Simply put, I am a huge fan of Nintendo and what they have produced over the years. They don’t always find their mark, admittedly, but by and large, for me, they are the creators of some of the video game industry’s greatest characters and games. I have now devoted a portion of my site to Nintendo, that I hope you take the time to look at.
I’ve just made a quick update to my Creationism page. I hope to expand this still further in the coming days.
… I don’t want to use publically. Suffice to say, am following the Liverpool vs Real Madrid match via the BBC site and all I can say is… aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrgh!
… And all I can think is that I would never be able to work for Marco Pierre-White. That guy is seriously scary! He expects perfection and I would imagine anything less than 100% in his kitchen would not reach the table!
So last night I had a dream that I was trying to escape from a holiday that had gone badly wrong. The dead were rising up to consume the living and some people I was with and I were fighting our way through a set of warehouses and apartment blocks. Slowly but surely, we fought our way out of the predicament we found ourselves in and we managed to get on a plane back to England (I think we were in Spain to begin with). Unfortunately a guy who was slowly turning into a zombie bit another passenger and we all had to bundle out of the plane again.
Cue a running battle in the middle of the night in a city with fires raging as we struggle to contain the zombies.
Finally, a few of us managed to get back onto the plane and figure out how to get it working. We flew away, and then I woke up.
I blame The Walking Dead and The Strain for this latest weird dream!
In other news, I find myself tempted (admittedly for all the wrong reasons) to jump back into a particular aspect of the Star Trek vs Star Wars debate (the video I recently saw from a certain individual was full of so many falsehoods and misrepresentations that I nearly tapped up a response straight away).
The trouble is, these things can quickly spiral out of control. It’s probably best not to tempt fate. Which means I might end up doing so anyway.
So, my phone is back! (well ok, it’s a replacement, not the one I had, but still!) I am no longer quite so cut off from the outside world!
I have to consider whether my next phone will be a Samsung though. The S3 I had ended up giving up on me when it would no longer charge properly. My S4 did the same thing. My contract isn’t up till next July but at that point, I’ll give the iPhone a closer look than I usually do.
My rejection of the iPhone up till this point has been based on two things. Firstly, I have not been too thrilled with the business practises of Apple. They’re far too keen to try and sue anyone coming up with a remotely similar concept and to me this is honourable.
The second reason I don’t tend to go for iPhones is the cost. To use the Vodafone network as an example, if you want the Galaxy S5 on contract you can get the handset for free from £34.50 per month. This includes unlimited calls and texts and 1GB of mobile internet a month. Bear in mind that the S5 is the latest in the Galaxy S series.
If you want the iPhone 6 for free on contract you will pay £48.50 a month. Not so appealing when you’re on a budget.
Still, come next July the cost of iPhones might have come down right? Right?
Well, we’ll see.
Well this is irritating. My phone, which is barely a year old (I got it last July) has decided to pack in. It no longer charges, which is naturally rather disappointing, since without power it might as well be a paperweight.
Still, a replacement is on the way – I don’t normally do insurance, but given how fragile smartphones are, I deemed it wise – and it would appear to be paying off in this case!
So, a week on from the difficult Japanese Grand Prix, Formula 1 descends upon Russia, for the first ever F1 race. Thoughts were firmly on Jules Bianchi, who remains critically ill in hospital in Japan, and out of respect for him, Marussia raced only one car. The drivers and the rest of the paddock assembled before the race in another mark of respect, and we all wish him well.
The race itself might have been a milestone (the first championship race in Russia), but aside from some early excitement, it wasn’t especially memorable. Rosberg managed to slip past Lewis Hamilton at the first true corner of the track, only to lock up his tyres and slide off the track, not only being forced to give the place back to Hamilton but also being forced to pit, as he had caused serious harm to his tyres.
Pitting on lap two meant Rosberg ended up last but one (Williams’ Massa also pitted on lap two), and thus he had to work hard to get back into a decent points-scoring position. He also had to make his new tyres last for 52 laps, no easy feat in modern formula 1!
Hamilton himself had little to do except keep his concentration up and make sure he didn’t do anything stupid. He could afford to cruise in the latter stages of the race, and thus did exactly that as he took his ninth win of the season (and equaled Nigel Mansell’s British record of 31 wins in the process). Rosberg raced well to get himself back into second, minimising the loss of points to Hamilton and showing good tyre management to make sure he didn’t suffer late on. Not a classic race, but it means Hamilton is now 17 points clear (his biggest lead so far in the championship) with three races to go.
Over the past couple of days I’ve been feeling quite drained, and now this is starting to manifest itself not only as a feeling of tiredness but also a general, unsettling queasiness. I think lurching from the heat of the ExCel Centre to cold station platforms and back again has done nothing for my health.