No pictures today

And trust me, loyal readers, that's a good thing! Did you all have a good christmas? Remember, before answering, I am merely a collection of words and cannot hear your reply. Leave a comment if you did (or didn't) and I'll be sure to ignore it. 

I paradoxically did and didn't! I had a Cold (Still do) and my Sleep Cycle is playing.

Well, that's a lie. It was a thoroughly enjoyable experience. Let me go on about it...IN DETAIL!
Our story begins on Christmas Eve, where my clan (plus Oma - Remember Oma? She was mentioned before - look for her name, comment it to me and you'll win a prize) went over to my Aunt Sophia's and my absolutely horrible Uncle Dave's house. This man is responsibile for my absolute hatred of Scotland and her mighty Highland (and Lowland) people. 

Anyway, with a civil tongue (and the promise of a Tenner), we entered and waited the arrival of my Uncle Andre, Aunt Fiona and Cousin Edwin. Edwin's nice enough (the more tolerable of the two) but is still an idiot. He seems to enjoy attempting to goard me and my brother into fighting. (At my Aunt's wedding, he successfully convinced me to pour Shampoo into my Brother's soup). Anyway, tonight was no different, and as usual (Simon was enjoying his soup, and punched me) I ignored him. We played Party Games and then sat down to a delicious Christmas Buffet. I ate merrily, little knowing it would be the last thing I would be able to keep down. (Starting to see the reason for no Pictures?)

Anyway, We exchanged gifts (I got money sneaked into my Pocket by Fiona and some Classic Who DVDs from Dad) and finally parted. 

The next day, Christmas Day. 

In the morning (actually around 12), me, Dad and Simon exchanged gifts. I gave Dad the complete Murdoch Mysteries and Simon NCIS Season 6. In return, I recieved lots of Classic Who DVD (and more money from Dad). One interesting Side note. As has become our tradition, there were absolutely NO decorations up. We used to put them everywhere! And I mean EVERYWHERE! Sometimes, even me and Simon got decorated! However, it was always Mum who was the head of the Christmas Decoration and since her passing, we have been unable to do so with the same vigor. Last year, we managed a Tree with a single row of Lights. Next time, we're aiming for the Tree and the Navitity (complete with three new additions from Me and Simon - Tradition.)

Anyway, we were all done opening presents (Oma also bought a TARDIS mug :D) and were watching our various Gifts ( First of the Murdoch Mysteries Specials) when Dad decided we were to headed over to my Aunt Fay's. 

I should point out. Fay isn't actually our Aunt. She's Aunt Fiona's (Who's married to my Uncle Andre, Dad's brother) Sister, but we've been so involved in each other lives (especially just recently), she might as well be. 

Much fun was had there. Jeremy (Rebecca - Fay's Oldest - boy) was giving death glances to his Great Grandmother (Fay's Ex-Mother in Law and my Old Maths teacher) while watching Toy Story 3. The Diet Coke was completely frozen, and Fay, Fiona and Rebecca were all in the kitchen, refusing help. I was sat next to Terry (Fay's ex Father in Law and my Gran's old Gardiner) chatting with him about articles he was writing between coughing fits. 

Dinner came, and that was good! Everything was cooked absolutely perfectly and we all had fun pulling crackers (I got a Puzzle!) and telling the horrendous jokes contained within. Edwin and Jolin (my steroid junkie cousin) were on their best behaviour (mainly because Rebecca and Megan - Fay's youngest - would've kill them otherwise). I tolerated Andre's conversational drivel with my usual good graces (IE I ignored him) and listened instead of Hana (Fay's middle child) and Joe (Her boyfriend) talking about Coby (her son) and their plans to move in the New Year. 

Afterwards, we retired to the Longue (or in young Jeremy's case, bed) for a while before we headed home. 

I was excited! 

Tomorrow was Boxing Day, the BEST DAY of the Gren year! We basically ignore the entire World (Oma is welcome - that is all), pile up food and have a DVDfest lasting the entire day. It is my favourite part of the Christmas Season, and pretty much the only day of the year you can confirm I'll have more then one meal. 

So of course, at 03:3-something in the morning, I threw up. AND LET ME TELL YOU! Christmas Dinner does NOT taste ANYWHERE near as Nice coming back UP!

I was GUTTED...literally LOL

Over the course of the day, I continued throwing up. I couldn't even keep water down. So instead of enjoying Boxing Day in all its glory, I had a migraine, and spent much of it trying to sleep on Dad's awesome bed while Simon and Dad stuffed their faces and enjoyed their DVDs. 

Yesterday, almost a week later, I managed to stomach Dry Toast. Today, I managed my first meal (Steak and Chips). Today, I am officially over the Stomach Bug, but still battling the Cold. 

This has ruined my New Year's Eve's Plans. Normally, I go over to my mate Jeremy and his Family for three days (the 30th, the 31st and the 1st) for some truly amazing food with him and their friends Jan and his Wife (her name escapes me). However, Jeremy and his Dad both catch colds easily, and suffer horribly with them. Therefore, I am remaining at Home, and probably going to go to Bed at 10. 

Well, a shite end to a reasonable Year! Roll on 2011!

I love my Oma!

I love my Oma! She's my Gran, but because she's German, we call her Oma. But that's beside the point! 

when I moved out of my flat, I couldn't fit all my stuff into my room (insert irony here) so I asked if she'd look after some of my stuff for me. She agreed, and much love was felt by me. 

Anyway, one of those boxes contained both my scarves. One is ordinary but nice because it keeps me warm, but the other one is truly amazing. 

Well, with Britain's recent cold snap, I realized I could really do with, well, either of them, so I asked Oma if she'd look for one of them for me. But she didn't. 

She looked for and found both. She packed them into a bag, along with one of my games, a comic book my 'good' tie (I got it free with a shirt, but I've not told her that), and a T-Shirt I forgot I owned. But the point of this entry is...the none ordinary scarf. It's a replica of one of the ones Tom Baker wore during his time as the Doctor!

it's fourteen foot long and is very warm. In other words, it's PERFECT for this weather and, when combined with my military coat (which a nice drunk lady offered to buy off me last night so she could sell it on eBay) and my crutches, makes me look rather...ecclectic! Unfortunately, people who know me expect me to look ecclectic (one of my lecturers at Uni once said "On anyone else, that scarf would look ridiculous, but that I could pull it off) so it's lost a bit of impact, but its still warm and lovely!

Learning from Tom Baker, I mostly store excess length of the scarf in my pocket with my wallet, mobile, iPod and sonic screwdriver. Thank You, Paul Parkes, for buying the scarf for me (i don't have an eBay account, so I bullied him into buying it for me - But I feel I must point out I paid for it)

Live Long and Prosper.

my first blog as a 22 year old.

And all I can think of to say is this:

Don't know why either. I just like it

Live Long and Prosper, folks

my last blog as a 21 year old

And all I could think of  was this:

enjoy folks and have a brilliant day tomorrow!

Live long and Prosper

The Supernatural "Wendigo"

you lucky people! Two Blog entries in one day!
In fact, it's a continuation of a similar story.
So, we finish dinner and depart (the paradoxical spoon in pocket) to a club. We meet up with more people, have fun and generally enjoy ourselves, before "moving onto a nightclub". The "Nightclub" turned into Dave's flat, where we watched How to Train Your Dragon followed by Supernatural. Everyone there proceeded to alarm Dave when we predict the entire story based SOLELY on the first five minutes of the first episode.
All in all, it was a brilliant night, right up until we reached the episode called Wendigo.
Bit of background first off.
A Wendigo is a creature from the Algonquian people. Supposedly, if you're trapped in the woods of Canada and eat the flesh of another human, the Wendigo spirit will take possession of your body, giving you super-strength, immortality and immunity. Sound like a good deal? It's not. It also leaves you with an addiction to Human Flesh and, unlike smoking, you cannot get "beat" this one. You'll keep eating human flesh and the more flesh you eat, the more the Monster takes over you. Sound like fun? Go to Canada with a slow friend and eat him. If it works, let me know. If it doesn't, turn yourself over to the authorities.
Anyway, back to Supernatural.
In the episode, the "Wendigo" looked like this:

 I am sorry BUT THIS IS NOT A WENDIGO! A Wendigo looks like this:

This is basically a Werewolf:

with a lot of these thrown into the mix:

These are Steroids...

It is not THIS:

THAT is this guy:

after he's let himself go, lost his cool tunic and in absolute desperate need of a manicure (Granted, the Master could do with one as well, if I'm honest).
That said, Supernatural is a good series. I enjoyed the episodes I watched and will probably be buying the series on DVD. I fully recommend it to other lovers of a Fantasy series.

Live Long and Prosper

The Paradoxical Spoon

Right, it's Saturday night. I've just proven myself a brilliant source of Doctor Who trivia on a radio show (done by my mate Kerri), and, armed with a group of five other people, dropped the keys off somewhere and gone off in search of food, which, in this case, was of chinese origin.
Now, one long and slightly perilous (back alleys) journey later, we arrive at a Chinese. While some of my dinning companions were making Hobbit Homes out of their rice dishes (and in the case of Heather, an exercising Gandalf), I was rewarded with King Prawn Chow Mein. Delicious it was too!
NOW, throughout my meal, this has remained, unused at my side.

That's a spoon, for the record.
Upon completing my main course, I noticed something rather important.

My Spoon was gone! Now, you normally people would probably assume the Waiter picked it up by accident, but not me. I know the truth. And it all relates to this man:

That's me 12 years in the future for the record. (I don't know why I have grey hair. I just do.). Clearly, in 12 years time, I'm about to eat something, and decided to get a specific spoon. So I went back in time to the present, when I look like this:

to take that specific spoon! BUT WAIT! IT gets better. Upon ordering desert (cheesecake nomnomnomnom) I asked for a spoon. Now, I am convinced that the spoon I recieved is the exact same spoon my future self took! My theory is, 12 years AFTER I went back in time and took the spoon (so 24 years after I've first gone to the Chinese place - and I look like this)

(Again, I don't know why I'm so grey.)
I must've found the spoon and realized that, in order to complete this never ending Time Loop, I need to go back in time AND give the spoon to the waitress. So I went back, gave her the spoon with the specific instructions to give me that spoon, and then gone back to the future happy that I'd completed the Time Loop.
But, ultimately, the important thing is:

(Ocarina of Time fans should remember the "Get Item" theme for that picture).
That's my theory anyway and in 24 years time, I'll tell you if that was the case.
Also, on the radio, apparently my catchphrase is huzzah!

Long Live and Prosper.

New Superhero film

TRAILER OF AWESOME AWESOMENESS!


Am I going to see it?

Let this answer your question

In Brightest Day, In Blackest Night, No Evil shall Escape my Sight. Let those who worship Evil's Might, Beware my Power...GREN LANTERN'S LIGHT!

EDIT: It's been brought to my attention that this above link no longer works...
Live long and Prosper

Announcement Time!

Right, first off! An origin story!

I love Doctor Who!

I also love Music! 

So naturally, I also love the Doctor Who Soundtracks. Well, late one night (or early one morning) I was downloading (LEGALLY FROM AMAZON! I PAID AND EVERYTHING!) the Series 5 Soundtrack. Because it comes through one song at a time, I was listening to ones which had downloaded. Well, the song Fish Custard came on, and I suddenly realized something!

As I mentioned before, I love Doctor Who!

For those of you who WEREN'T paying attentiong earlier

But I love Fish Fingers...

And Custard. 

So why not COMBINE THEM and actually try Fish Custard.
AND because that's not enough for me, I thought, why don't I film it and put it on Youtube! Well, in two weeks, I'd headed up to Scotland with my mate Jeremy (Remember him? He's the one throttling me in a previous entry) to stay with a mutual friend, Kerri. She has already agreed to make me Fish Custard AND to film it, so all you pretty people out there will be able to enjoy me as I (hopefully) eat Fish Custard. 

ALSO!
Unlike Charlieissocool, I will NOT stop if (probably when) it gets disgusting. I will eat ALL the Fish Fingers I am given.

The scene that inspired this little quirk. Ironically, THOSE are NOT fish fingers. He actually ate breaded cakes. LIAR!

My Youtube Account - watch this space for an announcement video, followed by the actual video. ENJOY

Make note of this date in your diary

I was wrong.
First off. No. It isn't the Apocalypse. Daleks, Borg or various other aliens from Science Fiction haven't invaded nor has Nicholas Cage become a truly brilliant actor and it isn't the year 2012 (though the World won't end then either. I've seen it. BRILLIANT YEAR! Bit rubbish for Music though).   
Now onto the admitting to what I was wrong. Well, it all steams down to....this: 

Well, to be more specific, it boiled down to the White one! For those idiots out there who don't know what White is (First off, why are you on the Internet? You should be in School or Jail), I mean This one: 

See, it's pretty. Well, I think it's pretty. ANYWAY, besides the point! A long time ago in a Galaxy far, far away (Well, September and my Gran's living room as opposed to my own) I had just discovered this: 

The recently announced Yellow (or Eternal) Dalek which was exclusive to Hastings in America. At that point, there were only four of them, the Red (Drone), Orange (Scientist) (Another exclusive which came with a Captain Forehead Figure), Blue (Strategist) and that one! I was ranting about the simple fact that we would very likely only be getting the White one (pictured above - go back and look if you're too thick to remember what it looks like) was in a boxset...with the other four which I had painstakingly collected (Getting the Eternal from a friend in America). 


WELL, this was announced today:

This announcement was rumoured for a while on several forums and, in a somewhat surprising and frankly disconcerting twist of fate, it was true. Now before all Doctor Who Figure Forum Users start panicking, I just want to point this out! Look! It's figures of all the Daleks, including the White one! Here's a close-up:

Now, for the admission of my wrongness. Those Figures ARE all being released...seperately. Which means, I can pick up a White Supreme Dalek without gaining any additional extra figures (I've done my Army building for the Paradigm). It also means some people might think I wasted £24.99 on a figure I could've bought for £8.99. 
Well, I didn't. At the time, spending £24.99 looked like the only way I would've have gotten that figure, and it was also worth it to know that I had it before several people...because I'm an Arse like that. 


BUT before you all call me an idiot, let me point out something I was DEFINATELY RIGHT ABOUT: 

On the left (^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^) IS A STONE DALEK! I was right about that!  So don't doubt me, because I am well and truly amazing.

Live long and Prosper. Now away.
ALSO! This is not my mega update. That got cancelled due to me not being arsed to do it.

I'm still alive!

Hello! 

Sorry for the lack of recent updates...all three of you who read this on a regular basis. But this really irritating thing called Reality got in the way of me. Apparently, Reality is like this: 

and not like this, which is what I thought: 

My Gran has a fall, and broke her ankle (Both are back home and healing nicely) so me and Dad have come over to help look after her (Dad more then me. my own health issues keep me from doing much beyond making the odd cup of tea). However, my Aunt and Uncle are about to come back, so my reality viewpoint can return to normal. (The second chart for those of you who've jumped ahead).

Basically, this entry was to let my beloved fanbase (You know who you are) I'm still alive!

Expect a more detailled entry....soonish.
My Beloved Dog Lal has just thrown up what looks like a pile of currents on my Gran's living room floor. Pleasent. Guess what I won't be eating for a while...
If you said Currents, YOU'RE WRONG! LOLOLOLOLOLOL
I won't be eating Pies!

In closing, I have an exciting annoucement. I now have what will become my standard goodbye. 

Live long and Prosper...now go away. 

Much love, peeps! 

PS! idea for Dreams and Reality Charts came from Father Ted. RIP Dermot Morgan!

MY BRILLIANT THOUGHT

We all have days where nothing has happened of major consequence. Where all you do is spend time on the internet looking at lolcats (YAY), listening to music (Africa by ToTo in my case) and half watch/ignore the film a family member has put on (Aliens, put on by Dad). Then some amazing thought that's SO BRILLIANT the time and date should be recorded next to it and become a national...NIGH, an INTERnational Holiday. 
Today, for me, was one of those days.
I had just loled at this lolcat

I'd just finished watching the Back to the Future trilogy

So I started reading about Wolverine (As you do after watching the Back to the Future films in one sitting) and I saw this image! 

Suddenly, it hit me!

IF WOLVERINE'S ENTIRE SKELETON WAS COATED IN ADAMANTIUM...WHY AREN'T HIS TEETH SILVER?! Granted, it would probably spoil his entire image...I mean look at the two pictures below and make your mind up who'd you rather have save you?

And this thought prompted the revealation that has been plaguing me ever since (well, for about ten minutes or so)

I have WAAAAY to much free time on my hands :D


And on that note, I'll part with some very wise words...


If you're gonna remake Clash of the Titans, include the AWESOME METAL OWL! 


Much love

I WAS RIGHT :D :D :D :D

In my last blog entry (its the one below this one. I WON'T GIVE YOU A LINK!) I mentioned the possibility of the Stoned Dalek (I mean Stone) getting released as an action figure.

See, it's become a figure! I was RIGHT! For those of you who can't tell by the arrows (first off, why are you on the Internet?) its the gray Dalek.

I don't know when this pack is being released, but it's got all the Amy figures America never got, and a Stone Roman...impressive...I totally wanted that MORE then any of the other aliens that were at Underhenge when the Pandorica Opened...WIN! (Sarcasm)

The Brand Spanking New Daleks....

....or as I like to call them, the Power Ranger Daleks. Basically, in the recent Doctor Who Episode "Victory of the Daleks", Steven Moffat destroyed Russell T Davis' amazing bronze Daleks

and replaced them with the Rainbow Squad. (pictured below)

Why? Was it because he wanted to cement these Daleks as his own? Perhaps.
Was it because he liked mulit-coloured Daleks? Possibly.

My theory, it was so a toy company could lots and lots of money releasing the same model again and again, but with a different paint scheme.

to prove it, I have photo evidence:

Dalek Drone: £8.99

Dalek Strategist: £8.99

Dalek Scientist: (so far limited to this EXCLUSIVE two-pack, which means I had to buy an Eleven Doctor variant I didn't want) £25.99

and the newly announced Hastings' exclusive Eternal Dalek: Price unknown.

One Figure painted differently four and released four times! It's a rip-off! 

at this time, the Dalek Supreme hasn't been announced, but it'll probably be around £8.99 as well (either that or they'll release them ALL in a set with the EXCLUSIVE Dalek Supreme - I'M WISE TO YOUR GAME, CHARACTER OPTIONS!!). That means good children (and me) have so far paid £53 JUST to get FOUR of the same figure (well, I paid more because I'm what's referred to as an Army Builder-I like having multiple of the same figure).

(SPOILERS)

AND TO ADD INSULT TO INJURY! Steven Moffat had a completely new type of Dalek USING THE SAME DESIGN IN THE FINALE!

All that would be needed for this Dalek to become a figure would be some modifications, and a new paint job and there'll be a SIXTH DALEK VARIANT ON SALE!

That said, I'll still buy them (except the Stone Dalek. I mean, WHY?!) ...Hypocritcal, I know, but I'd rather be a hypocrite then have a blaring hole in my collections! It's why I was so angry with Playmates for a long time. (EZRI DAX! IT WASN'T TOO MUCH TO ASK!!!).

What can I say? Daleks are awesome...even the Power Ranger Ones.
Peace out

Planning upon planning upon planning....

The old saying goes "Be prepared for everything."
But can you really be prepared for everything? I mean, what happened if this happened?

I mean, A Shark fired from the Cannon across an entire city aimed directly with the intention to kill you? Who can predict that? The good people in Apartment 13 did, and this was our (my) solution

The Shark would've landed in our Flat, and then we'd have sorted it out with a giant feline surprise!

Basically, what would've ensued would be a fight of epic proportions! One would've killed the other, and then we'd have had this solution.

Basically, after the giant Snake, we'd have fired many, many mongooses at it, and then scorpions, and then whatever the Hell eats Scorpions, and so on and so forth (Paul, who wasn't pleased about being eaten, told me to shut up at that point and I complied...actually I passed out having had a lot to drink). Basically, by the end, our flat would've been filled to near over-flowing with animal remains.
My point is, you can plan and plan and plan and then something happens which you forgot to plan for, and then you're just screwed, so just live life as it comes and have a good time!
Good thing our Landlords didn't let us have Cannons or pets in the Flat...