire made as an animated movie, not least so I could round up the original cast and have their voices used.

Is there anything else to report? Nope, not really but my mood has lifted a little since the weekend. Today’s been a sunny day although there hasn’t been much warmth, not with the wind blasting everywhere aiding or hindering movement. At what point does a regular summer end and a potential Indian Summer begin? But lunchtime walk was pleasant today and I managed to mostly keep my eyes on where I was going, not on the eyecandy on both sides of the street. I can’t help appraise in that manner, I’m a natural slut.

It’s also quiz night and I’ve got my laptop – was going to write my blog entry on it whilst waiting for other people to turn up but think I’ll play Civ IV a little as that Egypt game is gathering pace. It’s 1745, I’ve just discovered nuclear fission and am just about to deploy my first tank units. Whether or not I’ll attack the Japanese/Celtic alliance or not, I don’t know. It’s hardly worth my time, taking them both out but they’re both stuck in the Renaissance era and would crumble faster than a sandcastle facing a tsunami but I might well go for a domination victory rather than the usual cultural/Space Race I end up having. But will need a fleet of destroyers/landing craft for my army and to pick on an opponent on the western continent – Babylon, Zulu or Portugal?