Robbed!

Oh that really sucks Paul! :(

Anyway, I was a victim of the £50 for a £2 item scam whilst working in a shop. A guy came in and paid for an item with a £50 note, he was really fussy about what notes he wanted as change, and leaned over the counter...for about a second, and in that time he must nicked a load of cash. He was just so quick! I felt really stupid after that!

Paul -- Good God does that such. Same thing happened to me once, on a crowded Chicago train. The only reason I even noticed was that the guy was stupid enough to try to steal my discman as I was listening to it, and the sudden cessation of music served as a pretty good tip-off that something was amiss.

He didn't get the discman, but he did get three discs, two books, and a sweater. The only consolation was imagining him getting home, looking over his winnings, and thinking: "Barth? Velocity Girl? What the hell am I going to do with this?"

Paul totally different topic but........whats the gameboy advance like? I was thinking of getting one. What games are good? Is it like the gameboy in that it eats batteries and you absolutely need the power adaptor thing.

That blows, Paul! I thought people in England we're all thoughtful and helpful. Why didn't the other commuters bonk the brats on the head and get your stuff?

How would Paul know Ronan. He's just had his nicked.

See Paul if you didn't look like a fey indie boy with dirty (albeit red) dronerock hair they would not victimise you so much.

Samantha, British people = helpful in general, however people in London are generally terrible at coming to people's aid, fight on the tube? ooh, look the other way dear and the nasty people will go away.

Mind you it's not just London, I remember ages ago in Paris, a tv programme did a hidden camera thing where a person pretended to have a heart attack on the Metro and *no-one* went to their aid all day.

I presume he's played it before C3PO you pedant.

The Gameboy Advance roXored!!! Sob! Seriously, it was amazing. Final Fight was truly incredible on it, and Castlevania was fantastic. Bomberman was the best, though, and I was very close to the end of the game (which was a cross between Bomberman, Zelda and Pokemon).

It didn't really guzzle batteries either. I went through two sets and was on my third after a good 35-40 hours of use. It's basically like having a Super Nintendo you can carry around. The only downside was the fact that the screen was too dark, so you had to sit under the light. Playing on the tube was great though, and made the journeys to work fly by.

I'm going to miss it. Sigh.

I guess it was quite a catch for the thieves. Unlike the two legal textbooks and the flyers. Hope they give the flyers out...

blimey Paul! i HATE the youth of today. they're so brazen.

Too right. No respect for their elders. Too busy sniffing glue I expect...

I am most distraught at the development of the Gameboy Advance, because even up to and including Gameboy Color all Gameboys contained a Z80 processor, the same one that made the various Sinclair ZX machines of the 80s tick (plus a whole host of other, largely crappier, machines, eg the Tandy TRS-80). The computer which brought me so much joy and crippled my social skills so severely when I was but knee-high to a grasshopper (ok, so I still am knee-high to a grasshopper, but then its emulators still bring me joy, so ehhh) may be outpowered by a Lego brick these days - no lie, there are lego bricks in Mindstorms which are more powerful than the 16k Spectrum and possibly the 48k too - but I could feel that my Z80 machine code books were not entirely irrelevant even in the modern gaming world. But in a year's time nobody will want games for the old Gameboys any more, and I'll have to accept that they really are redundant. *snifl*

I = queen geek. Sorry. (Um, yeah, bad luck, Paul, you have my woefully poorly expressed sympathy. You do not, however, have an on- topic answer from me, for which I apologise.)

Rebecca = as sad as me, apparently. I thought only I was geeky enough to read the technical specs on console instruction manuals and get all intrigued about the mysterious and ubiquitous Z80.
Some bugger tried to steal my bus pass once, but I chased him and he chickened out and dropped it, so I got it back. This incident was responsible for one of the most insane conversations of my life though, something anlong the lines of "Give my bus pass back, you fucking thief" [thief gets a bit annoyed] "Who the FUCK do you think you're talking to? Who the FUCK do you think you're calling a thief?" "Well, you, you nicked my stuff." The whole incident wasn't helped by AM who was a big wuss and did nothing to help.
Someone broke into my house once, they didn't steal anything as we got home from school in time, but the house felt odd for a good few days after. Being burgled is so horrible.

Yeah I got one yesterday after work. Mario Kart=Staying up late after you come in playing drunkenly long after you ceased to be able to see the screen.

I really wanted to get Mario Kart... but now if I got it there is nothing for me to play it on. Sob.