Optimising video game nostalgia

- - Music, Thoughts

Video game nostalgia is bigger than ever, with print magazines; blogs; emulators, and remakes for modern platforms all catering for those who want to relive the games of their youth.

The problem is that it’s incredibly time-consuming to actually play Jet Set Willy; Chuckie Egg; Super Mario World; Pilotwings; James Pond 2: Robocod; Alex Kidd in Miracle World; The Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past; Final Fantasy VII, or whatever game floats your nostalgic boat. What’s more, when you actually play those games from your past, they often feel slow, clunky and nowhere near as exciting as they did when you first sat down with them.

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- - Personal

I should have posted this last week but I was too busy. I’ve been announced as Editor in Chief at The Next Web, which is obviously great news. It’s not exactly breaking news now, but I thought it was worth putting up a quick post about it.

*And yes, the title of this post is a reference to the catchphrase of long-forgotten ’90s boyband EYC. No idea why they just popped into my head – I was never a fan.

Meeting ‘startup people’ in Manchester

- - Manchester, Tech

Someone emailed me this weekend asking how he could meet people in the Manchester area who are interested in startups and collaborating on tech ideas.

Here are the links I sent him back. They’re not exactly news if you’re already invovled in the Manchester tech scene, but if you’re looking to get involved, I hope that this helps:

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Random acts of awkwardness

- - Manchester

A regular routine for me on a Saturday is to settle down at a table at a coffee shop, prepare a few guest posts for publication on The Next Web (if you’d like to do that instead, we’re looking for a full-time features editor – drop me a line for details) and work through my email. Having done the former part of that work plan today I went to the counter at Caffe Nero in Sale, Cheshire and bought some lunch. To my shock, a woman with a French accent said “I can pay for you.” She proceeded to use all the money she had to pay for my food and then walked off.

As a Brit, I was typically awkward about this. A stranger paying for my food and wanting nothing in return? “It’s a charity thing, they do it every year. Everyone’s always really awkward about it,” the barista serving me explained.

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