Amusingly, the last time I posted a Power Girl image, it was on Brother Todd’s birthday.
On my own birthday, eh, not so much.
There’s something indescribable about watching a Classic Doctor Who episode I’ve never seen before.
It’s like rounding out the Godzilla series, or reading the end to a Spider-man story I only got part of as a kid. It’s a little slice of magic in a day with far too little magic in it.
Only it’s a little better than that. Because Godzilla and Spidey, they’re all there. Doctor Who isn’t.
The most recent Doctor Who I watched was The Moonbase. The Cybermen’s second appearance. It’s a fun story, but I can’t say it’s that good.
Which is true with most Cybermen stories, sad to say.
Today I started Web of Fear. One episode. Maybe I’ll watch the next tomorrow, maybe next week. So far it’s a wee bit hoaky mixed with typical BBC Sci Fi goodness (and a dollop of Jewish stereotype for good measure, sad to say.)
Still, it’s Doctor Who.
It feels like I’m reliving my childhood in a way.
Up to a point.
I’m watching the show on Hulu.
Which means commercial interruptions.
Which is a sin against God and Man!
DOCTOR WHO SHOULD NEVER, EVER BE INTERRUPTED BY COMMERCIALS, DAMN IT!
It’s just bad form, old boy.
This a comic about chess? There’s a card game called Rook, maybe the flying kid’s heading off to play with Rambo in the corner there.
I just don’t get it.
(Actually I do get it; if I hadn’t the site I lifted the image from would have filled me in on it. All I know is that when reflecting upon all the shameful things I have done, at least I can say I never made this, much less bought it.)
Even running a blog as, shall we say, non-taxing as this one can wear a body out at times. Still, Jake managed to captain the ship with flying colors and is now enjoying a well-earned rest. Good dog!
Of course, there was a wee problem while I was out. Seems like Jake figured out how to get to the editor and even type how to with his nose, but not how to publish his efforts. I only know about his hard work due to WordPress’s auto save.
And hard work it was. Because he kept trying even after failing.
I have fifty drafts on my dashboard to prove it.
All titled Bark.
All about ten thousand words long.
And every single word of it bark, woof, or variation there of.
I dunno what you guys did, but he certainly wanted to tell you off about it…
As mentioned previously, I’m going on vacation. I’m taking Brother Eric back to Prescott so he can make some final preparations for his move back here. This means in whole an absence of services for both this blog and Welltun Cares Reviews.
And before the snickering can start about “services” (especially in WCR‘s case, where I’ve missed three updates in a row) I’m going to point out that I’ve done behind the scenes stuff in the recent weeks. In the main this means correcting the copious grammatical and spelling errors (I swear to God if I ever get an editor I’m going to cause him/her a nervous break down with the sheer volume of the damn things.) I want the sites as readable as possible.
It’s my hope and dream.
My crazy, quite unlikely hope and dream.
But I digress.
I’ve also started another insane project called “reformatting the reviews”. While at this time I refuse to make each one of them completely conform to the full current standard, I’m making sure each one at least meets the “page length” standard. Meaning each page is no more than a sheet and a half in length sans images. To complete the analness of this paragraph, that sheet happens to be 8 1/2 by 11. So you know.
Oh, and I’m adding Next/Previous links to ease movement through the pages.
I haven’t gotten far in doing this (and in fact it’s been a little whenever wherever) but a good example of what I’m doing can be found on my very first review, Cathy’s Curse. I went from having a review with 3 pages of indeterminate length to one with nine pages.
On Cathy’s Curse.
Where the reviewer owns to actually liking the movie.
You may begin goggling in horrified disbelief… now.
In any case, I will be gone. But fear not! I have arraigned for someone to take care of things in my absence. It is an old debt that needs repaid, but it will be. In spades!
Here is your new blogging master overlord:
As of August 9, he will be watching. He will be disapproving of what you do. And there will be barking.
So much barking.
It’s probably a sad statement of my blogging inspiration that I’ve been looking through my spam for things to talk about.
But y’know. Shallow period.
In lieu of something, I dunno, entertaining to write about, here’s what’s going on in my life:
And that’s about it. I think. Nothing noteworthy, nothing exciting. Just life.
Which I’ll take right about now. Thanks.