The Game Boy: Things I Can't Do in Skyrim

I can't electrocute water – Skyrim's spellcasting pretty obviously takes a lot of inspiration from BioShock, so I occasionally forget what game I'm playing and hurl a bolt of lightning – with my Nord's mighty Zeus arms – right into a small body of water. My foes, however, come away singe-free. Then they murder me, and I am sad.
I can't stop laughing at the voice acting – Don't get me wrong: Skyrim's voice-acting is still leaps and bounds beyond Oblivion's. But I've discovered no less than eight characters played by the same dude. Yeah, he's got a neat voice, but it does get a bit weird after a while. Also, how come lizard people and elves are American?
I can't discount the idea that the guards are probably psychic – I've just trekked half-way across the world. Where am I? What's this place's story? Who knows? I'm a stranger in a strange lan-- “Hey, you're that new member of the Companions,” exclaims a random guard. He may as well add “How are the wife and kids? I heard Timmy recently spoke his first word at precisely 8:42 PM on a Wednesday.” But hey, maybe word just travels fast in Skyrim, right? Nope. Later, I spelunk deep into an underground prison and steal something right out from beneath the nose of the only friendly NPC there – and thousands of feet beneath any sort of guard. Much later, I finally see the surface for the first time in what feels like ages. My eyes are nearly pierced by bright shafts of sunlight. And then they are pierced by an unending hail of arrows. Yep: guards. Somehow, they know. Why? Because they're psychic.
I can't get some random little girl in Whiterun to stop accosting me – Yes, little girl, I know you do chores for your mother. Yes, I know it's fun, but it can be hard work. I know because you've said it roughly 1200 times, and you won't stop going out of your way to tell me. I know this is a giant world, but maybe we could have a little more NPC dialog variation?
I can't carry everything – I know, I know, inventories need limits lest they become more over-stuffed than a Double-Stuffed Oreo that's been stuffed with double its normal amount of stuff, but still. Inventory management is a pain in the ass. At the very least, could I ask for some sort of system that auto-deposits items I pick up at my home when I'm over-encumbered? I would like that very much.
I can't stop being reminded of Game of Thrones – Giant political conflict? Check. Statement about how said political conflict ultimately ignores a greater threat on the horizon? Check. Winter? Check. Dragons? Check. Which is all my way of saying PLEASE BETHESDA, MAKE THAT GAME OF THRONES TITLE YOU PASSED UP.
I can't stop laughing at this video – KETTLE BONUS.
I can't stop playing – Speaking of... er, yeah. You can away now.