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@Leterren: Yeah! But he's an analyst and a psychologist, not an analyst and a therapist.
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@Jordstar: Also note this Atari 400 is still hooked up to an old TV in my basement, with a Joust cartridge all up ins.
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@Jordstar: this alone makes me wish i had the coins for a fuck yeah.
an /|\ 400 (or 800? I forget) with a donkey kong cart in it, wheeled out by our teacher as a special treat for the kids who tried extra hard, is one of the (distant) root causes behind my username.
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@Jordstar: We somehow ended up with an ST though :)
Which was legend in of itself.
I'm currently working backwards towards that era on my "last allowed nostalgia trip before taking a 10 year break" (30 now, gotta be an adult for a bit and save the rest up for my midlife crisis). Right now I'm in the mid 90s PC zone. It is good. I'm finding that, all pratting about with Autoexec/Config files aside, most of the old things we look at with rose tinted specs on are actually still rosy when you take the glasses off. It's always nice when that happens.
I had overshot and hit the Amiga era before that (long story how I ended up with an A600 :p) but had to put it on hold. I'll get back to the turn of the 90s soon enough. -
With any luck, the face isn't similar enough any more to be google image searchable.
Said ST, plus game, plus joysticks, plus monitor, plus printer, plus shoebox full of floppies, plus ancient desk unit, plus player, plus terrible jumper, minus wallpaper during a period of redecoration.
I'm not sure but I think the game is some terrible french thing called Toyottes which a friend had just given us on a copied disk. Never did work out what you were supposed to do other than crawl through pipes, eat cheese and avoid baddies. Maybe that was it?51 1 -
These pics are so terribly random yet of-a-theme, btw, as they come from a folder I just rediscovered on my HDD marked "olllllddd!" which I think holds the contents of some rediscovered floppy. They appear to have been ghetto-scanned from 110-cartridge originals by holding a digital camera over them on a desk. I think my mom wanted them in a hurry for some kind of "christmas memories of 20 years ago" thing.
Lego Technic and THE BEST XMAS TREE EVAR. Plus a 25" CRT in a cabinet made for a 32". The 90s rocked.1 1 -
(or more likely "10" / "15" years ago, given their provenance. Might have been using the very first digicam I ever owned... though I would have had a proper scanner at the time, too, so...???)
More hamstering. Run hammy run! Don't get frostbite on your toes. Seriously why are we allowing a hamster to run around on the grass in December?2 -
I still have that Game Gear. Unfortunately, the backlight died, so I also have a working one I picked up off eBay. The original plan was to figure out what kind of bulb it uses and replace it (then either get a link cable, or eBay one or other of them), but never quite found the time.
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Last (worthwhile) one of this set.
I still have one of the things pictured here. Sadly (?) it's the Amstrad Micro1000 mini hi-fi. It plays (well, played...) CDs! Which was tantamount to magic at 9~10 years old, owning your own CD player, no matter how objectively terrible. Strange thing is, it actually had a pretty good amplifier built in, too, and the speakers were half decent. This was from the time when Amstrad actually sold quarter-decent goods for 1/8th the price of the real thing, rather than trying to flog home phones that can send texts for £200.
The bear is either lost somewhere at the side of the road having found an escape route (along with the stereo's remote) out of the back of the crappy old Polo I had in my last year at uni. That, or it disappeared into the space between the bodywork and the frame (same difference; there were gaps in the metalwork in the boot that -probably- had, at some time long before I bought it, plastic blanks covering them, but not any more...) and so are either still rocking around the streets of Manchester in the ownership of tax-MOT-and-insurance-dodging Polish migrant workers (I don't even live in M'cr... long story), or have become part of it's metal-glass-rubber matrix in a crushed cube in a scrapyard somewhere.
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There's also a good chance I still have the earbuds, coiled up and forgotten in some random box of stuff. They're crap though. Only cost a pound. Not even worth that much.1 -
I also found a few horrors from the aforementioned last year at uni. 2002/2003, which seems to count as childhood for a few people on here. So let's have it. All taken with a horrendously terrible webcam someone gave me because they didn't want it any more. Never did get it to work over the in-room network (it turned out only useful for basic browsing, email and "LANchat", as it was so hilariously firewalled; anything else had to use HTTP tunnelling at an effective speed of about 2400 baud), but it was useful for basic snapshots until I got my first proper digital camera later in the year (still hideously expensive even for a 2mpx with an 8mb card at the time; £200 when a tenth of that could get you a basic 35mm and a couple rolls of film. I only wanted and could justify it on the basis of needing it for my dissertation so I wouldn't go broke buying and processing what would have been a couple hundred rolls)
Welcome to the state of the ghetto computing art, circa 10 years ago. Naff Epson inkjet that was in the bin even before its warranty was up. CRT monitor of uncertain size (14? 15?) and rez (800x600? 1024x768?), mini tower case containing slow, noisy, whirry, unreliable guts (850mhz and 96mb RAM IIRC), 6x CDRW, floppy, internal Zip100, separate scanner (the idea of an "all in one" didn't even exist, nor an affordable laser), Spirited Away still only available as a download in the west, separate desk speakers, 101-key board... And barely any spare space to swing a Roborovski hamster, much less a cat. All under a horrible early-noughties site-commandant-mandated flat-square type CFL.
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The rest of the room. Basically I was trying to live a full, moderately adult life in a room smaller than the "study" from which I'm typing now. Though it was at least single-occupancy and had - heavens! - an ensuite shower/toilet room. Luxury.
I finally just rediscovered where the TV stand we chucked away when I moved out of "home" came from, from looking at this.
TV picture is of course simulated. I don't even have any Domokun discs.
Chunky, 2ft-high fliptop box thing was the dorm outfitter's idea of a handy storage bin. Everyone else called it stupid. If I'd have been thinking straight, I'd have flipped it on its side. Open shelves or a second cupboard would have been more useful.
I did actually have a DVD player (a Lidl special from the year before... and it still works!), but precious little material to play on it. Most of the "discs" there are self-burnt MPG1 VCDs from DivXs downloaded at home.
Ugh. The "carpet". It was just a bit of felt matting. It had Passata, then beer, then vomit spilt on it, all three of which improved the appearance, texture, and smell no end.
Aux switch as the TV only had one input, and the VCR didn't have a pass-thru. Yes, it's the same hi-fi from a couple pictures back. And the car stereo isn't just a faceplate; the whole unit pulled out. Oldskool. Even had a handle on the front to do so, and it slotted into a bespoke hot-swap bay. No idea why they went to the bother. It was a shitty headunit in a cheap, basic hatchback. I replaced it with a much better £40 thing (and £40 speakers) from Halfords within weeks of this picture being taken.2 -
Slightly higher angle. They don't get much better than this. Unfortunately the webcam had something like a 30 degree field of view...
This must have been not long after moving in and getting set up, I suppose, otherwise the rabbit ears aerial would have been packed away (there was an aerial jack hookup in the room, as well as the ever-mysterious "FM radio" one). Not that it did much for the perpetually abysmal signal we had in that town. It makes me wonder if anyone within 10 miles has any TV service at all, now it's switched over the somewhat more demanding digital standard. My overriding memory of watching anything is of all outdoor scenes being winter snowstorms and all interior shots being smoky lounges, and the few things I attempted to tape at the time and haven't yet overridden bear witness to this.
Still have a problem with SAD to this day. I just wish someone had clued me in about fluorescent sunlamps at the time, rather than me first getting to try one out only this winter. I probably would have gone up a grade or two at graduation. My whole period there is a haze, and not just because of alcohol, but because all light from the south was partly blocked by the second tallest mountain in the British Isles.
Is much else going on with Canvas right now btw? Everything I'm personally putting out is getting rapid stickering :-) not that I mind, like.





