Sunmotori Sleepless Dreams

The academic year has now ended. I'm sitting in the living rooms just after doing all the washing up lying around in the kitchen. I am typing with prune fingers. I didn't got to bed last night. I made it sound ominous giving it its own sentence then, like that. I didn't sleep because I was up all night with mine and Gaz's friend and housemate from last year is visiting us and I was up playing games, watching YouTube videos, watching films.. activities that can easily sting together until sunlight is bothering you again. Actually, some names that came out of that night that I would like to get written down now so that I remember are.. Robert Crumb, and that there is a film about him available at fair price on DVD. The other person was.. Vivian Stanshall. Ooh and whil I'm on people and things Gojira is the latest musical interest. I recommend going to their website and listening to 'Flying Whale' from the album 'From Mars To Sirius'.
My plan was to talk about the fears I was having sitting here suffering from sleep deprivation but I've relaxed some now and have drifted onto happier things.
One of the happiest must be... Sumotori.

Now... this is a game. A FANTASTIC game.
Let me tell you why. It is a game made for a competition. The competition requirement of the game is that it should be no bigger than 96KB. So this game is small, very small. When I think about how small it is and how many hours of excellent quality amusement it has provided me I am even more impressed. Many of those minutes that make up those hours I must add were spent in tears of laughter. This game brought some serious joy.

I have only played it multiplayer. I imagine this is the best way to play it. I don't know if it would have been quite as good if I was playing it on my own. If I were to have found and played it alone I probably would have been seriously impressed and then urgently seeking other people to show it to in the hope that they would join in with me and have fun.. just like actually did happen.

So keep that in mind as you make your way through the link to download and play it yourself.

If you have someone else there, get them to sit up beside you and take and end of the keyboard so that you can square up against each other.. and I hope experience some collective joy.

Yeah, I haven't said much about what it is apart from how much it made me happy.

Please trust me. Please like it too.

--- LINK TO THE GAME ---


There are loads of other cool games and little programs littering my desktop, I need to sort through them. I went on a bit of a binge download. In time I should write about and link to them too. My main goal with those right now though it to get more people playing Sumotori Dreams. I plan to put some things on facebook to publicise it. Good ole facebook.

Another thing I want to put on facebook that gets back the the fear thing is an advert in the marketplace for.. myself. Requesting a spare room to rent. I'm extremely hesitant about it because its.. so.. scary? It shouldn't be scary. But it's like I'm exposing myself to.. well, the fact that I don;t have place sorted for next year. I'm starting to realise that its not really something to be afraid of as I'm writing, as writing does tend to help in that way. I am also however resisting that and leaning back towards my fear, instantly forgetting about how I just made myself feel silly for being fearful. It'll be done in time. Maybe today even.

Other things!

Rent. Need to pay the last rent payment. Also need to sort out how to get my deposit back, if even I will be getting it back. The whipped cream stained the wall pretty bad and my trying to clean it off made smudgy matters worse.

Bills. There are water and sewage bills to pay and no doubt more utility bills before everything to do with this abode is terminated.

Packing. A major operation.

Booking a flight. Bit scary, shouldn't be, should be like any other ticket. Did it for Tool, I can do it for a plane. I;m going to Belfast if you didn't know. Next week. Whoa... very soon. Less than a week even, six days.

I'm going to stop writing this post now because I'm getting a sense that is is becoming rather long.

Oooh, one more thing though before ending. A picture of James, the friend that stayed, while he was on his visit here.