One just came back to me while we were on the way to pick Dad up from work. I was playing Star Tropics on my PSP, and I got to the part where you're required to input a frequency in order to be able to track Dr. J. Back when we got to that part for the first time, we still had our NES in our upstairs TV room, so me and Adam were sitting there wondering what the game meant when it talked about a letter. Suddenly it dawned on me that, along with the instruction booklet, a letter of sorts came in the game box. I grabbed it (as I recall it was in the bottom drawer of my dresser), ran into the bathroom, and started drenching it in water. Several seconds later, the numbers "747" appeared on the bottom. I can't help but wonder what would've happened if we'd thrown that paper out. We probably would've figured it out eventually, but that would've involved mind-numbing tedium, and probably would've taken away from how much we liked the game. To this day, I still consider it one of the best I've played on the NES.
Speaking of Nintendo games, as I just said, we had the Nintendo, all the games, and everything else set up in our TV room upstairs when we first got it. That was the one and only time Mom got further in a game than we did. Countless times, we'd come home from school, only to get told about such and such a level she'd made it to, on Mario. Now I can beat the game in a half hour (all levels), and she probably wouldn't even be able to beat 1-1.
One more thing on this topic, actually. Still in the same time period, as well. To make sure we didn't spend all our time playing games, our parents set out rules for us. The ones that I can remember were that we could only play games on the weekend after such and such a time in the morning (12 noon, I think it was), so one Saturday morning, I woke up, and could swear I heard someone playing a game out in the TV room. It wasn't 12 yet, either, so I knew whoever it was, they'd be in trouble. I opened the door a crack, and saw Bignose on the TV. When I went out into the hallway, I saw that it was Adam playing the game. Of course, he begged me not to tell him, and although I can't remember exactly what I did, I don't think I got him in trouble, because I just couldn't be bothered to.
Delivering them, to be specific. Started out with just me delivering them, and although I can't remember exactly why I stopped (outside of common sense, heh), I do know it had something to do with how it seemed like I was only making $10 every week. I know some of the money was going back to the Chatham Daily News, but it strikes me as odd that $10 is all we'd be left with. Thinking about it now, the only logical explanation is that either Mom or Dad were taking some for their own purposes, but whatever.
The one memory of this that really sticks out in my mind was during the beginning of winter, some years ago. It was fairly cold outside, and there was snow everywhere, but it was raining / snowing at the time. My delivery route started at our house (370 Wellington St. West), from which I crossed the street, then started towards where Tim Hortons is now, delivering papers to all the houses, then once I got to the end of the street (just before the funeral home), I crossed over, and started back in the opposite direction, once again, delivering papers to all the houses on that side. From there, once I reached West St., I went down it, doing all the houses up to the train tracks, then crossing over there, doing all the houses back up the other side of the street, then finishing what was left between there and our house.
One of the things I remember now is going up to the house two to the right of ours (assuming you're facing the house next to Kent Manor), walking up to the mailbox, and really feeling cold and wet, but also quite happy about that, from thinking that things couldn't get very much worse, and how I was almost home, where I could get out of my wet clothes and do whatever I wanted to warm up.
The only other thing that comes to mind is this: assuming you're standing at the intersection, facing the train tracks on West. St., there's a house about three buildings behind you on the right hand side, which is where one of our old friends used to live. One day while I was out delivering papers, I walked up the stairs to put one in the box there, and they opened the door, and invited me in. They were watching some movie, and told me to sit down for a bit. I can't remember what movie it was, but I know there was a guy running through some underground hallway with a crowbar or something, smashing a boatload of electrical meters :x Anyways, I sat there watching it for what felt like an hour, all the time telling them "I really should be going". I swear it was literally an hour before I finally left, and continued on my route.
And that's about it on that subject for now. I know there are others, but I can't remember them >:( Eh, if it comes to it, I'll just jot 'em down on a piece of paper as they come to me, and write something about them in here whenever I get the chance.
It's so hot in here. I've got nothing but a blanket covering me, and I'm still on the verge of sweating. Time to open the window... much better. Now to just wait for it to spread around :) Today's been pretty slow in terms of goings on. I woke up around 3:30, in hopes to go grocery shopping with Adam and Mom, but they pulled out of the driveway just as I was walking down the stairs. Wonderful timing.
I ended up just playing Half-Life 2, Episode 1 until they got back at 5, and I managed to beat it. It's alright, but it's incredibly short, and ends too abruptly. You're just on the train, watching the citadel explode, then suddenly the screen turns white, and you get a glimpse at some things that really make you hungry for more. The ending movie was really laggy, so much that I couldn't even hear what was being said, but I can overlook that, simply for being able to actually see more of the citadel.
The core was easily the best part of the game, simply because it was magnificent, yet frightening at the same time. Yeah, it's just a game, but it's just the idea of going into what would normally be the most heavily guarded area in the place, and making your way around the whole thing. Hell, when you climb up the ladder that brings you oh so close to the core, I found myself frantically wondering what was going to happen if I ended up touching it. Luckily I didn't, but I assume it wouldn't have been pretty if I did. Definitely looking forward to Episode 2, just so long as it's got more to it than Episode 1 did. The one thing that really stuck out was how Barney looked so incredibly sad most of the time. I suppose if you look at it from a "What if this were in real life?" perspective, it sort of makes sense, but it just seemed somehow out of place in the game.
Anyways, I asked Mom to take me up to the bank shortly after I'd beaten it. I would've walked, but it's raining out, and there's no way in hell you're going to catch me with an umbrella :p Not the conventional ones, at least. I ended up taking $70 out of my account, $30 which I spent on supper, and some snacks at 7-11, and the rest which is going to get hidden away in my room, for next time I feel like getting something special. Right now I'm at $2,200, which is why I'm really glad we get paid next week. Like I said before, I want to have at least $3,000 before we get our money from Grandpa.
As for work, I expected someone to call wanting me to come in tonight, and they did. Ange phoned around 10, and I just told her "No, I can't tonight. Sorry." She responded with "That's alright" which is fun. You know they want to say certain things, but that they'd get in trouble if they did. I work with her for the next two days though (alongside Josh and Kevin, at least tomorrow), so chances are she's going to ask why I couldn't come in. As I said a couple entries ago, the only reason they want somebody to come in is so they'll have a hot line closer, and they'll manage.
Now, for the song I'm listening to. Good luck finding this particular version anywhere on the internet. You won't find it on any random FTP, torrent site, P2P program, or any other sort of file sharing program / site. The only way you could have heard this song is if you were in the Grade 11 Band at CCI during 2001-2002, or if you bought one of the CDs. We ended up getting two. One for my parents, and one for me, and if you ask me, we got ripped off. One CD cost $15, and you'd think the people that were in the band would either get a copy for theirselves for free, or at least get a discount, but no. Of course, that was back when we got the first announcement that the school was closing, so the staff probably had other things on their minds.
Naomi (for whatever reason) has stolen my copy twice now (surprise surprise), but I took it back some time ago, and she hasn't touched it since. Now, just because it seems like a fun idea, and I want to have a copy of it readily available in case she steals the CD again, or I lose it, I just ripped it with Winamp, and uploaded the tracks to 4shared. If you really want to listen to them, they can be found HERE :p Yeah, there are mistakes in them, but what do you expect. We weren't perfect ;)
And with that, I think I'm going to head upstairs. It's only 3 in the morning, and I'm not really tired yet, but I want to play some more Star Tropics. I'm just up to starting the 5th chapter, so I should be able to at least get into the ruins before I go to sleep.
Oh, and BTW. 13 days. 'Till what, you're going to have to find out yourself, but I'll give you the hint that it is locally available (on LiveJournal, that is).