Oh bloody hell! Fuck arse and bollocks! having experienced the joy of completing Resident Evil DS yesterday, I've sunk to the lows of having my third PS2 LCD attachable screen fuck up on me after purchase... The first two were easily returnable. I simply took them back to Blockbuster and got a refund...
The third, however, I purchased from eBay, and now I can't contact the seller for some reason, so I'm stuck with a faulty piece of kit. Damn! I was so close!!! I'd pictured myself enjoying the joys of the PS2 whilst Mrs. K watched 'Lost' with no conflict of interest... I had thought of it's potential on our next family outing to the caravan... Like a great big PSP sat in the lap of my surly ginger sons...
The harmony it could have facilitated, the PS2 ecstasy it could have bestowed!!! But no... It had to be faulty... DAMN! An alternative could have been the Treamcast... But it's not something I don't use that often. It's far too precious for that... But I'm thinking while I'm writing... A new scenario is emerging in my mind.
OK yeah!!! the PS2 and it's software will be the main console for the caravan... The Treamcast plus my unplayed American games, plus my DS could be the perfect Mrs. K friendly gaming combination for the up-coming nine day holiday. Plus a large stash of kung-fu DVDs, plus a large stash of cider, plus a large stash of... erm... stash!
Whilst this rambling post might make no sense to anyone else, it seems like it's been cathartic and therapeutic to me... And believe me my work with challenging pupils has been taxing this term. I think I feel a plan coming together! LOL!
