I was just putting up some stuff on eBay. In amongst the items, I have a Natural Ood and Ood Sigma from Planet of the Ood. And I noticed that they both have different head sculpts. So I went off and checked, and yes, the Series 2 Ood figure also has a different head.

Compare and contrast with the Dapol Timelord figures, and this is why I love Character Options. They are crazy and dedicated enough to producing a good product that they go to this much trouble on a figure where using the one head on all three would do.
Just a bunch of bits and pieces, some of which I forgot to comment on yesterday. Random stuff below cut... )
Shaz was in labour for around 26 1/2 hours. She spent probably 25 1/2 of it in only moderate discomfort even though she used no major pain relief. She would have a contraction, pull a face, and keep going. She continued chatting happily through all of it, punctuated with the occasional, "ow." She literally sang through some of the later contractions. It only got hard on her when she got tired due to getting chilled in the bath. Then she had two Panadeine Forte, snoozed for a couple of hours, and came back rechanged and fairly cheery.

During one quite bad contraction, she broke into a Carmen Miranda song.

I couldn't make this up if I tried.

Right at the end, she had some gas. She moaned a bit during the final contractions to get Lex out, and had a hard time explaining to the midwife that in fact, she wasn't getting any of the natural signals to push. Sharon doesn't know her own body, because it didn't come with a manual, and she's crap at exploring or understanding her own physical being. Once the midwife understood this, she just told Sharon when to push and when to stop.

Lex plopped out of her and immediately let it be known that he had my lungs. We're still calling him Lex, but aren't sure yet whether that will be his name. Have to wait and see if he is a Lex.

Lex is 51cm long (20 inches), weighs 3.77kg (8 pounds, 5 ounces), has long, sharp fingernails, a giant boofhead, and looks like Winston Churchill. He was born at 10:38am on Sat 23rd August. [livejournal.com profile] mireille21 won the sweep, being only 4 minutes out. Once the chocolate cigars arrive, I'll send one out. I hope they don't suck.

Mother and baby are doing great. So far I have been able to calm him down within a few minutes every time he starts to cry. I'm rather proud of this. I also don't expect it to last. Lex fed without too much hassle, was happy to sleep on my chest at one point, and in my lap later for an hour and a half while Sharon caught up on her sleep.

I'm about to go and catch up on my sleep.

Shaz needed some internal stitches, and was naturally rather tired, but is fine and cheerful. When I left the hospital, they were asking if she needed any pain relief. She paused, took careful stock of how she was feeling, and said no.
dalekboy: (Amazing Orgasms)
( Aug. 3rd, 2008 07:02 pm)
Sharon came home with fudge for me. Ginger fudge, and peppermint fudge!

On days when I have a cloudy, slow brain, peppermint does wonders.

Om Nom Nom...
Been sitting up late at night watching Hammer Horror films with mum. I was going to wait until I'd gone through the run, but tonight's was so good, I had to post up what I had so far. So here are thoughts on the first four Hammer Frankenstein and Dracula flicks... )


Four down, twelve to go, and so far it's been well worth the ride.
Finally finished the original Twilight Zone's first season. In short, pretty damned good.

It says a hell of a lot for the quality of the writing that the majority of the episodes still hold up so very well. I hadn't seen the lion's share of the stories, making it even more enjoyable. There are Twilight Zone tales that most people have either seen or at least know by reputation, but there are also some episodes scattered throughout the season that are pure gold and deserve at least as much attention.

If you're a fan of good television and good writing, and don't own it, you're missing out.

Reviews of all the first season episodes under the cut. Minimal spoilers only, mostly to act as memory joggers for those that have seen them... No final twists given away, honest! )
dalekboy: (Sharon and I)
( Jul. 5th, 2008 12:54 pm)
Today is Sharon and my 10th Wedding Anniversary! Ten years, and it feels like three.

Here's to many more!
Tonight's Top Gear was better than sex. They had to drive three second-hand across Africa, and it was the funniest thing I have seen in ages. Sharon laughed so hard she nearly coughed up a lung.

That is all.
Got a phone call yesterday from a mate who was originally prompted to become a donor from my ramblings on here. He had just been to the clinic, and apparently since the article came out the other week, they have had a run of new donors! Yay! I am so pleased!

*does happy dance*
dalekboy: (Default)
( Apr. 1st, 2008 07:25 pm)
Well, wandered along today, got there later than intended but that was ok as it wasn't a performance, just a display of the four puppets - Mr. Squiggle, Blackboard, Bill Steamshovel, and Gus the Snail.

I say "just a display," but of course I was in seventh heaven. Spent around an hour looking at and photographing the puppets, and will chuck some pictures up when I'm back in Canberra. What was nicest was people's reactions. Older folks being delighted, great big beefy guys with mullets pausing to give Bill a good look, a bunch of late teen boys in branded oh-so-hip-and-cool clothes excitedly taking pictures of one another in front of Mr. Squiggle.

My favourite was a woman and her two friends. She took one photo with her phone's camera and then went, "What?! What do you mean memory full?" had a think for all of five seconds, then said, "I'll just have to delete my nieces!" I was doubled over with laughter.

I'm very glad I have a few episodes on tape for when Nibblet finally makes an appearance.

Was going to try and respond to a few of the comments on other posts, but my legs are hurting, bed is beckoning, and I have an early start tomorrow. So goodbye for now, my dears!
dalekboy: (Flying)
( Mar. 31st, 2008 05:38 pm)
Spoke to state library today, and there is both bad news and good.

Sadly, there are no Squiggle performances as such. From the sound of the lady I spoke to, they've had an awful lot of people ringing up expecting performances.

However, there are puppets on display! Having seen the puppets up close before, they're lovely. I'm assuming Mr. Squiggle will be there, of course. Hopefully Blackboard will be, too. I remember Norman saying that the reason Blackboard's face had such limited movement was simply down to not having time to get him finished before the show started, and then never getting around to doing any more to him.

It's open through the Library's opening hours, there's a children's drawing area, and a bunch of Mr. Squiggle clips on a loop.

Needless to say, I will be charging up all my camera batteries and will hopefully take many, many photos.
dalekboy: (woohoo naked dancing)
( Mar. 29th, 2008 08:20 pm)
I got confused as to when I'm leaving Perth and the dates, which means I can see Mr. Squiggle!

I've had the privilege of chatting to Norman Hetherington (Mr. Squiggle's long time friend) a few times, and seeing Mr. Squiggle himself live on a couple of occasions, and I never thought it would happen again.

9am Tuesday at the State Library of WA. It will kill me for the rest of the day, but I don't care even if I have to get a taxi there, it's Mr. Squiggle!

Will I be seeing anyone else there?
dalekboy: (Serious Thoughts)
( Mar. 24th, 2008 09:59 am)
I'm sitting here still in mild shock. To my left is a certificate that says, in part, "For making an overwhelming contribution to WA Science Fiction Community."

And it was awarded to me.

There is an award that means the world to me on the years when it's given out - The Mumfan. The Mumfan is basically an award for the people who make the con-going and fan community experience more enjoyable for others. Not by doing big things, obvious things, but by doing small things that are often more important. All those little, unglamourous jobs that never get noticed, supporting people, helping out, welcoming new people... Why it means so much was summed up by one of the winners last night - 'this isn't an award for writing or art, this is an award for who I am, who we are, as people.'

I've always said that what I love about The Mumfan is that it's an award I could never receive. I get noticed, I get accolades and receive recognition for writing, or video-clips, or other things. Hell, over the years in Perth I have been a Fan Guest, Special Guest, and National Guest. You can't say I haven't been noticed.

The Silver Swan has only been awarded twice before in thirty-three years - to Grant Stone, one of the loveliest people you could ever have the good fortune to meet, and a major influence and contributor not only to West Australian fandom, but Australian fandom as a whole - and the other to the team that produced Eidolon, one of the most important magazines in Australian SF history, and naturally enough given the nature of the award, produced in Western Australia.

It's a WA award. I wasn't born here, nor have I ever lived here. I come from the other side of the country. I describe myself as a Perth fan, and I love West Australian fandom, but in strict geographical terms I come from the Eastern States.

It's one of the many reasons this award has so much impact for me. I'm not being recognised for a single achievement or a body of work, but for who I am and how I choose to live my life, and ways in which I try to enrich the community I am a part of.

It's funny writing that because this is the con that has gotten me fired up again. Since the first day I have been planning a handful of pieces on things like the 2010 Worldcon bid, programming, etc. Some are just thoughts and bits of advice, but others are a full-on arse-kicking aimed at those who do claim to be looking after fandom, but are in fact mainly looking after themselves, sometimes at the expense of the greater community.

And upon receiving the Silver Swan, I suddenly thought that maybe it's ungracious to receive a major award, and then go on the attack shortly afterwards. That maybe I shouldn't write anything that is overly critical of the way people handle or approach some of the things I want to talk about.

Except then I realise I don't care about whether it's ungracious or not. Because often the actions of these people are motivated by their own self-agrandisment, and desire to be a part of something big and important, rather than caring about the very people it's all meant to be for.

The speech that was read out before I was presented with the award means a lot to me, because it showed that the folks over here 'get' me. They know where I'm coming from.

At the presentation, Anna Hepworth gave a brief summation of what the Silver Swan is, and informed folks that it had only been given out twice before. She was then followed by Grant and Simon, who gave me their speeches, which I have copied below.

Grant Watson
"Sometimes the biggest impact a person can make is not seen in what they do, but what others do after them.

We all learn by example: we are inspired by others and want to do the things they do, we are enchanted by their talent, swept along by their enthusiasm - they make a difference to their community.

If we're very lucky, these inspirational figures respond to this attention - not with a burst of ego but by enthusiasm and excitement of their own.

The winner of the third ever Silver Swan is exactly that kind of person, not only for their own immeasurable contribution to the WA science fiction community, but in the reflection they leave on the rest of us.

I can say in all honesty that my own drive to participate in this community is inspired by one person's outstanding contribution, example, and boundless enthusiasm.

I'm sure both Simon and Anna would say the same. I'm sure half the room could say the same.



I should point out that Grant was crying so hard by this point that I was sure that someone had died and the Silver Swan was being given to the person posthumously, which I felt was rather a shame. I was also wracking my brain trying to think who had died, because anyone this big in the perth SF scene I should have known of.


Simon Oxwell
A great man once said "Perth fans don't know how lucky they are." But we do know how lucky we are, and that is why the third Silver Swan is awarded to Danny Oz.

Cue me, open mouthed, shambling up to the microphone, squeaking 'you bastards...' in a tiny little voice, and crying continuously for a few minutes while I tried to come up with something to say to do justice to the huge honour I had just been given. I knew exactly what a big deal this was, and there was no way I could ever begin to show just how amazingly touched and honoured I was and still am.

I have cried a few more times today.

Thank you everyone for your kindness and allowing me to do what I do. I may not always get things right, but that so many people recognise my love and passion for this community, one that has given me so much joy over the years, well, I just wish you could all see into my mind for just a moment, to see just how deeply moved and honoured I am.

I shall do my best to continue to be thought worthy of this in the future.

Thank you.

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dalekboy: (travel)
( Mar. 11th, 2008 01:24 pm)
Well, by this time in a week, Sharon and I will be in Perth having gotten there by train! So a big thank you to all you folks that put in the money for my 40th birthday pressie, organised by the wonderful [livejournal.com profile] rendragon.

Naturally I will be taking many photos to share with you all. It's going to be weird, I'll be going through one particular part on the train that I've never driven through, but I did pilot the plane over on the way back from Maralinga!

Won't be taking the car for various reasons, so will be getting public, taxi's, and waylaying friends for lifts around Perth this time around. I suspect that I'm going to be reminded of why I like having my car with me :)
Finally got to see The Year of the Sex Olympics tonight. What a fabulous bit of writing! Even more topical and biting today than it was in 1968, it's slow but steady and holds up very well. The change in tone and direction for the last third is amazing.

The opening few minutes do seem to drag a little, but as we get immersed into this future world and its characters, that fades very quickly. What is left is a solid mix of drama, satire, and black comedy that keeps one watching and manages some great surprises.

10/10
Got this with many thanks to [livejournal.com profile] sootysmudge, and been meaning to put it up for a while, like so many, many things.

Article/interview below cut )

And having spoken to the journalist from The Australian, it looks like she'll be coming to Canberra in a couple of weeks to interview me about sperm donation, and it sounds like she wants to talk to Sharon as well! Exciting times!
Been working my way through the first Hartnell season of Doctor Who, in preparation for Swancon. I'm writing mini-reviews of each episode as I go, which will make their way up here at some point, but just had to pause and say that the first episode of Marco Polo blew my socks off all over again.

Steady pace, great characterisation on all the cast, not just regulars or the guests. But both Mark Eden (Polo) and Hartnell deserve special mentions for great performances. Says a lot that I enjoy the story so much with just audio, script, and telesnaps.

Also watched Nigel Kneale's The Stone Tape today, which was also pretty darned cool. The characters were three-dimensional and well realised, and the story was slow but steady. And at times really creepy. Easy to see how it helped inspire Spielberg and Hooper on Poltergeist, and Carpenter on Prince of Darkness (though Kneale thought that film rubbish).
dalekboy: (travel)
( Jan. 28th, 2008 10:10 pm)
For all those people who have yet to watch Top Gear because they "don't like car shows" or they "aren't into cars", be watching next Monday night at 7:30.

The challenge to Richard Hammond and James May in next week's episode is to turn a car into a re-useable shuttle craft. They know the car will never fly, but they get people from the British Rocketry Association to figure out how to launch it.


Trust me, it is a fabulously insane and inspired bit of TV, and the clearest example of why Top Gear is anything but a car show.
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