The games night went well. Angus
arrived shortly after I did and a fair bit of Soul Calibur 2 was played. brucec
more or less showed everyone who was boss, as he fended off our attacks with disturbing ease. Once we realized that there were four people in the room, Gamecube Bomberman was booted and much craziness ensued. Around nine, dinner was ordered from the Bangalore in Tollcross, and we enjoyed a well made Indian meal whilst discussing the games industry and the year's cinema.
Once the food was out of the way, we moved onto Virtua Tennis 2, which was rather more evenly matched than Soul Calibur, although I reckon that anyone who can win as Tim Henman deserves some bonus kudos. At one point a set went on to six deuces, which induced a certain degree of amazement. Finally, Street Fighter II was broken out, and Angus was given a crash course in the quintessential 2D beat 'em up, before we all had to leave to catch buses.
Kate was sadly notable by her absence, which was a bit disappointing. She apparently "feel asleep." Ten points for the unintentional Metal Gear reference.
For the next games night, I think I will try to obtain Mario Kart for the Cube and some more good PS2 versus games.
End of an Edinburgh Institution
The Golf Sale is apparently no longer on:
- The company owning the shop was actually called "Golf Sale Ltd." in order to circumvent advertising laws.
- The guy who holds the sign gets paid eight pounds an hour.
- He gets asked "Excuse me, do you know where there's a golf sale on?" quite frequently, and it apparently gets old rather quickly.
File, Print, File, Print, File...
As a measure of how monotonous my job is, it was an exciting occasion when my boss asked me to compose an email on his behalf.( Boring work stuff )
Oh, and I've booked myself a weekend of sailing lessons at Port Edgar