A mockery of the opening titles from everyones favourite POV sit-com: Peep Show.
See, this is what I love about Perfect Dark- even 10 years after you finished the thing it’s a game that keeps on giving, much like Cilla Black…or leprocy. Myself and Mr. Coldicott fired up the XBLA (Xbox live arcade, actually having had to explain what that abbreviation stood for completely negated it’s initial use)…
As part of an experiment as much as anything else I am typing this update on the iPad. So far I have managed to hit the shift key three times and replace all punctuation marks with commas. Oh and I spelt punctuation wrong aswell it seems but the iPad, being the canny little hinge that…
So, Ant has decided to embark upon an introductory music listening quest of sorts (as explained two articles down) and has asked me to provide him with an album a week from a band, solo-artist or producer of my choice, each week for 26 weeks correlating with each member of the alphabet. Kicking of this…
The only future worth imagining, after the disarmament process, once the last echoes of war have faded and we are all living in a Utopia of our own design, where children play freely without care and nobody reads the Daily Mail or ever mentions its existence; will be one where it is completely acceptable to…
No more words are needed to describe how awesome this is… And it’s all thanks to you Rob Smith. You have bought a smile to the world this morning.