What have I been doing with my weekend, you ask? Chiefly I have been emulating an Amiga. And by that I don’t mean that I have been standing in the corner and making odd computer noises. No, I mean this:

Goal!

Golden Axe

Great Gianna Sisters

Ikari Warriors

Pang

Prince of Persia

Projext X

Rick Dangerous

Superfrog

Ah nostalgia. As a feeling it is rivalled only by melancholy. And maybe happiness.

Superfrog would be my choice for best platform game ever. Although James Pond: Robocod is high on the list too. They don’t make them like that anymore. Quite literally. Everything is 3D these days. Do 2d platform games even exist? I think there was one called Viewtful Joe or something like that. But other than that you probably can’t get real platformers anymore.

Goal is my choice for best soccer game ever. They have all gone 3d too nowadays of course. There’s a Sensible Soccer 2006 being released these days. I bet it isn’t nowhere near as good as the original. Now if only they’d make a Goal!2006.

Prince of Persia. Yet another game that has been turned into 3d in the new century. Haven’t tried the newer version. But without that dab of nostalgia I doubt they could compete with the original.

Gianna Sisters. Best illegal platforme game ever. Better than Mario Brothers.

Golden Axe. Fond, fond memories of 2 player games. Playing it at Pelle’s house. One of the games that made me get an Amiga in the first place.

Project X. Damn hard. Damn, damn hard. The nice thing about playing with an emulator is that I can save the game state. Infinite retries. It’s cheating, but I don’t have the time or energy to play these games for hours and hours. I like putting on a cheat and blazing through the game and just get that high from nostalgia and success. Like a city man who goes for a survival course in the local jungle and forgets that he is and will always be a city man. No, don’t try to make sense of it.

Rick Dangerous. That was so hard too. But one of the best game characters ever. Maybe my mind is playing tricks on me but I think I played it on my old Commodore 64 too. Those were the days.

Pang. What a great concept. The best games are always the simplest. That’s why Tetris and Pac-Man will never die.

Alright. Enough computer games. Some other nostalgia: The Smashing Pumpkins. Pre-Gish songs. Circa ’91. Those are the best when you’re in a self-destructive mood. I am what I am… I am my end – You can watch me bleed. Sometimes I am in that mood.

I realize this entry has been mostly a waste of time for everyone who doesn’t share my memories and experiences. But in another couple of years we can get together and reminisce about this entry. Those will be the days.

Hah! I laugh. Guess what happened today?

It rained. As I copy/pasted from my livejournal earlier, the last two days I have not brought my jacket to work. Normally I would always bring it. Even if it was too hot to wear it, I’d still carry it with me like a safety blanket. Now I finally manage to leave it at home. And then it rains. Go figure. Normally I look stupid because I’m wearing a jacket when it’s too hot. Today I looked stupid for not wearing a jacket in the rain.

Ah well. I certainly wasn’t the only one caught unprepared. It was rather a funny sight actually, the streets full of people in summer clothes. The lucky ones with umbrellas. The rest left to the mercy of the skies.

And the thing is… it felt good. Cool summer rain. After a couple of days of unbearable heat (by my standards anyway) it was really good to cool down. To just stand in the rain. It was perfect really. Not raining too much. Not too cold. Just a refreshing, cool shower. I would be quite the ingrate if I were to complain about the rain right after complaining about the heat.

There is something reassuring about it too. This is what Danish summer is supposed to be like. Heatwave followed by rainshowers. You can never be sure what you’ll get. Of that you can be sure.

Yesterday I had a really good time with Mads. While the sun was roasting everything in sight. I sat down, and he came soon after and sat down next to me. And then he sort of rolled over on his side and put his head in my lap and just comaed out. While I scratched him generously. Per came walking by and burst out laughing. “You big lapdog, Mads”. It was really rather sweet and funny.

All the best photo-ops are always the ones where I’m in a bad position to take pictures. I should have a personal photographer follow me around. But here are my attempts at capturing the moment:

Now tell me goats aren’t good pets. Tell me that Mads isn’t just as cuddly as a dog or a cat. If goats could purr he would have purred. Instead he just made his adorable groaning/snoring sounds. What a wonderful thing, sitting in the sun and scratching him behind the ears while watching the kids jumping around for joy. It is happiness.

A family came by too. The dad took their boy and girl in to the goats. The boy was just a baby almost, and he was so happy and excited by the goats. He was laughing out loud as he petted Vanilje. The playground brings a lot of happiness to a lot of people.

Now if only I could put my head in someone’s lap and be cuddled. Then I’d have it all.