Archive for the ‘Palmtex Super Micro’ Category

The LightPak idiosyncrasy

Sunday, March 25th, 2012

Ever since I was young, I’ve always found myself different from my peers. It’s never been much of a problem because I usually skirt burgeoning fights by being quick on my toes and my head. I was also an excellent student so I wasn’t much of a problem to my professors. Perhaps that’s why I find myself tolerating other people’s idiosyncrasies easier when I matured. I mean, after all, I’m already 24, and I still watch anime. 😛

I haven’t been heartbroken much since I haven’t really tried much, but I realized that my reaction to it was just as offbeat as any of my quirks: instead of wallowing in a temporary amnesia caused by dipsomania, I either write or purchase items from eBay I would never have the gall of purchasing in a more balanced mental state. (And in a more balanced mental state, I guess I wouldn’t write something like this.)

I guess one of my barely healed wounds of the heart have recently reopened a bit. So how do I deal with it? I ponder on bidding for an accessory to that treasured handheld of mine. What does that accessory actually do, one asks?

It’s just a lamp.

That's all it really does. The bulbs light up on top, but that isn't even properly done with the silver leaking at the bottom right corner of the accessory. Yet I wanted that.

It’s a glorified lamp. Contained within the gray plastic case are six small, incandescent light bulbs that turn on when batteries are placed to complete the circuit, and it currently costs 35 USD (which I believe would not go any higher, unless there’s someone even more passionate OR stupid than I am when it comes to stuff like that). It would have been a fair price had the accessory been pristine, but with silver bleeding all over the reflector and with a broken on-off switch, who in their right mind would purchase a small, unpredictable lamp for 35 dollars? (I mean, someone other than me, of course.)

Whenever I ponder about things like these I just sit down and write, and most of the time my reason comes back to me before I do anything stupid. While I indeed would like to have the item, I can’t condone its exorbitant price, so I’ll just wait for it to get significantly cheaper, or just spend my money more wisely. I’m not even thinking of the girl because of these things.

But I’m grateful for being like this. I’m grateful for not running into alcohol or anything destructive whenever I’m down. Even if I did spend a bit for the item, the worst I would be hurting are my savings. Perhaps others would think of this as blatantly stupid (and perhaps it is) but I’m glad I have the privilege of being able to translate what I think into words that roughly convey how I feel. From insignificant reflections such as these to broad comparisons of anime series, being able to write is something one should be truly grateful for.

A vintage gaming reminiscence

Wednesday, January 18th, 2012

I wanted to make this post to simply reiterate my thanks for the kindness of both Angelus and Crusader who have financially supported me in my bid for what was my holy grail of vintage video games. Obtaining the Palmtex Super Micro would have been impossible without their help. One of the recent listings on eBay for the Super Micro was sold at more than twice the price I bought it, after all:

Granted, this was with all three games, but still ... the price is no joke.

Thanks a lot for both the trust and the financial assistance. 🙂

(By the way, I watched the first episode of Madoka. I’ll finish it in two weeks’ time, probably. :P)

Two sides of a different coin: the Spectra of writing

Wednesday, January 4th, 2012

This write-up is not remotely related to anime. But then, as I’ve already paid for my hosting dues, I think I should be given a bit more free rein in the topics I’d like to broach. Although I will never say that I lost my love for anime, I have to admit that my mind has been weighed upon by things rather removed from anime. These two write-ups are relatively polished drafts of mine that address certain thoughts that have pressed upon me over the course of the past month. I’ve had a lot more drafts, but these two seem to be the better ones.

I wrote the two articles on the same topic but tried to be light-hearted in one, and grave in the other. I’m not sure whether this made the intended effect, but publishing it somewhere (anywhere!) would at least give me some closure regarding it. I’m sometimes consumed in the things I’ve overly passionate about, and if I didn’t put an end on it I would probably give ten more renditions on the same topic (not that I haven’t already written ten different renditions).

I hope you guys enjoy this artistic experiment. If not, then forgive me. I do know I’m repeating myself. 😛 (more…)

The return of stupid

Saturday, November 26th, 2011

I purchased a relatively inexpensive Game and Watch clone after roughly a year of abstinence, and the reason is that my pangs for vintage video games have returned once more. I found the purchase of the Super Micro (with the help of Angelus and Crusader) to be sensible, because it represented something truly novel in the world of handheld gaming and Othello never really gets boring, especially if one loves to think abstractedly. The profligate part of my mind is currently calling for me to purchase the Romtec Colorvision. It’s a system that I’ve been attracted to for quite some time already. Over the past year I have been able to save a considerable amount, enough for me to be able to purchase it. If I did, however, it would bite in to roughly half of my entire savings, because the system is also quite rare (though not as rare as the Super Micro, I believe).

Sometimes I wonder why I'm so brainless at times.

What prevents me from purchasing it is the fact that it’s just another LCD game, and I have quite a few of those. It’s quite similar to the Donkey Kong, Kingman, and Mario’s Cement Factory tabletops in that gameplay is extremely repetitive: in the Colorvision’s permutation, the mission is to get certain items from the tips of the screen, and then use those to beat the evil witch on the top while avoiding attacking bats. It’s practically the storyline of Kingman being rehashed: while I was able to spend about thirty minutes at a time to play that LCD game, that was an extreme circumstance and I would usually be bored out of my mind by then. I know how those types of LCD games play, and I also know how stupid it would be of me to spend for something as expensive as that. There are renditions of those classic games in Flash; there are also emulators around to sate me. It’s just the irrational side of my brain beckoning me to waste money on something I do not need.

There are other things that I desire that would be more useful to me: I could probably spend a bit of my savings on Haruki Murakami’s 1Q84, or on Christmas gifts. I just can’t see myself spending more than a hundred British pounds for a game like that, even though I want to. I guess that’s why the rational part of my head made a compromise with the avaricious and mindless part: I instead paid for a Game and Watch that was less than a tenth of the cost of the Colorvision. I hope that could tide me over. Because as much as the shirts I’ve bought over the previous months were also a strain, I knew I was going to use them until they fit me no more; and although the Super Micro was more expensive than the Colorvision, I could rest assured that its gameplay would never be repetitive, because such are board games that stimulate the mind. I have none of that security with the Colorvision.

I may entertain the thought once more, perhaps after graduating from medical school, I guess. It really just doesn’t make sense to buy it right now. I should try for that chess book instead. Please, don’t let this stupidity persist.

A matter of perspective

Wednesday, August 11th, 2010

I know this isn’t the Chicken Soup for the Soul website, but I just wanted to share something personal today (it also ties in tangentially to my dearth of updates within these past few weeks). I was never a moralistic person, but I just wanted to share a part of myself today.

I have had a rough week.


Let me be entirely honest: to say that I have had a rough week is a little bit of an understatement, as it has only been one interminable disappointment. Imagine passing through a well-cemented road for the better part of the month only to transition, without any warning, into a pockmarked road with pebbles and rocks as its pimples.

I think it came to a head yesterday evening: I promised to swear myself off eBay and shifted my pastime into once again enjoying DotA, when I checked my e-mail a little into today’s early morning hours. What I saw was an absolute steal: there was an auction for untested Super Micro cartridges (yes, the system that I have been bragging about and obtained with the help of Crusader and Angelus), and they were all only for 15 dollars. I thought that was a very justifiable reason to break my avoidance of eBay as I have hunted for those cartridges for quite some time, only to discover that when I clicked the buy-it-now (about an hour and a half passed) it was already sold.

I was devastated, to say the least.

I really thought it was going to be the break I needed from all the disaster I have experienced in the past few weeks. On the contrary, however, it just added to my disappointments. I had a hard time sleeping and was very depressed: I even hoped that it would be resold for a still affordable price; I hoped that the systems didn’t work (since I think they were included too), but it nevertheless really struck me that I was just an hour and a half too late. I could have checked my mail at that exact time it came out, but I didn’t, and it just ate on me.

I am trying to be more mature as a person, however, and as such, I wanted to move on. I wanted to curse God yesterday, but it wasn’t His fault; I wanted to curse myself, but I could never know what was in store in my e-mail, and I really can’t fault happenstances as well. They just happen, whether one likes it or not.

The incident soured my mood the entire day, but I had already coped and moved forward somewhat by sharing this individual, but stupid plight to my friends. Having an emotional net of support is one of the best ways to cope, and I utilized it during the day.

I stopped think about the innocuous failures of my week, however, when one of my friends told me that one of my other friends’ grandmother killed herself. I was so malcontent with the accumulation of my little failures that I couldn’t even celebrate my health, the circumstances I was living in, my triumph against pneumonia little more than a month ago, and just life in general.

She was suffering from a terminal disease in her lungs. She probably couldn’t have borne it any longer, because she killed herself. I can’t imagine how shallow my devastation was compared to my friend’s disintegration. There will be the questions, but there will never be the answers, or they will never be answered completely, and that’s more tragic than any fucking vintage video game I want to collect. I felt so stupid when I knew this.

Don’t get me wrong, I would have loved to have bought that game lot cheaply. But beyond these material pursuits, beyond even one of my most outstanding pursuits, wisdom, I think one idea should be pursued above all the rest: it is the idea of perspective. Man was born to be discontented and incapable of enjoying what he currently has. He always forgets that every day he lives is another gift of fate, or God.

All he needs, however, is a matter of perspective: some people are worse off than us, even if we feel that we have had the hardest luck at that specific point in our lives. I think that if everyone imbibed and live this idea, there will still be discontentment and disappointment, but everyone can move forward in their lives and accept the good as well as the bad.

No life is ever rose-colored, whether it be from the campus or the real world. Some lemons are just lemons. But at least you even have those lemons. Some don’t even have the chance to have lemons. Some don’t even have the chance to live.

What’s the first handheld console with color? It’s not what you think.

Sunday, June 13th, 2010

So, what’s the first color handheld console?

This is my Palmtex Super Micro.

This is my Palmtex Super Micro.