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The Super Slippery Slope Of Stopping Suckers Sourceing Stuff from… Pirate Bay

September 1, 2009

Saw this on my (really god damn useful) igoogle page.

Irish Times article.


So I dug around in my old boxes.

August 25, 2009

I found a bunch of my old PS 1 games.

Spiderman -one of the first games I completed. I could go on for ages about how cool that game was at the time.

Rayman – I remember liking it, but I’m fairly sure I never got far, or even to the second level.

Doom – One of the first games I ever played. Thank you uncle Liam. Although when  your 4 you will always find it scary.

and Crash Bandicoot – Good times all round.

Then I unearthed Spyro the Dragon.

One of the stongest images in my childhood.

One of the strongest images in my childhood.


Chatting with the interwebs, why?

April 27, 2009
Pointless? Yes. Engrossing? For some.

Pointless? Yes. Engrossing? For some.

Its been a long day. I am in the mood for a game of something graphically violent so I can vent that adolescent urge to just “make ‘splodes lol”  and enjoy myself.  Within a few minutes of getting home I find myself not asking for buddies to join me as we kill multicolored sprites in the latest fashion*. Instead I fire up Steam and plonk myself into whichever of the communities I’m a part of that has the largest chat. I then talk utter, utter rubbish about absolute nothing where “thats what she said!” gags are the highest peak of sophistication I can possibly reach. I really wanted to figure out why.The immediate things that come to mind would be:

Joining it for the information. Nah, smallish chatrooms aren’t really known for the sharing of unheard of news.

Oh bollocks, I just rambled for the last 150 odd words didn’t I? No deleting it, no backwards steps, there is only typing onwards I’m afraid. Since I hate to see my words wasted I shall put the excerpt  at the end of this in all its glory.

Back to the topic at hand.

Another possible reason for me spending my gaming time watching a grey box is for the possible chance to “meet”, if thats the right choice for the situation, a famous person from “the biz” (oh how glitzy it sounds like, the  games industry is now to only be referred to as “The Biz” from now on.). That might actually be closer to the truth as I am not alone in wanting to have a chat with the writers who, in a way, have shaped who we are as gamers. They’ve told us everything from what to play, to how to play. Occasionally they even shown us the reasons why we play by giving fantastic features on some aspects. I honestly doubt I would have experienced half of my gaming highlights without having read a PC Gamer magazine or browsed through the latest trailers collected on blogs. Wanting to meet them is a valid reason to enter the chatroom. But still …  Nah. I know for some reason that thats not it, mostly becasue that odd little hope of having a nice chat with the journo’s is obviously unrealistic and we all know that. The same way you know you enjoy rainbows for a different reason than thinking theres a pot of gold at the end, even though thats all magic of it.

I realised a while ago, while typing this, the reason I spend so much time pointlessly spamming mind numbing assortments of words for other people to untangle, instead of popping heads.  The reason is, it’s just more satisfying. I honestly get more pleasure out of saying something people find funny and knowing they’ll remember it than I would from comming first in a round of tf2. But I’ve realised that and I’m still really fucking annoyed becuse that just leaves me with…..”why?”


*This happens to manifest itself as a rather fun metaphor for life. Work with people to live longer and if your not killed by your peers the big bad monster shall ravage you endlessly untill your on your back shitting yourself while your body is picked clean until nothing of you is left…. A.K.A. Left 4 dead Survival Mode

The spawn of my lack of self discipline while writing .

If I found out that Blizzard finally had enough money to simply buy a country (Switzerland for example) and reshape it into a real life wow for the masses. Then I wouldn’t go straight to Tim Tom and Terry to spread it in the chat room. I’d sell the info to the biggest games sites and tell them they must wait a week before posting about it. I’d then email it to the most insignificant and overlooked site in the world and tell them to spread it right away. That way when the info comes out on the major sites, absolutely no one would believe it because it seems like rumor that the tiny site made for attention.  This is not me being mean or a douche . The truth would eventually be known, all the sites would get their credibility back and the tiny site gets launched up into the spotlight for having the biggest story a week before every other site in the world. I, on the other hand, would use the money to buy up all the tickets to the new WOW amusement park.