Hey, it’s portable, OK? You just need the extra baggy cargo pants to carry it around with you. Also, many, many batteries.
For reasons of not being able to ditch it, Alex Kidd in Miracle World (and the hidden snail game) are exempt. Also, before anyone makes the obvious and very tired joke I’m not a Sega mascot (but I guess I could be for money).
You’ve got to start with the classics, and there’s none more classic than the Atari 2600.
Those who know me well… and there are some of you, although probably fewer than I’d like in some respects… But I digress… know that I’ve got a bit of a thing for collecting video games.
My odyssey into Android vs iOS continues, and I look at the pros and cons of different home networking options.
I spend an hour or two with the Duke. (note: My impressions don’t really contain much unsuitable for the under-15 crowd, but Duke Nukem Forever certainly does. You have been warned.)
Also another brick in Monty’s poor, aching cranium. Monty delves further into the depths. Or would do, were it not for all the things trying to repeatedly kill him.
Our intrepid talpidae makes his entry to the underground lair. But will my sanity survive?
Can I be beaten by a thirty year old platform game? Not likely! (also featuring moles, miners, squirrels, vivisection, bukkits and more)
At last — something that I’m pretty confident that I’d be better at than Mick Jagger: In fact, I’ll go one better than that. I’m sure I’m better at Pinball than Mick Jagger. Utterly confident. And that calls for the laying down of bets. On the highly, hugely impossible likelihood that one of Jagger’s media […]