dc: (Garfield)
This is a bit of reflection on the panel of that title at Eastercon, not an in-depth thing about the episode, but even so, if you haven't seen it you want to skip this )
dc: (Doctor)
So. Tomorrow it is time to decamp for points south, and Eastercon. I have been having a quick look at the programme, groaning at having to be up and sentient at some ungodly hour on Sunday (11am!), but generally thinking that it looks like a damn good programme. It certainly has one of the classic features of a good Eastercon programme, namely that whenever I see an item I really want to see, it coincides with another one I really want to see (or have to be at). Contemplation is looking good, and I think Chris and Fran and their team have done an excellent job in getting an Eastercon together so quickly. I am hopeful that this will be a good one.

I hope that someone will go to The Great Clomping Foot of Nerdism at 20:00 on Friday and tell us all about it here afterwards, since having volunteered someone for another panel on at the same time I kind of feel I should be there to lend moral support. I shall avoid referring to the Eastercon Better Not Mentioned, honest. I also would have liked to hear the talk on Web 2.0, but have to be elsewhere at the same time.  Yep, this might be a good one.

I am slightly.... No, a bit more than slightly concerned about my spoons. Various things have contributed to my spoons being depleted in recent months, and also to my not getting the opportunity to adequately refresh them. I am probably at the level I would have liked to be around Sunday at the moment, which is not brilliant. I may be able to run on adrenaline (I can do bursts, of up to a week if necessary, if I don’t really stop and I am driven by necessity or having a good time, but it demands payback afterwards). Probably with caffeine. I might be able to build in enough rest time to see me through without that. We shall see; if anyone comes across me and I seem antisocial (apparently not listening or focussed, monosyllabic replies), then it is spoons that are the problem.

One of my concerns about spoons is that it might limit the amount I can do, in terms of helping out. (Because as well as being a good thing to do, it is fun.). Let's hope not.

According to the final (I am not saying a word...) Contemplation programme, it is still not certain that Doctor Who shall be shown on the Saturday. Know what? I don’t really care. I am baffled that the same time which gave us most of Eccleston’s series and something like The Girl In The Fireplace can also give us drivel (being polite, here!) like, oh, Fear Her, and the guff about Rose which inundated the last series... and Saturday’s episode. (And, to focus on a completely unimportant bit of trivial detail, could they not have found someone who could show Freema Agyeman how to use a stethoscope the right way round?)

Just wondering, too, if I was the only person who heard the continuity announcer heralding the start of the third series of Doctor Who and thought something along the lines of Mumble mumble mumble feckin’ 29th!

Life On Mars... It has just occurred to me to check what has happened to the DVD release date, since that was supposed to be next week, but that was before sodding football screwed the screening of the current. Yep, it has been pushed back to April 16th. Interesting that last night there was no end-of-episode preview of next week. A good episode... though I may have nightmares about Gene Hunt, Diana Dors and a bottle of chip oil for some time to come... hopefully sans the Tufty costume, at least.

By the way, Satellite 1 shall have a presence at Contemplation (all the Politburo, I think, unless something unexpected happens). At Eastercon you can sign up for Satellite 1 at the current rate of £15; prices rise when Contemplation is over.

Incidentally, there is a group picture of the Politburo on the web site. Interesting how stern most of us look; I was certain I was smiling, too...

While I have been writing this, a worrying tickle has set in in my throat. Oh, for fuck’s sake! That’s all I need, another URTI... Fingers crossed it comes to nothing.
dc: (Doctor)
OK, life has been no bed of roses recently. But it hasn't all been bad. Really.

There has been, for one thing, the confirmation that Ken MacLeod will be GoH at [livejournal.com profile] satellite_1. Yes!  What more can I say?

Life On Mars continues to delight. Although, frankly, they could have sat around reading the phone book after the Keep out of bloody Camberwick Green! line and I would still have been happy. I haven't caught up with my flist yet, not by any means, but I have seen an interesting post by [livejournal.com profile] blue_condition (I think it was) drawing parallels with LOM and The Prisoner. Hmm. He has a point. Let's hope the series ends in a suitably satisfactory manner.

I finally (finally!) saw Casino Royale. Ah.

My expectations of Bond films have been low in recent years decades. OK, Dalton and Brosnan gave decent performances, but sometimes they were fighting against the material. Still, an improvement over the Moore offerings (filed under lame and geriatric). The last utterly good Bond film was probably the best of them all, On Her Majesty's Secret Service. So, despite all the word-of-mouth, even from people like [livejournal.com profile] wibbble and [livejournal.com profile] banhe whose opinions are not worthless, I settled down to watch Casino Royale with the hope that it would be OK. Nothing more. Been disappointed too often in the past... )


Feb. 27th, 2007 10:04 pm
dc: (Doctor)
Well, it definitely seems that we (me, [livejournal.com profile] sheonamcc and [livejournal.com profile] rhionnach) have recovered from the direct effects of whatever was introduced to our drinks last week. The bad news is that it seems to have destabilised my ME, I got symptoms of that today which I haven't had in quite some time. Damn.

I had to go to the Post Office today, and I managed to squeeze in a cup of tea with [livejournal.com profile] ambersrequiem, whose work seems to have been more than usually irritating today.

Now: need a hot bath to ease aching muscles, then early to bed, and hopefully to sleep, to get some spoons together for tomorrow.

Oh, and thank you to the BBC for replacing Life On Mars with bloody football. *fume*
dc: (Doctor)
Previously we noted the insanity of the BBC’s plans to release the stonking Life On Mars on DVD on Boxing Day. In a quite uncharacterstic burst of sanity, they have responded to the popularity of the programme by bringing the release forward to May 15th. Which is, er, this week next month [see comments for why I boobed]. Cool.

Here it is at Play.com.

Oh, bugger

Mar. 6th, 2006 05:18 pm
dc: (Doctor)
I’ve just realised, no Life on Mars tonight. And me with my eyes feeling a bit better, too.

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