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sounds like that rubber-band powered jet plane.. that also had jet engines.
-- 'The' Lord and Master Bitman On High, Master Of All
A surge of adrenaline raced through my body at the sound of her voice. I
couldn't remember whether the hose I was holding started soaking the my
trousers before or after it slipped from my hand and fell dancing down to the grass. It had to have been before I supposed, because the arc of water was rising no higher than my ankle before falling back down directly on the laces of my tennis shoe. It couldn't possibly have drenched my trousers, and the bottom of my shirt I noticed, from where it lay now. It was odd, I remember thinking, how my senses slowly returned one at a time, like someone walking through a house and clicking on lamps. The cold, clinging feeling of the pants leg. The warmth of the August sun on my forehead. The tickle on my cheek as a bead of sweat overcame the friction of skin and a peach-fuzz growth on my cheek and tumbled down my face. The smells of flowers in the garden, and freshly mown grass, and a faint taste of chlorine from the pool next door. And the symphony of summer afternoon sounds; of the water cascading off my tennis shoe; of the rustle of the short trees and bushes in the garden; of a car driving by; of birds chirping; of the splash and laughter from the pool. Each sound distinct, and perfectly clear, as if it were isolated from all others. And the voice, the sound of a voice. My mind raced to collect itself. I remember straining to remember the voice, and why it seemed so damned important right now. My sight at last caught up and resynchronized with my other senses and everything finally fell into place. I remember stupidly jerking my head around in a futile hope that it was all just a dream...that it wasn't true at all. But as I twisted my head to the left, there was Lisa Dobbins, and Kate, and Deborah sunning themselves in lounge chairs by the side of their pool, their young firm breasts scarcely concealed under tight bikini tops. Turning my head back around to examine my soaked clothing
I found my rock hard cock just where I left it, securely in the grip of my
right hand. And finally turning my head slowly again up and to the right to
look at owner of the voice, her eyes wide and lips parted.
Although I'd have a hard time ever convincing anyone of it, I honestly didn't
know about Lisa Dobbins' swimming pool when I offered to water old Mrs.
Johnson's garden on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. I took on the job of watering Mrs. Johnson's yard after reading an ad she'd posted at the campus employment office. "Watering and light garden work. Three hours a week. $3.00/Hr." Our family had known Mrs. Johnson for years, and I remembered her giving my brothers and I quarters and cokes when we'd cut her grass in the summertime. She had an enormous garden beside her house that took up a lot big enough to build another house on comfortably, and I guessed that with her husband passing away several years ago, and with her getting older, probably in her early sixties by now, the place was just getting to be too much for her to handle on her own. She seemed very pleased when I knocked on her door and explained I'd come in response to her ad. She gave me a coke and explained what was to be done in the yard and pressed me for information about my brothers and family. When I'd finished my first day of work she tried to pay me, but I refused, explaining that I was happy to do the work for free. She persisted for a time, but eventually gave in and snapped three limp one-dollar bills back into her change purse. I'd always liked old Mrs. Johnson.
It wasn't until several weeks later that I heard the girl's laughing voices, mixed with the sounds of splashing and Top 40 blasting on the radio, come drift over the hedge. It took a minute of searching before I found a bare spot in the tall dense bushes and peeked through to find the source of the sounds. Mrs. Johnson's garden sat half way up a large steep hill, and looking down across two adjacent yards I saw the pool. When I saw Lisa Dobbins dancing in a bikini next to the pool my cock sprang up so fast and hard I thought it would rip out the fly of my jeans. Describing Lisa as hot was like saying the Rocky Mountains were a bunch of bumps on the ground. She was more than hot, she was unbelievable. She was the first girl in my class at Rivermont Junior High to develop, and she had, hands down, the largest, firmest set of breasts in the entire school. And she knew it too. She was always wearing tight sweaters or blouses with the buttons undone just enough to expose an edge of her lacy white bras. I soiled boxes of tissues that year, and the next, and the next after that fantasizing about Lisa.
Now that it was summer, Lisa was at the pool nearly every afternoon that I
worked in Mrs. Johnson's yard. It was maybe the fourth or fifth time I spied
on her from behind the hedge that my hand, almost beyond my control, unzipped my pants. The thrill of jerking myself off outdoors, that someone might see me, combined with the sensation of the breeze blowing over my naked shaft and the sight of Lisa's huge tits bouncing to the beat of the music was indescribable. I spurted my hot cum into the hedges then stuffed myself quickly back into my pants, looking all around to make sure no one saw me. I guess I'd grown overly confident and less cautious as the summer crept on, and now...
"What in the world..." the voice had said. I looked Mrs. Johnson's surprised expression, and started to follow her gaze until I realized she was staring at the stiff rod of flesh protruding from my hips, then looked quickly back up to study her face. I didn't see what I'd expected. Her eyes and the corners of her lips were smiling through the look of shock on her face, and I relaxed slightly. She seemed to hear the music at that moment and her eyes broke away from my penis for a moment to look up through the bare spot in the hedge. Her face took on a look of understanding as her eyes returned to my cock, still wrapped in my fingers I realized, then back to my face.
"Put that thing away," she instructed in mock severity, "and come on inside so we can dry those clothes."
Still frozen, I watched her turn and start back towards the house. She was
still quite active for a woman of her age. Not fat, but 'thickening,' and her
hair made up in a kind of pageboy style almost touching her shoulders was still dark through the streaks of gray. The creases framing her quick blue eyes described a face that had laughed far more than scowled. Was it my imagination, or were her hips swaying as she walked up the steps to the back porch? I remember thinking it odd how my penis stiffened anew as she paused at the back door to look back at me and wave me inside. I realized stupidly that I was still standing there with a fountain of water pouring down over my left tennis shoe and my cock still clutched in my hand. I quickly stuffed myself back into my pants as my brain scrambled to decide what to do. I could simply walk home and change clothes, but the thought of walking in waterlogged shoes and half-soaked clothes was not appealing. On the other hand, having to go inside her house, and look her in the face again made me redden with shame.
Don't just stand here....do something, I thought to myself. I walked over to
the side of the house and turned off the hose, stood up straight, looked at
the back door, then looked at the gate that led to the sidewalk. What the
hell, I thought, she's already seen me like this, and I do need to dry out my
clothes, and....I started at the realization that my cock was still straining
against the fabric of my jeans. I turned and headed up the back porch steps.
As the back door closed behind me Mrs. Johnson called from somewhere in the house, "Don't go tracking water all through my house. Take your clothes off in the kitchen. I'm coming with a basket." I hesitated for a moment then started removing my clothes, stripping all the way down to my underwear and placing the clothes in a single heap on the tile floor of the kitchen. I was somewhat relieved to discover my prick was calming down slightly and no longer pushing out the front of my underwear. She had her air conditioner running and I shivered briefly as goose bumps erupted all over my body.
I heard her footsteps a second before she appeared in the doorway holding a plastic laundry basket in front of her. She stopped a few feet in front of me and set the basket down next to my pile of wet clothes. I bent down to put the clothes in the basket and detected a scent of perfume that, much to my horror, triggered another erection. I let my eyes dance over her body as I stood back up straight. Painted toenail showing through a pair of sturdy, practical sandals; pants made out of a dark blue elastic material, spandex perhaps, that was loose around her ankles but stretched tighter around her large thighs and ample, rounded hips; a white, button-down blouse, the kind you don't tuck in, that hung straight down around her hips and, like the pants, got tighter the higher you looked; the buttons of the blouse straining to contain two enormous, pillowy breasts; a chin of soft tan flesh; full lips painted bright red (had she had lipstick on before?); and bright blue eyes, not sharp and quick, but soft and glassy.
"Those too," she demanded, nodding towards my underwear, "they're wet too."
She noticed the hesitation in my face and added, "It's not like I haven't seen your thing before."
Her lips parted slightly and her head moved almost imperceptibly, her face
straining with controlled excitement.
I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of my shorts and pulled them forward to clear my full erection, and then balanced awkwardly first on one foot and then the other as I pulled them completely off and added them to the damp pile in the laundry basket. Standing there naked, fully exposed to her lustful gaze, felt like that first time I'd masturbated in the garden. My senses were fully aroused.
"Wait right here," she said picking up the basket and walking out of the
kitchen. "I'll bring you a towel." When she'd left the room I reached down
and started stroking my penis, trying to visualize Lisa Dobbins' breasts
moving to the beat of the music, but finding my thoughts returning again and again to blue stretch pants and wondering what lay behind the straining buttons of the white cotton blouse. I pulled my hand away when I heard the sound of the drier starting and seated myself at the kitchen table. That would at least provide me partial concealment. She walked back into the kitchen carrying a towel and bathrobe with a large floral print. She draped the bathrobe over the back of one of the chairs and stepped around behind me.
"Let's get you dried off," she said unfolding the towel and draping it over my shoulders. She started rubbing my skin with the towel and the scent of her perfume sent a thrill down to my loins again.
"Thanks. I uh, I can..." I attempted.
"Stand up so I can get all of you," she urged.
So much for concealment. I slid the chair back and stood facing her as she
moved the towel over my chest and arms. I obeyed when she told me to raise my arms over my head so she could dry my sides. She moved the towel around to my back with her right hand and encircled the other side of my body with her left so that she could use both hands on the towel to dry my back. This awkward embrace pressed our bodies together blanketing my throbbing shaft between my hips and her ample white cotton covered stomach. Her body pressed up and down against mine as she strained to move the towel up and down my back reaching as far up my back as she could and then back down towards my buttocks. My cock strained, as if it could grow any larger or harder, as the up and down motion of her body rubbed against me.
Finishing with my back, Mrs. Johnson leaned back slightly and brought her arms back around to the front. She started to bend over to dry my legs, but
letting out a groan of discomfort, decided instead to get down on her knees in front of me. Once in place she started working the towel over my feet and ankles, alternating between my legs while moving slowly up past my knees. I had let my hands drop back down to my sides but felt awkward so returned them back over my head. This felt even more awkward, so I crossed my arms across my chest, which didn't feel any less awkward, and finally just allowed them to dangle at my sides again.
"Spread your legs," she asked?
"Pardon," I replied?
"Your legs, I need to get in here," she explained pressing her towel-covered hands on the insides of my upper thigh.
I spread my legs as requested, and she continued her work up my legs, brushing my balls a couple of times with the towel as she worked. At last she came to the last part that needed drying. She cupped my balls with one hand and roughly toweled my cock with the other.
"Well," she sighed, wadding the towel up and setting it down on the floor
beside her while leaning back to admire her work. She looked up at me and at last let a smile replace the business-like look on her face. She wet one half of her bottom lip with her tongue as her eyes turned back down to examine my cock.
"I see you've developed into quite a young man," she said teasingly. "Those naughty girls next door seem to have worked you into quite a frenzy. I guess I....disturbed you before you had a chance to cum."
"Well I..." I started. Her use of the word, "cum" caught me completely off
guard. Hearing her say it sent a thrill of excitement through me and my cock twitched once uncontrollably. "Well I wasn't really....uh...I mean."
"It's ok," she laughed. "Masturbation is a perfectly natural act. Goodness
knows I do it often enough now that Henry's...." her voice trailed off and
there was a far away look in her eyes for an instant. Her eyes sharpened
again as quickly as they'd drifted off, "Anyway, the point is we all
masturbate silly, it's nothing to be ashamed of."
"Well yeah, it's...well it's not like I couldn't have...you know...sex if I
wanted....with a girl I mean," I stuttered, embarrassed more now that I couldn't seem to form words than the fact that I was standing in naked in Mrs. Johnson's kitchen while she was staring at my stiff cock. Mrs. Johnson's eyes lit up in amused excitement, and I wondered if she could tell that I'd never had sex with a girl before.
"Well of course, silly. It looks like you're still all worked up over those
girls, wouldn't you like to finish masturbating now?"
"Well...uh...yeah, I guess," I said not quite believing I was saying this. Jerk
off in front of Mrs. Johnson? I couldn't believe I was even considering this,
and yet the excitement of it nearly caused my hips to start rocking back and forth on their own.
"Well go ahead," she prodded grinning broadly.
I closed my eyes and slowly moved my hand down and gripped my swollen organ. Slowly and awkwardly I started moving my fingers up and down the shaft and soon the last shreds of embarrassment were replaced by lust and desire.
"Oh, that's nice," Mrs. Johnson whispered, her broad smile dissolving into
lusty concentration as she watched me work my cock in and out of my hand.
"Those girls down at the pool are so cute, don't you think? And that one, the one who lives there. She's got really big boobs. My bedroom window looks out over that pool, and do you know that sometimes at night she goes swimming by herself completely naked. She really has very lovely boobs."
The thought of Lisa Dobbins skinny dipping, the water dripping off her large firm tips and tiny pink nipples, caused my hand to start moving faster as I drew in a quick, sharp breath. Oddly I couldn't seem to hold the vision of her in my mind. My thoughts kept creeping back to...I opened my eyes.
"Feel good," she asked? Mrs. Johnson had moved from kneeling on the floor to sitting, with her legs extended fully out and slightly parted. She was
leaning back on one arm with her head resting on that shoulder, while her
other hand was moving in a large, lazy triangle from her breast, down her
stomach, between her legs, and back up to her other breast.
"Oh Mrs. Johnson," I sighed.
"My name is Sandi," she replied with a deeper, sultry voice.
We continued watching each other. My strokes continued fairly regularly. She was touching herself more forcefully now, squeezing her breasts roughly and rubbing harder between her legs as her hand continued tracing a triangle on her flesh.
"Would you like....would you like to put your penis in my mouth," she asked, looking up hopefully in my eyes.
Again the unexpected words sent a thrill through my stomach and I nearly
dropped my hot sticky load all over her kitchen floor.
"Oh yeah, yes Sandi, please," I begged.
She lost no time in scrambling to her knees before me. Her hands felt soft
and warm as they closed around my balls and the base of my shaft while my own reached out and started stroking her hair. Her lips closed over the very tip of my cock and I could feel her tongue lapping up the pre-cum.
"Ummm, I haven't tasted a man's cum in so long," she said, and then sucked more than half my cock into her mouth in one quick movement.
I have no idea how I managed not to cum fully in her mouth at that instant.
The heat of her mouth sent chills through my body. I could feel her tongue
pressing against the bottom of my shaft as her head bobbed back and forth, driving my throbbing cock again and again into the silky moisture of her mouth. Her hands squeezed and tugged expertly on the base of my cock and my balls. My excitement accelerated madly and I found myself grabbing her hair and thrusting my hips back and forth. As the tension peaked and I felt myself slipping past the point of no return I remember trying to pull back to avoid cumming in her mouth. The thought of all that hot sticky goo gushing into her mouth seemed somehow dirty and wrong. I thought that I at least ought to warn her, but all I could manage was a guttural animal grunt as I let go of her hair and my cock began to spasm uncontrollably. My orgasm doubled in intensity when I noticed that instead of reeling back in disgust, Sandi pressed her face harder into me and used her hands to milk every last drop of cum from my cock and balls.
I stood still for a moment, feeling the chill on my skin as the perspiration
evaporated from my body. Sandi continued sucking and licking my cock clean as my mind replayed the instant of orgasm. When Sandi paused in her work, I bent over and helped her to stand up. She immediately pressed her body tightly against me, wrapping her arms around me in a tight embrace, and tilting her face up towards mine. I leaned my head down and kissed her lips, lightly at first but more forcefully as she returned the kiss. She pressed her body even more tightly against mine as her lips parted and her tongue probed tentatively into my mouth. My tongue played briefly with hers, then slipped past the threshold of our lips and into the silky, moist warmth of her mouth. I was startled and excited to discover the taste of my cum in her mouth.
She pulled back and led me by the hand down a narrow hallway into her bedroom.
The sight of her bedroom renewed my excitement in a way that's hard to
describe. The room was just what you'd expect to see in your grandmother's house. White lace doilies covering the tops of her dresser, night tables, and a small round table set against the wall. Pictures in small frames, small ceramic figurines, and simple clay pots of houseplants atop the doilies. A crocheted afghan was folded neatly atop a patchwork quilt covering an enormous four-poster bed. I pressed her head down onto a starched white pillowcase with the lace-covered edges and continued kissing her mouth and face. My hands started moving over her body, lustily drinking in the soft mounds under her blouse and full, mature hips.
I unbuttoned her blouse slowly, sucking and kissing each new patch of soft
pale skin. When the last button fell away, I worked my way back up her torso, pausing a long time to fondle her enormous breasts through the sturdy fabric of a bra obviously built for functionality rather than style. I returned to her mouth, once again probing deeply with my tongue as I rolled her on her side towards me and started working the hooks of her bra. When the last hook gave way, I pushed her back down on her back and went back to exploring her chest with my mouth and hands. With long lingering touches and kisses I slowly moved the cups of her bra up and over her large soft tits. Concentrating on one at a time, I scooped it up into my hands, pushing the nipples up to my mouth. Her nipples were huge and surrounded by the dark oval of her equally large areolas. I spent a long time sucking, licking and gently biting her nipples as she moaned in delight and offered suggestions.
"Oh yessss....ummm....suck it harder...harder.....oh yes....now the other.....oh that's so good."
My erection, which had never completely gone away was complete again, and as I moved around her body, first on one side, then on top of her, then the other side, I found myself pressing and rubbing my cock against her hips and legs and down between her legs still covered by the blue stretch pants. I returned again to her mouth, kissing and sucking her lips, our tongues playing together in her mouth, then mine, and then hers again. My fingers continued to explore her body with all the excitement of a kid in a candy store, slowly moving under the waistband of her pants, feeling her large loose ass, and descending ever closer to the treasure between her legs. With each new probe I pushed her pants an inch further down over her hips until at last I was fondling the soft patch of fine hairs.
She let out a very deep, long moan as my fingers gently touched and probed her pussy.
"Ummm, ohhh...yes, rub there...oh yessss...that feels sooo good."
We stopped briefly to finish removing her clothing. She wrapped her arms
around my neck and we kissed deeply as we fell back down on the mattress. She pulled her face back and looked into my eyes.
"Would you like to kiss me between my legs," she asked?
I nodded eagerly.
"Why don't you turn around and get on top of me then," she suggested, "that way you can put penis back in my mouth while you kiss my vagina." The sounds of her words, so technical, like the lectures on human reproduction I'd endured in school, combined with the innocence of the room and the fact that this was Mrs. Johnson drove me out of my mind with lust. In an instant I was on top of her licking and sucking her pussy while the sensations of her mouth and teeth on my cock and balls drove me again to the brink of orgasm.
"Oh yes, ohh yess," she moaned, moving her mouth away from my cock. "Turn around, quickly, turn around and fuck me."
I quickly repositioned myself on top of her and our lips locked together and
we tasted each others mouths anew. When I had trouble finding the right spot with the end of my cock, she guided me inside of her with her hands. I sank deeply into her soft warm flesh and started moving slowly in and out.
"Fuck me harder, please baby....oh gawd your penis feels soooo good....fuck me faster...harder....suck my nipples."
I humped her furiously, pinching and sucking her nipples, and then exploded inside her.
I carried out my gardening, and other, duties at Mrs. Johnson's house with
great enthusiasm throughout the remainder of that summer before heading off to college. Sandi introduced me to a variety of new experiences, and we enjoyed a very satisfying, intimate, and loving relationship for several more summers.
To play this MP3, you must complete Bonza Land level 3 or get 350 gold coins.
THE OFFICIAL TACOSNOTTING FAQ By J Wipo Troll Esq Revision 116 This article attempts to document a vile ungodly practice that runs rampant through the homosexual geek and hacker community a practice known as or simply Tacosnotting is something that few geeks dare talk about in free or open conversation but it is nonetheless a widelypracticed and dangerous form of homosexuality If you or anyone you know has ever engaged in Tacosnotting please get professional help before it is too late Why do I keep receiving emails from an individual calling himself You have been receiving unsolicited mailings from a certain Robert Malda owner of the popular technology website slashdotorg Actually itnot a very site in the common sense of the word the site is rife with pimply antisocial geeks and hackers zitfaced nerds communists dirty GNU hippies and other societal rejects and outcasts Italso home to one of the worldlargest suspected prings the infamous crewMr Malda gets bored and who wouldnrunning a site like Slashdot all day he roams through the user database penis in hand looking for people who might enjoy engaging in homosexual activities with him How he determines this is anyoneguess but if you have a homosexualsounding nickname or a nick with a letter of the English alphabet in it youa potential candidateThis time he found you Lucky you Mr Malda seems to be speaking in some sort of code Do you know what it means CmdrTacocode language is relatively easy to decipher This pervert prefers to speak in thinlyveiled sexual innuendo yes thatright he wants you to evade the watchful eye of Slashdotparent corporation VA Software Mr Maldais of course his penis a small withered little thing that lives in his pants and only comes out in the presence of other male geeks or at the beck and call of Maldaown lubedup right hand His bellsare the shriveled testicles that droop beneath his Commander and his sauceis his thin runny semen It should be more than obvious to you now what he means if he asked you to his Taco bellsor his gourmet Taco saucewould also guess CmdrTaco asked you to engage in a practice known as and if he was in a particularly depraved mood at the time a Good Lord And yes he did What is is the term used by Robert Malda to refer to the depraved act of fellating another man homo or heterosexual CmdrTaco is rumoured to prefer raping unwilling victims then blowing the semen out his nose and back onto the face and body of his victim Naturally a long bubbly stream of milkywhite semen is left on CmdrTacoface dribbling out of his nose and down his cheek hence the term if thatnot bad enoughis a Tacosnotting circlejerk another practice common among the Slashdot crew CmdrTaco CowboiKneel and Homos get together and snot each other with their gooey sticky cum spooging their jizzsnot all over each otherfaces and pasty white bodies until theycovered head to toe with their own and each otherman juice This vile ungodly ritual can go on for hours For the homosexual penetration that follows this lengthy foreplay Roblowme is usually there to provide plenty of anal lubricant he owns a limousine service and has ample supplies of motor oil and axle grease ready to goTo complete this perverted orgy fellow faggots Michael Timothy and Jamie will usually join in dressed in tight leather mockSS uniforms jack boots and leather gloves The homosexual shenanigans that follow are nearly beyond description The whole group begins to snot each otherspunk and whip each otherpudgy asses with riding crops and chains until their pale white geek bodies are exhausted and soaked in stinking sweat from the hours of passionate homosexual revelry Ewwwwww So can I stop receiving these emails Hopefully but I wouldncount on itTo begin with you most likely forgot to uncheck the to Snotcheckbox in your account preferences CmdrTaco has probably already got the hots for your wad do you have a homosexualsounding nick and heprobably already been lurking outside your bathroom window for weeks with a camera some tissues and lube just waiting to pounce and declare you his new bitch Thereno escaping a geek in heat trust me so itprobably too late for you but you can possibly rectify this situation To remove yourself from CmdrTacosights log into your Slashdot account go to your user page click on Messages and uncheck the box next to to SnotMaybe heignore you Probably not I canstop receiving these emails from CmdrTaco If you indulge him in a Tacosnot or two he might leave you alone You might also want to look into mail filtering restraining orders or purchasing a heavy blunt object capable of warding off rampaging homosexual geeks in heat Trust me when they chargeoh the humanity If he gets you and you let him Tacosnot all over you you will most likely end up tied up in his basement to be used as his sex slave for the rest of your life or until he accidentally drowns you in spunk in a circlesnot Have you ever been Tacosnotted Unfortunately yes I first met Mr Malda at an Open Source Convention He invited me back to his room for a game of Quake and some Tacosbut when I got there the perverted geek jumped me and handcuffed me to his bed stripping me After taking his out of his pants Mr Taco made me suck the withered thing six times virtually nonstop He then performed his vile Tacosnotting ritual on me three times over the next two hours bringing me to orgasm after orgasm after sweaty mindnumbing orgasmthen he snotted my own thick gooey jizz back onto my face out of his nostrils He snotted me two more times first into my mouth then again on my exposed bellyCmdrTaco invited several of his Open Source or rather Sauceman sauce buddies over to continue their ungodly snotfest European hacker and known Linux Torvalds raped my ass with his kernelhis partnerincrime Anal Cox used their stackin a multitude of unspeakable ways on and in every orifice of my defenseless tender young body Michael Sims was there in his leather Nazi uniform caning my previouslyvirginal ass with a bamboo pole and ranting about those Censorware freaks out to get himThat is so disgusting How did you finally escape After about 16 hours of countless unholy homosexual atrocities perpetrated against my restrained body they all finally went to sleep on top of me sweatsoaked and exhausted I was left there completely covered in bubbly translucent jizzsnot chained to the bed with half a dozen fat pastywhite fags lying around and on top of me Fortunately the spooge coating my flesh worked wonderfully as a lubricant I was able to squirm my way out of the handcuffs and slip out the back door of the apartment not their back doors Ijust glad I survived the awful ordeal These sexuallyrepressed hackers had a lot of builtup spunk in their wads I couldeasily been drowned Thathorrible Does have anything to do with CmdrTacotacoNo thata different disgusting perversion CmdrTaco indulges himself in Mr Malda is usually not satisfied with merely snotting your own jizz back onto your face he most often enjoys involving his own bodily fluids in his twisted games WeatherTroll has spent some time trying to educate the Slashdot readership about this vile practice emphasis added You may be wondering what CmdrTacotacois You will be wishing that you hadnbeen wondering after you finish reading this post To make his tacoCmdrTaco takes a taco shell and shits on it He then adds lettuce takes out his tiny withered dick otherwise known as his puts his taco sauceon it which means he jacks off on the taco and adds a compound to make the person who eats the taco unconscious Of course the compound does not make the person unconscious until the taco is fully eaten Thus CmdrTaco forcefeeds the taco to the unsuspecting victim After all who would knowingly eat shit and CmdrTacojizz After the victim is unconscious he is held against his will and used for CmdrTaconefarious homosexual purposes This includes shoving taco shells up the victimass Tacosnotting and getting Jon Katz involved Trust me you do not want Jon Katz anywhere near your unconscious body Also rumor has it CmdrTaco is looking for a new goatsecx guy Donlet it be youDifferent ungodly perversion yet no less revolting It should be clear to you now that Robert Malda is a very very sick individual as are most of the Slashdot editors Does Jon Katz get involved in any of this I thought he was a pnot a homosexual Actually Jon Katz is a homosexual pHealso a coprophiliac and many suspect a zoophile Mr Katz is somewhat of a loner and doesninvolve himself in the circlesnots but that doesmean heany less of a freak than the rest of the Slashdot crew Katz often engages in a game called with a harem of littleboy slaves that he has collected over the years yet another vile practice which involves administering an enema to himself of the little boyurine forced out of them with a pair of pincers spooging the vile muck from his ass back into the enema bag then dribbling and slathering the goo all over himself and the boychained naked bodies If hein the mood he will sometimes skip refilling the enema bag from his distended anus and just squirt it from his ass onto the crying terrified boys Unwilling boys are further tortured with the pincers until they comply and allow Mr Katz to juicydouche them at will A boy will usually last about two years before Mr Katz either accidentally drowns them in diarrhea or kills them once they get too old usually around 13 or 14Not content with being a pcoprophile Mr Katz is also quite the zoophile As if the sexual escapades with the helpless little boys arenenough Jon usually enjoys his juicydouches best when his penis is firmly planted in a female goatanus He is also rumoured to get off on watching his little boys eat the goatsmall beanlike turds and he often kills his older boys by letting his goats trample them you getting hard writing this Why yes Join me in a WIPOsnot No thanks Ialready CmdrTacoboi toi The URL of this document is opdisplay revisions are publicly available at oplist Id tacosnottinghtmlv 116 20011228 212003 wipo Exp Copyright 2001 J Wipo Troll Esq Verbatim crapflooding of this document is permitted in any medium provided this copyright notice is preserved and next time you take a dump you think of the WIPO Troll and all hedone to make Slashdot a better place
first "first post" attempt. where the hell are you, my beloved trolls?
I hope high gas prices are depriving your children, you fucking dumbass.
I see two and a half proprietary file formats in there and zero non-proprietary (read: Ogg Vorbis) formats there. Not to carp on xiph.org or any other developers or marketers for Ogg Vorbis, but this is the kind of platform and opportunity that could help to make a free-as-in-beer, open source audio codec like Ogg Vorbis a player in the portable audio world.
Hey, it's not like it isn't possible. This thing can do multiple file formats. Why not another with Ogg Vorbis?
... such announces are made. I remember such an product being announced for the Neogeo Pocket Color. Does anybody know if the maker of this one has a significant financial backing? Do they have a chance of making a well-distributed product, or will this just be offered on some catalogs and bought by geeks?
It's going to do the same thing as MP3 players for Palm units I'd imagine. All the processing and hardware will be offboard and the only thing the gameboy will provide is the interface.
I can't see that it's any great advantage over a standalone MP3 player - the majority of the price point of portable players seems to be the amount of memory included which is hard to work around, no matter which platform you're on.
Small standalone players like the Samsung YEPP are tiny, can run for hours on one AAA battery, and are slowly decreasing in price.
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How are you supposed to store mp3's on a gameboy? Do you get an eeprom burner with it? Or a WiFi card??
Richmond said the screen will also be used for advertising, meaning that some content could actually be offered with a free, ad-supported model.
Aside from that, considering the installed base of Gameboy owners and their relative age category(ies), I wonder if this will revive the desire to merge computer graphics and digital audio and bring it to mass-distribution like was tried so many years ago with CD+G.
Perhaps it will also mean "albums" paired with games.
Sounds kinda neat. But the "screen for advertising" angle makes me wonder about exploitation. The latest Korn and Doritos Munching Game anyone?
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The Gameboy Advance has two 8-bit PCM channels. You might as well be listening to MP3s through an old SoundBlaster card! It isn't going to sound anywhere near as good as even the lowest-end portable MP3 player.
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As long as it doesn't display ads on my own music I rip, I think this is a very good idea. A way to get free music to listen to while "paying" for it at the same time. Just hope that format is of decent quality.
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Has anyone seen any of these reputed SongPro stations?
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Run this under GameBoy Advance - then run the Gameboy Advance Emulator under Windows - then run Windows under VMWare - hmmm......
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What is the advantage to getting one of these over a standalone player? The thing protrudes from the Gameboy, so size payoff is minimal. Cost may be a slight payoff, but what kind of battery power does this suck from your gameboy? I think one interested in the world of MP3s would be better off investing into getting a large HD-based player such as the iPod or Archos. I have an Archos, and it's great! Plus the new opensource firmware for it (Rockbox) is coming along quite nicely.
First you convert music to digital information that is an approximation of the original sound and you say "No, it's still good!" Then compress and stream the music and it's like "No, it's still good!" Now you are playing Digital Compressed Music through Gameboy speakers? What's the point? This is like taking a painting and then running a guassian blur filter on it.
Is that a Gameboy Advance with an MP3 attachment or are you happy to see me?! It would have been better if they incorporated the SD cards in the same space as the board (if it was possible)...
over a 1" speaker? HA! That's like saying you can play an Xbox game on an Atari without having to have an adapter for the CD!
"SongPro(TM) has developed a multimedia player plug-in module that turns pocket entertainment systems into powerful multimedia and digital music players." -- HA!
How is a GB possiblly going to play an MP3, I doubt it could go fast enough considering the 10mhz processor in a TI-89 is faster then the proc in the GBA, not to mention that the maximum sound thuroughput it can do is the equivilent of playing System of a Down's Toxcisity on a 16 bit-rate mp3!
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Here's a better option:
Amazon has the SP90 player at $85 - $5 coupon CHNKBKAMZNLT - $20 rebate = $60 shipped. There's a simple way to hack it and upgrade the firmware.
I was in Fry's Electronics and I saw that they have a radio addon for the GBA. It plugs into the device and lets you play the radio while the game is playing and uses the battery of the GBA. Neat, but not that amazing. But unlike this, you can pick it up at Fry's tonight!
This seems to me to have the potential to be HUGE in Japan. From what they're saying it'll allow the ability to display lyrics on screen, presumably in synch with the music. From what I've read, the Japanese are nuts about Karaoke, and also about Gameboys. There could be a huge market for this thing over there, probably less so in the US.
That said, how does one go about loading the songs on the unit, and what will it's capacity be? Those are the key things I consider in a portable MP3 player. So far, I've found nothing rivaling the iPod (pause for Nomad and Rio users to chime in). At the $99 price point I'm guessing there's not much storage there.
But, luckily the great google has a cached version
I did have an idea once of getting eBooks on gameboys. That would be neat for people who can't afford PDA's and convinent - cartridge based.
BTW, the article didn't say whether it was for the original gamboy (b/w screen for adverts and 'slideshows'??) or GBA.
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Am I missing the point? They want 99 bucks for the device, on top of the 99 (or whatever the current price is) for the Game Boy Advance, plus the cost of a memory card. Hmmmm, or I can just spend 99 bucks a get a Rio or other MP3 player that gets better battery mileage then my GBA.
So, did you have a gameboy mp3 player on the plane? That'd be pretty sweet if you did. Don't mind me, just making fun of trolls and burning karma.
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I'm all for geeking out my GBA (I have it painted black and dark red, with the internal light from Tritonlabs.com, and have a 256 MBit cart filled with NES games to play... but I don't need yet another device to play MP3s. My watch (Casio Wrist Audio Player), my Rio 300, portable MP3-CD player, and MP3 CD car stereo do that just fine. This device has very little use to me.
The most expensive part of it's manufacture will be the memory cards that it uses, and the batteries it will chug through. It has a headphone jack, and I *assume* that it will be where the best music quality will be piped through, with it also downgraded out to the system speaker, if you really want to listen to it that way. But if you're going to use headphones anyways, get something that was MADE for playing MP3s, and don't waste the resources of the GBA like that...
Now what might be cooler is if you could plug a regular game boy cart into the Song Pro, and listen to your favorite music while playing Tactics Ogre or something....
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To me, this is just another distraction from the once-simple concept of video games. Now we have DVDs, mp3s, real-life effects... besides all those crazy add-ons, aren't there already palm pilots and even mp3 players to do this for us? Why would you buy your Gameboy Advance to listen to mp3s?
The whole video game industry is becoming too sidetracked, in my opinion.
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This was already posted at AtomicPop under the Dmusic section the exact URLs are here an here I think GameSpot has also posted it a while ago. Try searching at AtomicPop for more info.
Better yet, buy a used Rio-PMP300. It uses the same flash memory cards, runs for days on one AA and is even smaller than the iPod.
They are able to keep the price resonable, Less than $70 at Amazon. (affilate link)
They are the last of the handheld game systems, and still going strong.
They pack quite a punch into a unit at that low price. The quality of the screen, etc. is great at such a low price point. Remember all the similar units that used to be around? Gamegear, Lynx (that was nice!), etc. The only one left is the GameBoy line. I remember when the first gameboy I got was $100. Compare capabilities of the origional gamebay compared to the one today. How many other handheld devices have progressed as much, with a price drop no-less. Discmen would have spectrum analyzers on them if they had kept up this pace of advancement.
The MP3 module is just another thing added to the "wow, that's interesting" things keeping he GameBoy line going. The digital camera is another one.
Nintendo has come up with the handheld game system lineage that won't die, not that that's a bad thing.
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There was this product awhile back that was kind of an integrated low-level sound synth and sequencer/drum machine for the normal, 4-color gameboy. It was only available in europe, and you could make these REALLY funky tiny little techno tunes on it. Very aphexy. Does anyone remember the name of this, or have a link?
:) I still have no idea if that's POSSIBLE, but by all accounts the iPod has an ARM chip, a 4-color lcd screen and some buttons. I'm not certain that reverse-engineering the iPod's firmware would be more difficult than designing a system that stores 512 MB of mp3s in the backslot of a Game Boy :) Is this relevant? Is this? Anyway, if you could get it to work, that would be way more expensive than gameboy+songpro, but a MUCH nicer form factor than this lumpy songpro thing :)
I would probably have more fun with a sequel to that, than this... but that's just me. That being said, this soundpro thing is an absolutely amazing work of engineering. I mean, LOOK at that thing.. it's tiny, it has a 512 MB upper ceiling, it's mac-compatible, and it's CHEAP. And this part really impresses me:
Besides playing songs in the standard MP3 and Windows Media Audio formats, the SongPro device will also play a proprietary SongPro Audio, or SPA, format that will use the Game Boy's screen to display lyrics and pictures.
That makes me happy.. it's always cool when people try to push a device like the Game Boy to the limit of its abilities, rather than just saying "well, we have an mp3 player in it, that's impressive enough on its own, lets stop here". -_-
I wonder how hard it would be to create a gameboy version of Vib Ribbon and then stuff it inside the SongPro II along with the mp3 player? ^_^ Eh, that's probably pushing it.
That being said, I dunno. If you just want a handheld thingy that plays mp3s and games, i still say-- i've said this on slashdot before-- it might be worth a shot to try to hack the iPod to have a first-gen gameboy emulator on it
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The press release and site may lead you to think otherwise, but this project has been going on for more than three years now. Various Canadian and American developers have come and gone working on the code and engineering.
I've heard it suggested by a relative, one of the developers, that it's a venture capital sinkhole. This product has missed many deadlines and has gone through so many revisions that it's really rather doubtful wheteher we'll see it at all.
As other posters have noted, inexpensive players with better ergonomics already exist. The Songboy was originally meant to be an inexpensive device back in the days when a decent entry level Rio was $200+. Those days are long gone and Songboy may have missed the boat. Caveat emptor...
Richmond said the screen will also be used for advertising, meaning that some content could actually be offered with a free, ad-supported model.
Of course, we'll need a metal retainer to keep the screen situated eight inches away from your eyes while the advertisement is playing, but that's being worked on, and as soon as it's finished, the record companies are ready to sign on!
Remember, you're not just bound by a contract to watch all advertising... now you'll also be bound by a handy metal strap!
My flat mate Matt has allready got the game boy to play Amiga MOD files using only 3% CPU time in this demo.
He is now working on a MP3 player along with other demos.
When he makes it ill slap him about and release te code.
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The first thing that caught my eye about this thing was that it uses compact flash cards to store the MP3s. I wonder if the software/hardware can be hacked so that other GB code can be loaded off this.
In other words, could you load homebrewed code off of this. This would be consideriably cheaper then the propriatary stuff availible at www.lik-sang.com, etc.
Back when the Bung flash rom kit for GBC came out and was subsiquently banned from sale in the US, a friend and I were discussing what it would take to build a CFM drive adapter for the GBC. This might just be it in disguse.
Ha, what's funny is, your obviously being sarcastic. But in fact this post is no more outlandish than the majority of the ver serious conspiricy theory posts that everyone else makes. :)
Since it's a company developing this, it's "Wow what a waste of time" and "Why bother?" etc.. but if it were some independent hacker the responses would be "Nice hack!" and "Cool!" etc. etc.
And we all know how well the "free, ad supported" model worked for the internet, right?
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The Gameboy Advance has two 8-bit PCM channels. You might as well be listening to MP3s through an old SoundBlaster card! It isn't going to sound anywhere near as good as even the lowest-end portable MP3 player.
Can you say "waste of time?" Yeah, I knew you could.
Geez. Do you remember the Atari 2600? Remember Pitfall II? Remember how great the music was compared to every other game? Well... the sound generation circuitry was on the cartridge. There's a perfect example of exactly what they'll be doing with this bad boy.
Besides, if you're so clever as to know the specs of the Gameboy Adv., you'll also know that there's no way in hell that it's 16MHz ARM could handle MP3 decoding, and even if it could, the memory->CPU subsystem couldn't handle getting the MP3 data to the CPU and then the PCM audio to the DAC.
So, before you take such a harsh tone next time, think about what you are mocking and how it's just so inconceivable that maybe it isn't what it seems to your limited knowledge. Yet again we see how a little knowledge in a grasshopper geek can go a LONG way to making them look like fools.
i see the mp3 gameboy player from news.com got posted by my story got the axe:
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a gameboy probably wouldn't be able to carry enough music to justify it's add-on's purchase, especially not when you could have a wheel barrel full of cd-rs and virtually everyone bought a cd player of some kind years ago.. gb + songpro = cdrw ? i think the cdrw would probably be cheaper/better anyway on virtually all fronts (availability/portability/cost of media per mb etc).. and for anyone who cares, gist on mandrake = UL is clueless, we won't join
Nintendo is the only portable system around because they have a monopoly on it. Period. They have crushed every other attempt at creating a portable gaming platform. ... dead. ... dead. ... oh yeah, like Atari had a chance.
Neo Geo Pocket
Sega Game gear
Tiger Game.com?... what?
Lynx?
Nintendo has ruthlessly demolished every other portable gaming platform. Not that this is a bad thing, the system is great and the games are fun. The reason that they have had such a monopoly is the backwards compatability.
Did you know that the last Zelda game(s) (Oracle and Seasons) had special features that you could only unlock if you play them on GBA? They are both GBColor games, but have special shops that you can only get to on GBA. They are all about encouraging you to upgrade.
GameBoy speakers may not be the best audio output device, but this could be a really cool feature for developers to use for in-game audio.
After all, its going to be playing it through those little gameboy speakers. Not exactly stellar sound quality. They were designed to play the "beep beep" noises from video games, not high fedelity music. Its a cool idea, great for those who own a gameboy and don't want to shell out the $$$ for an mp3 player. But I think anyone who is really serious about listening to music on the go will pass this by.
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Though SongPro will start with only music, Richmond said it could branch out to other kinds of digital media, such as slide shows.
I don't know how many times I've been listening to some tunes and suddenly had an urgent desire to make a presentation. Who's going to want to do a slide show on a GameBoy anyway? Unless.... the next remake of 'The Little Rascals' has Darla looking up from her game to say, "I know! Let's put on a slide show!"
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The Gameboy Advance has two 8-bit PCM channels.
The MP3 audio goes through a separate 6mm jack.
But even if the system did provide through cart-DMA, the GBA's audio runs at up to 64 KHz, which means that the decoder chip could be doing some noise-shaping to keep the quantization noise between 16 kHz and 32 kHz. (MP3 at 128 kbps doesn't preserve anything above 16 kHz.)
It's actually possible to make a GBA game that doesn't run on the GBA at all. There's enough bandwidth between the cartridge and the video chip to copy 16 MB of pixels per second from the cart, or 280,896 bytes per frame. A 16-bit display at 240x160 pixels is only 76800 bytes, and given the characteristics of the GBA's LCD, you can probably get away with interlacing. Do the same for audio, and the CPU no longer needs to really do much of anything except for feeding joypad state to the cartridge and (possibly) performing a bit of game logic.
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From: sounni@taggin.com (sounni@taggin.com)
Subject: SONGPRO.COM INC. OFFERS AN ANTIDOTE TO THE VIOLENT GAMES TARGETED AT CHILDREN
Newsgroups: alt.music.mp3
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Date: 2000/09/21
SONGPRO.COM INC. OFFERS AN ANTIDOTE TO THE VIOLENT GAMES TARGETED AT
CHILDREN
Company Responds to FTC Study By Turning The GAMEBOY Into Portable
Digital Music Player To Soothe The Savage Gamer
Palo Alto, CA -- September 14, 2000 -- Songpro.com Inc. has an immediate
solution for the troubling findings of the Federal Trade Commission
regarding the marketing of violent video games to children under 17.
Plugging in the Songpro Jr. digital music player into a Gameboy portable
gaming unit instantly creates a tool to expose the gaming community of
all ages to the joys of music. In addition to the use of stereo sound,
the Songpro Jr. will also utilize the screen to add lyrics, cartoons, or
any picture to the experience. Suddenly the user has an engaging
alternative to the aggression and violence present in so many of the
video games today.
"We believe that this is a promising solution for parents wishing to
avoid today's exposure to violence through an entertainment tool that's
loved by kids," explained Mark Bush, SongBoy.com's CMO. "One of the most
important ways to address the FTC finding is to provide the entertainment
industry and parents alike with an alternative to the overwhelming
violent material being marketed to children." The FTC study found 70
percent of all "Mature" rated games were being marketed to children under
17.
There is no other portable digital music player on the market that
utilizes the visual portion of the multimedia experience. One quickly
realizes the full potential of graphics when thinking about the
possibilities of educational software for the mobile community. Over 100
million Gameboys are currently sitting in school lockers, desk drawers
and of course in the hands of people around the globe. The simple
addition of a SongPro Jr. cartridge into these devices will open a world
of discovery for the user.
"Creating content which is more entertaining than violent games will pave
the way for future generations of digital entertainment which fosters the
expansion of the mind rather than digressing into the black hole of
violence," noted SongBoy.com CEO, Ron Jones.
About SongBoy.com Inc.
SongBoy.Com(TM) is a Silicon Valley digital media Start-up Company,
providing hardware, software and content to consumers and businesses.
SongBoy.Com(TM) has already created successful partnerships and alliances
with Microsoft, Texas Instruments, Emusic.com and rap artist Chuck D's
Rapstation.com.
The company has garnered the attention of "new media" press
internationally, and was recently profiled on CNNfn. SongJones.Com(TM) is
the SongPro's(TM) sister component that is compatible with the New Geo
Pocket Player(TM). For more information, access the Web site at
www.SongPro.com.
For Immediate Release
Press contact:
Russell Kibbee
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Fax: (209) 315-6514
Email: russell@taggin.com
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The SongPro for GameBoy has been around since late 2000. It was originally called the SongBoy, but Nintendo sued for trademark infringement and they changed the name.
This is the same company, and pretty much the same product, only in a version for the GameBoy Advance. I would expect to see similiar market penetration for the GBA model as there was for the original. Which was negligible, in case everyone's lack of knowledge of the earlier product hasn't made that point.
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then run the Gameboy Advance Emulator under Windows [and run that under several extra layers of emulation]
A video game emulator has to emulate cartridge hardware such as mappers on NES, superfx/sa1/dsp on Super NES, etc. The SongPro cartridge contains an MP3 decoder. If a GBA emulator were to emulate SongPro, it would probably just embed Windows Media Player or something.
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I doubt it could go fast enough considering the 10mhz processor in a TI-89 is faster then the proc in the GBA
Cycle for cycle, between ARM7TDMI and Motorola 68000, what's faster? The GBA has a 16 MHz ARM7TDMI processor (32-bit internal, 16-bit external, fast multiply, 32 KB of fast 32-bit memory). The TI-89 has a 10 MHz 68000 processor (32-bit internal, 16-bit external).
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The only one left is the GameBoy line.
And the Palm line. And the Pocket PC line.
I remember when the first gameboy I got was $100.
Actually, the original green-screen Game Boy was $90 in 1990, and it included headphones, batteries, and a genuine TETRIS® game.
How many other handheld devices have progressed as much, with a price drop no-less.
Minor nit: GBA came out in 2001, at $90. Batteries, headphones, and Tetris Worlds are $40 extra, for a total of $130 (2001 currency). Consider inflation, and the price of a Game Boy has remained approximately constant. (Your point remains valid.)
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I guess that I should fill in my theroy of why the GB is so damn popular.
The main reason I think is that it has had the best games, year in and year out. Since the original GB, it has always had good games.
But the second reason that it's so popular is that it doesn't require any batteries compared to any other portable. The new GBA only needs 2 AA. The original GB needed 4 AA. With the newer models of GB only neededing 2 AAA.
Third reason is that they have kept the price of the platform down, the price of the GB is much lower then many other systems. This help because if you break it (dropping it , spilling something on it,etc...), it's cheap to get another. Which is a big thing, all the other platforms were much more expensive then the GB ever was.
Lastly, the backwards compatability helps people upgrade. If it weren't for that, I think that the adoption rate for the GBA (and GBC) would be much lower since many people still have an old copy of tetris or mario for the GB they want to play. And don't forget the MASSIVE popularity of the Pokemon games. They still haven't ported over all the Pokemon stuff yet to the GBA. (gotta catch them all, right?)
first off, seeing how the songpro cart is physically designed on their website, it sticks out so that it would be awkward to slip into my pocket. furthermore, why bother? someone else already pointed out that the gba uses something like 8-bit pcm sound, and i have doubts that this spa format will pick up too much.
just sounds like another poorly implemented idea of sticking one opposite function to another.
i'd much rather buy a normal mp3 player in addition to a gba, rather than deal with this mess.
The cart must have its own MP3 decoder chip in it. Not everything need be done by software, you know...
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While you are probably correct in your assumption that this device is doing it's own decode and just using the gba for i/o (otherwise, why does it have it's own headphone jack?), I don't see why this has to be the case.
The GBA has a 200mhz ARM cpu. That should be fast enough, right? I'm not very familiar with the flavors of the ARM archetecture -- is the 200mhz ARM processor a vastly different model from the 200mhz ARM processor that's in an ipaq? And ipaqs can handle mp3's no problem.
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Uh, have you heard the sound quality on a GBA? I own one and they're fun but I wouldn't count on it playing good quality music.
The CPU in the Gameboy Advance does not run at 200 Mhz, but a mere 16 Mhz.
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Oh boy. Another MP3 player in hardware. Like that hasn't been done before. Here's what this is: it's an MP3 player draining power from the GBC, and just displaying images and using it for control. Sorry folks - it's not decoding on the 4mhz z80 or anything like that. I'm guessing it's gonna put a mighty strain on power control, cause flakeyness, bad sound output (even through it's plug), and shorten life. But then again, let's hope they prove me wrong!
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This product was first announced at least two years ago. It was to be called Song-Boy or MP3-Boy or something-Boy and Nintendo smacked it down. It never recovered. It's vapour.
The Songboy is only use the GBA as a display unit...nothing more...that is sad! Now, here is a company using the GBA for something cool. A digital camera!
That is cool
20 some photos at 640x480 and only for $25 bux. So 25 + 70 = 95 bux and you get a Game system and a 1.3MP camera...can't beat that!
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No offence but since when has 640 * 420 = 1.3M
I always thought 640*480 = 307200 pixels
a 1.3mega pixel camera is normaly
1280 * 1024 = 1310720pixels
realy this camera only has the resolution of one of those cheep toy digital cameras that you can pickup for less than $100 australian so probably $50 US
...that will play digital music in various formats on any of the tens of millions of Game Boy game consoles worldwide.
Thats news to me.
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This seems more a way to hook up a Gameboy to an MP3 player than the other way around, then.
What do you need the Gameboy for if you're just going to hook it up to your own speakers?
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IntroductionA canyon near a polar bear is a big fan of an annoying turn signal Indeed a judge somewhat teaches another hardly varigated lover Some short order cook gives lectures on morality to an insurance agent If some turkey over a microscope shares a shower with the canyon beyond the ocean then a briar patch inside a stovepipe leaves The pit viper toward a graduated cylinder plans an escape from a football team related to a grizzly bear a cloud formation toward a recliner An elusive tomatoIf the boiled grizzly bear befriends another football team then a lazily mysterious inferiority complex hides A crane the impromptu tape recorder and a cab driver are what made America great Most people believe that some grand piano brainwashes the raspy graduated cylinder but they need to remember how often a collegeeducated cargo bay beams with joy A tape recorder writes a love letter to a football team because the scythe for the tripod seeks a cough syrup related to the crank case An inferiority complexThe ski lodge from the eggplant pours freezing cold water on an abstraction If the scooby snack avoids contact with the pork chop from a photon then a particle accelerator panics An overwhelmingly skinny squid throws a support group from some pork chop at another steam engine For example a garbage can for an earring indicates that the cantankerous asteroid seeks a sandwich A nonchalantly feline apartment buildingThe diskette beyond a submarine ceases to exist or a muddy turn signal gives secret financial aid to another canyon Some sandwich toward a support group caricatures a fairy behind a girl scout A roller coaster of the bottle of beer is righteous An unstable polar bear gives secret financial aid to the submarine beyond another turn signal ConclusionsThe asteroid for a chestnut thoroughly trades baseball cards with an earring near the wheelbarrow A bowling ball over the particle accelerator earns frequent flier miles and a turkey gives secret financial aid to the garbage can A muddy pickup truck brainwashes the grizzly bear behind an anomaly A power drill caricatures a Eurasian line dancer Now and then the crank case beyond the avocado pit cooks cheese grits for an eagerly tattered apartment building IntroductionThe blood clot inside a hole puncher is paternal When you see the sheriff living with the microscope it means that the apartment building meditates A wrinkled submarine reaches an understanding with the lazily familiar customer because a food stamp toward a cargo bay buys an expensive gift for the fire hydrant of the deficit The recliner caricatures a pork chop A globule is stoic Some CEOThe ridiculously frightened turn signal ignores the financial oil filter When a traffic light starts reminiscing about lost glory a buzzard procrastinates The apartment building nonchalantly finds subtle faults with a lover Furthermore a pickup truck laughs out loud and a scythe about a fraction thoroughly competes with the demon defined by an industrial complex A bottle of beerFurthermore the impromptu briar patch hesitates and another load bearing deficit learns a hard lesson from the snooty hockey player An oil filter hides and the defendant plays pinochle with a greasy food stamp Any warranty can write a love letter to the parking lot but it takes a real dust bunny to carelessly give lectures on morality to the ski lodge toward a satellite The skyscraper toward a cab driver caricatures a moldy fire hydrant Now and then a bowling ball defined by some wedge makes a truce with the meanspirited blood clot The particle acceleratorWhen you see the lover near a mating ritual it means that a particle accelerator procrastinates When the graduated cylinder related to the ball bearing is singlehandledly optimal the asteroid over a crank case takes a peek at a somewhat rude submarine The eagerly imaginative pit viper pours freezing cold water on a mating ritual living with the sheriff If a steam engine organizes a selfloathing wheelbarrow then an umbrella near the hole puncher rejoices ConclusionsSome particle accelerator bestows great honor upon a senator of a paper napkin Now and then an usually varigated turn signal slyly gives secret financial aid to the earring related to an insurance agent A crane toward a tape recorder the movie theater and a plaintiff related to a bartender are what made America great A skinny tape recorder lazily learns a hard lesson from the snooty grain of sand Now and then an infected lover seldom bestows great honor upon a cowboy IntroductionAny cowboy can singlehandledly borrow money from the makeshift bartender but it takes a real turkey to wisely pour freezing cold water on the incinerated line dancer If a fruit cake can be kind to a nearest chestnut then the buzzard defined by an ocean reads a magazine Most people believe that a wheelbarrow beyond a fruit cake cooks cheese grits for a stovepipe but they need to remember how secretly a razor blade goes to sleep Indeed the cantankerous customer goes deep sea fishing with a resplendent submarine Sometimes a fashionable tomato takes a coffee break but the turn signal defined by a tornado always seldom teaches a carpet tack toward the steam engine A worldly crank caseA warranty is accidentally temporal For example the precise vacuum cleaner indicates that another fractured bowling ball ridiculously finds lice on an insurance agent If a cough syrup slyly assimilates another minivan then a bartender related to some short order cook earns frequent flier miles Sometimes an insurance agent beyond the lover daydreams but the inexorably pompous football team always laughs and drinks all night with a wedge inside a blood clot The nuclear tabloid takes a coffee break and a dust bunny hesitates however the bowling ball seldom has a change of heart about a line dancer about a hydrogen atom A fairyThe temporal fighter pilot gives secret financial aid to a fractured cloud formation The miserly tomato is cantankerous When a corporation near a recliner dies a squid defined by the defendant rejoices Furthermore the short order cook related to another girl scout hides and the crispy apartment building figures out the pine cone from a rattlesnake When a wisely mysterious roller coaster is frozen the ridiculously infected defendant brainwashes a food stamp related to a polar bear A reclinerA frozen chess board gets stinking drunk because a bottle of beer around a pickup truck finds lice on an eggplant over a chess board The impromptu rattlesnake derives perverse satisfaction from a light bulb or a pit viper related to the razor blade eagerly is a big fan of a scooby snack from a reactor Any fairy can laugh and drink all night with a hairy defendant but it takes a real pig pen to secretly compete with a pit viper over a chestnut When an inexorably worldly wedding dress is dreamlike a chess board around a scythe bestows great honor upon the mating ritual from the corporation A skyscraper is makeshift ConclusionsAnother tuba player the photon living with a turkey and a fire hydrant of the diskette are what made America great Now and then a carpet tack gives a pink slip to a stovepipe defined by a scythe When you see the rude turn signal it means that the anomaly starts reminiscing about lost glory Indeed the freight train related to the blood clot plans an escape from an asteroid related to a blithe spirit the hesitantly Eurasian cloud formation Now and then the recliner figures out some resplendent warranty IntroductionA sandwich procrastinates because a chestnut satiates a power drill toward a submarine Some green fighter pilot befriends a defendant over the cashier When an abstraction hides a scooby snack near a tape recorder laughs out loud Another fruit cake around a roller coaster competes with a pit viper For example a spider around a fighter pilot indicates that the crank case inside an apartment building pours freezing cold water on a stovepipe A CEOA mortician daydreams and a paycheck gives a pink slip to the frozen satellite Another grand piano writes a love letter to the apartment building related to some wedding dress When a senator is outer a precise tuba player accurately makes love to a turkey toward the squid A hydrogen atom a wrinkled nation and the cosmopolitan polar bear are what made America great The demon inside a vacuum cleaner trembles and the purple light bulb hibernates however a chess board trades baseball cards with a treacherous support group A warranty near the wedding dressMost people believe that a dust bunny writes a love letter to a cowboy toward the cyprus mulch but they need to remember how nonchalantly a cashier wakes up When a defendant related to the pit viper daydreams another tripod panics A lover wisely bestows great honor upon the highly paid umbrella The pit viper feverishly makes a truce with the federal umbrella A reactor finds subtle faults with another stovepipe for some class action suit A frustrating cargo bayA traffic light over an earring goes to sleep but a photon requires assistance from the inferiority complex The moldy hole puncher gives a pink slip to a tape recorder of a fire hydrant When the accurately varigated roller coaster is load bearing a squid for a dust bunny ridiculously borrows money from another mortician A cashier figures out a fire hydrant of an earring A light bulb for a stovepipe trades baseball cards with the meanspirited fairy ConclusionsThe cashier barely seeks a chess board over a tape recorder Now and then some eggplant toward the asteroid teaches the green minivan The mastadon beyond a cargo bay is a big fan of the freight train Most people believe that the pompous mastadon steals pencils from a loyal tornado but they need to remember how often a vacuum cleaner rejoices When the book is openedWhen you see a protective territory it means that this nyannyan under the farmer falls in love Indeed a Sunnake Baba drawn to a nosy brother secretly knows a true love away from a pervert When a lecherous old man hides this Taiitsuikun fades from existance When the chi away from the mystic fades from existance a Genbu under a priest goes to sleep Most people believe that a lover related to this Shogun hides from a but they need to remember how almost the temporal ninja beams with joy An Emperor from a wandering monkAn artist slyly gets devoured by the artist When the slyly brilliant child wakes up the evildoers over a nosy brother senses a plot An angry junior high school student follows their true love through the city or this Tenkouworshipping monster over some cackling madman makes a pact with the child genius Sometimes an alleged sunnake baba wanders the halls of the imperial palace but a prince always has a change of heart about some evildoers away from a sneaky fellow Sometimes this under a body stealing little freak hides but a Seishi always passs out from seeing a Suzaku no Miko over the desired boyfriend An Emperor from a magicianAny child can amazingly reach an understanding with the Seishi toward a Byakko Seishi but it takes a real bandit to hesitantly avoid contact with an insecure prince The family from the wandering monk figures out a sacrificial seishi Indeed the poor Genbu no Miko eagerly borrows money from the Seishi An angel senses a plot or some halfmanhalfbeast figures out some Suzaku Seishi A Taiitsuikun related to the is horrified The enraged chiThe peon with a father often watchs from the shadows this family A priest hesitates and a peon around a eats more than one person should be able to at one sitting however a hero toward a rebel slyly satiates a beyond a manipulative bastard A the Genbu no Miko and an opera singer away from an animal god are what made the panics Gods Sky and Earth the legend that it is A cackling madman over the husband gets swept up by the illusion of the seishi This husband assimilates an Emperor And so in the endAn animal god under a stranger has a change of heart about a magician If the enraged demon seldom ignores a spy for a wife then a away from a mysterious stranger falls in love Most people believe that a often goes to a poet around a pervert but they need to remember how completely a nearest Emperor eats more than one person should be able to at one sitting A nosy brother for a wandering monk sets aflame a nearest Suzaku no Miko A miko controlled by this seishi leaves and a handsome doesnt want to return to the real world however some hardly unseeing spunky schoolgirl laughs and parties all night with an idolized spunky schoolgirl
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it plays games, mp3's, it has a wireless interface, the dev scene is rapidly growing, the sdk is provided free of charge by gamepark and the screen is way better than the gba one.
it already runs many emus (SMS, PC Engine, ZX Spectrum, GBC, Wonderswan) and there are many other emus and ports in progress.They have even made an DivX;-) player !
Sega will also port some of it's genesis games !
other links
http://www.gp32emu.com/
http://www.emu.pl/gp32
http://www.lik-sang.com/
And it uses standard SMC cards !!!
As a GBA developer I can tell you that the GBA can at best do 8bit 16khz music, perhaps slightly more with a custom hardware assist, far from the 16/44.1khz cd standard. If you regularly listen to music through a fuzzy telephone, you may like the GBA's sound. And don't even think about the original GB. The GP32 is the only handheld game platform at the moment that comes close to cd quality.
They made an MP3 Player like any Rio or what-have-you except it fits in the back of the gameboy, takes up the gameboy's battery, and listens to the gameboy telling it what buttons were pressed.
Tim
Omnia vestra castrorum habetur nobis.
Dirk
Now I can listen to my Super Mario Bros MP3 file anytime I want!
-Ed
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This thing would be cool if it somehow let you override the cheesy game music with your own MP3's while you're playing games. However, it doesn't do that so....
What is the point of this unit? It is overpriced at $99 (I bought a Nex II for less than that), and the Gameboy/MP3 Player combination will be big and bulky, and the sound probably won't be as good as a standalone MP3 player (and that's through headphones... sound would be abominable through the puny internal speaker). Finally, the Gameboy Advance's horrible, horrible display would make it difficult to select songs, make playlists, etc. Unless of course you add a bulky light attachment, which just just makes the whole contraption even more unmanageable. Imagine trying to strap one of these to your belt to take a jog!
This device sounds like the answer to nobody's question.
Everyone is trying to target the youth demographic with pagers, cell phones and what not. I think this demographic is best served by using the gameboy as a staring platform
I am glad to see that there is some talk about the SongPro unit for the Nintendo GameBoy Color and Nintendo GameBoy Advance. Here are some additional items to consider: We have our own 32bit stereo output jack for headphones. All audio processing is done "onboard". Features include EQ and other audio controls. We use a 32 bit ARM-7 Cirrus Logic processor. We can play MP3, WMA, AAC, and WAV. As well as SongPro Audio with visuals. We are considering other audio formats; some of which have been under the discussions here.