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More Plastic

Thursday, April 28th, 2016

I received a lot of model and craft kits – of several types – for Christmas. This past month I’ve spent weekends building a few of them. 

 
KLS got me the above Gundam since I had told her I’d build any kit she bought me! I don’t know anything about it, and the design tends a bit too much toward the standard Gundam type for me but… this kit has a secret!

Here it is finished: 

 
Flashy isn’t it? Almost all of it is metallic gold, and it’s quite garish under a bright light! It’s one of the small kits (1/144 scale) and was an easy build, only taking about two hours. 

 
The above was from Joyce and Jim and at 1685 pieces is the biggest Tie Fighter Lego has ever made. I’d had my eye on this for a while and was very much looking forward to assembling it. Note the size of the box, photographed for scale next to one of the world’s largest silver sausages.

The kit was great fun to put together and took much less time than I expected. This is perhaps due to me having built only technic kits recently. Once completed, it looks great: 

 
It’s massive! The mini figure on the base gives you an idea, but I’d say the panels are about 40 cm high. I had to make space to display this one, which meant the Lego Death Star II had to be put in storage (after about 9 years).

Lastly another model kit, this time of a girl: 

 
This isn’t the first in the ‘Frame Arms Girl’ series, but I didn’t much like the previous. It’s by the same company that released the Etrian Odyssey kits I’ve blogged about previously, and features the same level of detail and wealth of options (such as weapons, armor pieces, hands and faces). 

 
She was a slightly challenging build – I’d say harder than Gundam but easier than a Zoid – but I think I did a good job.

Amusingly I bought this from Japan, and it was shipped simply wrapped in transparent bubble wrap with an address label attached! Despite the lack of a shipping box, it arrived in perfect condition πŸ™‚

Living In The 70s (Part 2)

Thursday, April 7th, 2016

That last post got a big response, so here’s some more. Again, I’ll try to put these in chronological order…

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This has to be one of the earliest photos taken of me. It’s still in PNG, which means I was only weeks old. My head looks strange and deformed, and frankly I don’t like looking at me here. Mum’s in a great mood though, and Bernard seems excited by something he’s seen out of frame. Given the location, it was probably a cannibal or a dinosaur. I think the native women are using one of those ye olde washing machines in the bakckground.

1972 in Oma's unit

Here we are in Germany now, sitting with Oma, Dad’s mum. This is 1972, Bernard was 1 and I was 0. During the trip last year we sat for a meal at this very table, so this photo is particularly nostalgic for me now. As usual, Bernard’s smile is eye-to-eye! I wonder what we had just eaten? Probably beer and sausages, knowing the Germans!

May 1974

An interesting photo, which seems to suggest I may have been less than honest when I claimed our only toys were scissors and cups the other day. And yet I can’t actually recall either of these two vehicles. Bernard’s is manly and robust and he rides one-handed it like a warrior. Mine is spindly and effeminate and I ‘ride’ it like I need to go to the loo! I wonder if these were ours or belonged to someone else, and if they were ours what happened to them?

Holiday at the Warrumbungle National Park in Jan. 1975

An ‘action shot’ of me during a family trip to the Warrumbungles in the mid 1970s. This is testing the limits of my memory here, since looking at these photos ancient memories are stirred. We stayed in those cabins (actually converted trams) you can see in the background, and did a lot of walking and exploring the nearby area. I think there was also a massive thunder storm one night, and this may have even been the trip when a goanna got into our cabin? In the photo I’m using a remarkably sophisticated bucket to fill our inflatable pool, despite said pool being immediately adjacent to the tap! I loved the water in those days, and would wallow happily for hours in the sun.

January 1975

I believe the above was during the same trip, and is one of the best photos from my childhood years. Yes mum, B and I are featured, and we look snazzy and happy. But look at that awesome dinosaur! Here is where it all started, and the road I started walking that fateful day would eventually lead to results like this. I did some research to try and found out where exactly this was taken and whether it still exists, but came up empty.

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I think we’re wearing our ‘Sunday best’ here, which raises the question of how we looked the remainder of the week. Bernard’s shirt beggars belief, and he looks distinctly uncomfortable as he tries to hide the candy bar he’s holding. I’m standing there defiantly wearing my press-button short sleeved checkered shirt tucked into elastic velvet brown pants and trying not to appear cold on a winters day. As I more effectively hide my candy behind my back, my face suggests I knew that years later my clothing would appear absurd, but I didn’t care anyway. Note how shiny our bowl-cut hairstyles are, the result of Johnson & Johnson Baby Shampoo, which we used during our formative years. I think this was taken in Gregson Park, possible after a post-Nan trip to that awesome lolly shop that used to be on Beaumont Street.

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Moving from the ridiculous to the sublime here, and fast-forwarding about 10 years as well. It’s 1987 here, and we (aged 16 and 15) are holding cats at least half as old as us. Bernard, in his dramatic grey-blue ensemble, cradles Boris, who was aloof and mysterious and shy. The edges of her ears show evidence of the cancer that would eventually take her from us, but she lived a long and happy life. I, sporting a white rolled-up-sleeve white shirt and knit tie, am wielding Louis, seen again many years after the shot from the other day. The dirt on his paws gives away his tenure as an outdoor cat, but ‘Soccerball’ was a friendly beast, and would come when called. I recall I used to name the cats, except for Louis who we got when I was very young. The names were slightly unusual (Boris, Sarah, Nelson, Momus) but never catlike. They all had particular origins as well. Maybe one day I’ll blog that.

Incidentally we dressed to look our very best for this photo (and other in the series, which I have blogged before). In 1987, these were the best clothes we had!

As for the hairstyles, what can be said? Looking back now it’s hard to imagine I wasn’t influenced by Grace Jones in Conan The Destroyer, but at the same time it’s terrifying to think I may have been. In truth I had an outrageous hair stylist named Ford Lamonte (this is true) who suggested crazy styles to me, to which I almost always said ‘Yes’. This was one of them, and would be followed shortly by the blonde hair and then the weird front rat-tail. Bernard hair is less spectacular, but you’ll note the prominent curl. He’ll probably deny it if you ask him, but that wasn’t by accident, and he spent hours every day carefully arranging it so he would look as much like Christopher Reeve’s Superman as possible πŸ˜‰

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My high school graduation. The fanciest I have ever dressed. I recall I found it quite uncomfortable, but looking back now it doesn’t look half bad. In this getup I had to (ballroom) dance and give a speech (which I did off the cuff with minimal preparation). Immediately afterwards a few friends and me – still dressed in our fancy togs – went on an all-night road trip from the Newcastle beaches to the upper Hunter and back again. We broke on through to the other side, and ended up chatting with grizzled drunken sailors in a seedy hunter street pub at sunrise. That was a good night.

I wish I had more – many more! – photos from those years, but sadly do not. I can only wonder what sorts of events-long-forgotten would be revealed had we taken a camera with us.

Living In The 70s

Tuesday, April 5th, 2016

I rediscovered some old photos! I don’t think I’ve blogged any of these ones before. I’m going to try to do these in chronological order but since they’re undated I’ll probably get a few incorrect. I apologize for the small size of these, but image uploading to the blog is a bit wonky so I had to downsize them πŸ™

Bernard and Robert are carried around Sister Ines's sewing room.

This was obviously taken in PNG, in some sort of sewing workshop? You can see both Bernard and myself being held by two of the women in the front right, as they examine material with a nun. It’s a beautiful shot; I wonder who took it and why?

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Mum’s passport photo, taken not long after I was born in 1972. The impression on the lower right is because it was scanned from the passport. Bernard’s titanic head suggests extraterrestrial DNA.

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A bit of a curiosity. I recognize the furniture in the background, but don’t know from where. Basically I don’t know where or exactly when this was taken, or the name of the cat Bernard is holding! My body looks creepy, like a child weightlifter. Look at my stubby hands!

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Our family, in the mid 70s. Bernard and I look like little Aryan’s don’t we? My hair was a lot lighter when I was young. I’m holding a small rubber animal, one from a set that I still own some from to this very day. Mum’s holding one of the old tin/steel coke cans, and Bernard’s shorts are pulled up way too high.

May 1974

At the flat in Gateshead, again mid 1970s. We were poor in those days, and the only toys we had were a plastic cup and a pair of scissors. Despite this, mum managed to dress us like a pair of kings. I like my little shoes.

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A few years later. I’d graduated from overalls to suspenders, and we’d both moved into our ‘glam rock hairstyle’ phases. The third person in this photo was a very dear friend of ours named Louis, who was a human-sized cat. He was a true urban king; a wild and wirey beast that ruled the neighbourhood for meters around our home. I hope he looks at this photo from cat heaven and purrs with happiness πŸ™‚

Oct '79

An unfortunately blurry photo, but I believe the only one I have of my First Holy Communion. This was probably 1979 or 1980. There’s a lot to love about this shot, not the least that apparently Mr Spock had dropped by to congratulate me. I like my tie, and fondly remember this as the last day I ever wore pressed pants.

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Leaping forward ten years now, to about 1990. This is me, dad and Sue. And I’m cooking. Cooking like a boss. Snags I reckon; maybe an onion or two. This is obviously on the lake, possible Valentine or Speer’s Point, and I’m guessing winter judging by the clothing. I don’t remember the event at all, and this seems to be the only photo that was taken. I’d kill for one of those snags right now…

I’ve got more like these. Should I post them?

Review: ‘Game Prince’

Monday, March 28th, 2016

  
I bought the above on Amazon for only $14. It’s a handheld self-contained gaming system that promised (as you can see) to contain ‘iPhone, PC and Android’ games. 

Here’s the instructions: 

 
That’s quite a screenshot to use for what I suspected it would be just a crappy X-in-1 system (albeit handheld). Let’s turn it on: 

 
And I was correct! 152 games to be specific, and a quick glance through the list suggested this was essentially a handheld NES emulator featuring a small set of NES games repeated over and over as is usual for such devices: 

 

I estimate there’s about 50 unique games on the device. Some (such as Silkworm and Adventure Island) have over ten versions, although they all seem to be simply ‘start at level X’ hacks.

I apologize for the quality of the photos; the screen has a coating that makes it difficult to photograph. It looks better than here, and is very vibrant with s good refresh rate. Since Mario seems to run at native NES resolution, I estimate the postage-stamp-sized screen to be about 256×240. 

 
That’s of course Donkey Kong, Mario, Pac-Man and Ninja Gaiden III, all of which run well and have original sound effects. Based on these the quality of emulation seems to be good.

The buttons of the system however are awful, which makes actually playing the games almost impossible.

The worst offender is the 4 direction buttons which are not linked (and therefore not a d-pad). There is a notable delay when pushing one and holding two down at a time negates both, making diagonals impossible. The fire buttons aren’t much better, and rapidly pushing one seems to result in it not registering at all. It’s inexcusable the device was manufactured with such terrible controls.

What about the claim of iPhone or Android games? Check these out: 

 
 
Aside from being quite literally criminal I doubt I need to tell you both are abysmally unplayable. Angry birds in particular only has 4 positions at which you can aim and the collision animations seem independent of where the bird hits. PvZ uses a pointer control (!) which on this system means almost no control at all. It’s also comically slow πŸ™‚

Lastly there is this: 

 
Fighter Street v1′ aka. ‘Crap Street Fighter’. The player select isn’t so bad: 

 
Note there are only 6 playable characters; the claim of 12 includes palette swaps! So far so bad… but the gameplay: 

 
Absolutely, unquestionably the worst version of SF2 I have ever ‘played’. Glacially slow, you don’t seem to have any actual control over your fighter who just does random kicks and punches as he jerks backwards and forwards. Utterly shameful.

So that’s the Game Prince. An impulse, one-for-the-collection buy that I thought may make a nice tournament device. But it won’t, because it’s awful and almost unplayable and I doubt I’d ever find a soul on this lonely planet with the patience to sit around for hours while I beat them on old NES games πŸ˜‰

Avoid this trash like the plague!

‘Blessed vs Cursed’ Review

Saturday, March 26th, 2016

It’s time for another MTG duel deck review. 

 
The release of this one surprised me, as did the inclusion of preview cards from the next expansion (Shadows Over Innistrad). The decks match ‘blessed’ humans against ‘cursed’ zombies and turned out to be great fun to play against each other. 

 
The blessed deck is white/blue and heavy on creatures with ‘enter the battlefield’ triggers. Some are tailor made to kill zombies, and overall the deck plays quite quickly.

The cursed deck is blue/black, full of graveyard effects (self-mill, playable from, graveyard triggers) and is even faster than the white deck. 

I played eight games in total and the final tally was a draw at 4 wins each! Almost every game was quick and few were easy wins. These are two of the best matched – and most fun to play – duel decks ever.

The pros will talk about the value of the cards as well, including an alternate art Geist (from the original Innistrad) as well as some notable rates. But what I found most charming was that while each deck contains Islands, the card art is unique to the decks they are in, so there are three pairs of the same islands in both cursed and blessed forms: 

 
It’s a nice touch, and another plus in this overall great pair of decks. Highly recommended.