Cameron has just won again. Online live Scrabble is proving to be a bit of an addiction. I'm going to have to finish it though especially since I cannot seem to win one game unless the online player vanishes for over 4 weeks.
Barry, Diana, Cameron and myself have been playing since Cameron first stumbled across it a few months ago in his wanderings round the world of facebook. A great online version of the classic game but with loads of help consisting of a rather helpful dictionary and a two letter word list which are great for when your in a tight spot. Barry entertains himself in games by coming up with words that sound very much like abuse or swear words whilst Cameron merely growls abuse when you gain 63 points by adding one letter on to one of his well thought out words and then advertise it on the facebook home page as your own impressive scrabble achievement. He still won the game though so I don't know what he's complaining about...
Cameron likes complaining though. He was complaining the other day about the end of Lost for instance, the tv series that has attracted, beguiled, confused, repelled and infuriated so many over the past six years.
Ka and myself had been devoted followers, looking forward to a revelatory ending on Friday night, staying in with a big bowl of crisps and a couple of beers to find out the answers. Some people do look for answers at the bottom of beer bottles and some may have been better off doing so. We certainly thought the writers had been at times anyway. However, it was a great ending to a great series, in my opinion, bringing a fitting conclusion to the stories of the crash survivors. Some dying on the mysterious island, some escaping with the help of a handily undrownable pilot, but all, apparently, ending up in the same afterlife storyline which had been running through the whole of season 6 in flashback form. The one thing that was not explained in the final episode was, of course, the island itself. How it came into being, why it had the powers it had, what the mystical tunnel was all about, how it was able to seemingly shift through time and space like some kind of geological time machine and where the hell the lighthouse popped up from? With these questions, and many others, still left unanswered, the ending to the series was never going to please everyone, especially Cameron.
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Rabu, 02 Juni 2010
Rabu, 10 Maret 2010
John Barrowman and the profiteroles
Auntie Sydney was in Uddingston on Saturday for a visit so that was sufficient reason enough for a visit to the McGarvas.
What we thought was going to be a late lunch turned out to be dinner with Dougie's homemade soup, followed by roast beef, potatoes and gravy and a fantastic sticky toffee pudding for dessert, hot and made complete with a dollop of ice cream. Conversations ranged from Lost, John Barrowman and Dirty dancing to Carte Dor and how profiteroles look like boobs. Well, the latter was not really a conversation, as such, it was a fact whispered by Jillian to Colin who then blurted it out, for all the hear, much to his girlfriend's embarrassment. As she complained about Colin's big mouth we told her not to be silly. Jillian was among family. It's okay to say these things. It's perfectly normal to consider the visual similarities between breasts and choclate covered cream puffs... So we progressed through the remainder of pudding until all the food was gone and as our bellies started digesting the conversation descended into silence which was swiftly broken after only a couple of moments by Dougie's "Any boobs left?".
We then retired to the lounge where we all lay around in various states of fullness watching Harry Hill taking the mickey out of the week's television.
Ka became insanely jealous upon hearing the revelation that Jillian and Colin are going to see John Barrowman in the Royal Concert Hall in October. Yep, you read right. John Barrowman. The crazy stage and screen star with the giant grin who, for a time there, seemed to appear on every tv programme bar crimewatch (though that's probably just a matter of time!).
So Ka has decided she must have tickets for John Barrowman as her birthday gift. I suggested Jillian and Ka just go together and I take Colin to the pub, but her brother seemed, rather oddly, a little reluctant to give up his ticket. Which is fine. I'm sure John Barrowman is perfectly entertaining live and loud, rather like a gay Brian Blessed. You'd hear him before you seen him.
In true John Barrowman style Colin then proceeded a Karaoke attempt. 'Bed of Roses' was his chosen track after finding no John Barrowman songs available for karaoke. Unfortunately Colin was forced to switch it off halfway through due to Ka and Jillian's refusal to stop talking and listen to his fabulous singing voice. They obviously had no idea what they were missing. I'm sure Colin will get the chance to sing with John in the Concert Hall in October though... something I'm going to have to talk Ka into missing.
What we thought was going to be a late lunch turned out to be dinner with Dougie's homemade soup, followed by roast beef, potatoes and gravy and a fantastic sticky toffee pudding for dessert, hot and made complete with a dollop of ice cream. Conversations ranged from Lost, John Barrowman and Dirty dancing to Carte Dor and how profiteroles look like boobs. Well, the latter was not really a conversation, as such, it was a fact whispered by Jillian to Colin who then blurted it out, for all the hear, much to his girlfriend's embarrassment. As she complained about Colin's big mouth we told her not to be silly. Jillian was among family. It's okay to say these things. It's perfectly normal to consider the visual similarities between breasts and choclate covered cream puffs... So we progressed through the remainder of pudding until all the food was gone and as our bellies started digesting the conversation descended into silence which was swiftly broken after only a couple of moments by Dougie's "Any boobs left?".
We then retired to the lounge where we all lay around in various states of fullness watching Harry Hill taking the mickey out of the week's television.
Ka became insanely jealous upon hearing the revelation that Jillian and Colin are going to see John Barrowman in the Royal Concert Hall in October. Yep, you read right. John Barrowman. The crazy stage and screen star with the giant grin who, for a time there, seemed to appear on every tv programme bar crimewatch (though that's probably just a matter of time!).
So Ka has decided she must have tickets for John Barrowman as her birthday gift. I suggested Jillian and Ka just go together and I take Colin to the pub, but her brother seemed, rather oddly, a little reluctant to give up his ticket. Which is fine. I'm sure John Barrowman is perfectly entertaining live and loud, rather like a gay Brian Blessed. You'd hear him before you seen him.
In true John Barrowman style Colin then proceeded a Karaoke attempt. 'Bed of Roses' was his chosen track after finding no John Barrowman songs available for karaoke. Unfortunately Colin was forced to switch it off halfway through due to Ka and Jillian's refusal to stop talking and listen to his fabulous singing voice. They obviously had no idea what they were missing. I'm sure Colin will get the chance to sing with John in the Concert Hall in October though... something I'm going to have to talk Ka into missing.
Selasa, 27 Januari 2009
No man is an island
Kenny is in charge of my stag night. I'm worried. My brother, being the best man, is now taking email addresses to try and get some suggestions off folk for my stag night, weekend, or week. A while back Chaz suggested Las Vegas. Other suggestions have been Estonia (Uncle Jim) and Magalluf (Kenny himself). I think most of these have been ruled out due to budget constraints. On mentioning a stag night at teabreak, DVD Andy came up with a cheaper suggestion. A pub at the end of his road. It does a good pint apparently. Not wishing to cause offence I nodded politely and said I'd suggest it to my brother. Gareth came up with a rather novel idea. He'd heard of a friends friend doing this. Basically you hire a dwarf for £800 and handcuff him to the groom. The dwarf will then, inevitably, have to follow the groom around everywhere he goes on that night. It's difficult to believe such a hiring service exists but he assures me it's true.
Degrading, strange and surely uncomfortable for the parties involved. But then so is the horribly traditional hiring of a stripper. I've just googled it and apparently, in some cases, the dwarf is painted blue and dressed as a smurf. I've heard of being handcuffed to a lamp post, but a dwarf..? Very odd.
Talking of odd, Lost is back on our tv screens! At last. I've missed it. A lot of people got fed up after half a season but I honestly reckon it's the best thing on tv. It's definately veering into science fiction territory now though which I suspect a lot of the more 'normal' or casual viewers may get a little inpatient and disappointed about. I was quite surprised when there was a bit of a backlash a few seasons ago when it dawned on the viewing public this may not be a normal tale of a bunch of survivors on a desert island. In what way had the viewers not suspected as much after watching the first few episodes. Polar bears in the jungle, dead people getting out their coffins, smoke monsters chasing survivors. Not exactly straight laced drama was it? Always veering on the crazy with some of these incidents, the show has always kept its feet on the ground with the performances of the brilliant cast members. Interesting, troubled,
tortured, human characters brought to life by the likes of Matthew Fox, Terry O'Quinn, Dominic Monaghan, Naveen Andrews and Michael Emerson to mention only a few. All great actors who, along with the great writers, have created and shaped these characters, fleshing them out with very different yet sometimes interweaving stories, constantly haunted by aspects of their past, present, and future, as they struggle to get free of the island and it's strange powers.
Not entirely unlike the old sixties show 'The Prisoner' which was another favourite of mine in the nineties when I watched it all on DVD around 27 years after its original transmission. Starring Patrick McGoohan,
who sadly died two weeks ago week, the show was about a man who had resigned in his position as spy or agent of some kind in london and was almost immediately kidnapped and held captive in a strange and mysterious location known enigmatically as the Village. Many of the themes are very similar to Lost. The psychological drama that the characters go through together with the science fiction elements of each of the shows' which are different, but still deal with strange, seemingly other worldly forces, mysterious leaders and scrutinized, controlled locations. It will be interesting to see how the new, modern, version of The Prisoner, in production at the moment, will work. The Prisoner awakens in a strange place, wearing odd clothes,
being asked countless questions by a unsympathetic authority figure, all the time looking for some kind of an escape. Not unlike the day following a stag night, I suspect.
Degrading, strange and surely uncomfortable for the parties involved. But then so is the horribly traditional hiring of a stripper. I've just googled it and apparently, in some cases, the dwarf is painted blue and dressed as a smurf. I've heard of being handcuffed to a lamp post, but a dwarf..? Very odd.
Talking of odd, Lost is back on our tv screens! At last. I've missed it. A lot of people got fed up after half a season but I honestly reckon it's the best thing on tv. It's definately veering into science fiction territory now though which I suspect a lot of the more 'normal' or casual viewers may get a little inpatient and disappointed about. I was quite surprised when there was a bit of a backlash a few seasons ago when it dawned on the viewing public this may not be a normal tale of a bunch of survivors on a desert island. In what way had the viewers not suspected as much after watching the first few episodes. Polar bears in the jungle, dead people getting out their coffins, smoke monsters chasing survivors. Not exactly straight laced drama was it? Always veering on the crazy with some of these incidents, the show has always kept its feet on the ground with the performances of the brilliant cast members. Interesting, troubled,
tortured, human characters brought to life by the likes of Matthew Fox, Terry O'Quinn, Dominic Monaghan, Naveen Andrews and Michael Emerson to mention only a few. All great actors who, along with the great writers, have created and shaped these characters, fleshing them out with very different yet sometimes interweaving stories, constantly haunted by aspects of their past, present, and future, as they struggle to get free of the island and it's strange powers.
Not entirely unlike the old sixties show 'The Prisoner' which was another favourite of mine in the nineties when I watched it all on DVD around 27 years after its original transmission. Starring Patrick McGoohan,
who sadly died two weeks ago week, the show was about a man who had resigned in his position as spy or agent of some kind in london and was almost immediately kidnapped and held captive in a strange and mysterious location known enigmatically as the Village. Many of the themes are very similar to Lost. The psychological drama that the characters go through together with the science fiction elements of each of the shows' which are different, but still deal with strange, seemingly other worldly forces, mysterious leaders and scrutinized, controlled locations. It will be interesting to see how the new, modern, version of The Prisoner, in production at the moment, will work. The Prisoner awakens in a strange place, wearing odd clothes,being asked countless questions by a unsympathetic authority figure, all the time looking for some kind of an escape. Not unlike the day following a stag night, I suspect.
Selasa, 10 Juni 2008
Television man
The Apprentice finally tomorrow night folks! Don't miss it!
I've got a sneaky suspicion Claire is going to win it but I'm supporting Lee as he seems the most grounded, hard working and easy going guy out of them - out of all sixteen of them! Even though he exaggerated slightly on his CV and obviously had a problem with the spellchecker, either that or he just can't spell! He was also a bit nervy on the presentation side of things but hopefully he'll get over that for the final task. Thought Raef was also very good but alas he did not make it this far. Although Claire has got this far she was the instantly dislikable one for me at the start of the series but has since apparently changed... or so she is leading everyone to believe. Don't think Helene is up to much at all - does she have ANY memorable moments from the series at all? Alex is a bit smarmy and full of himself and plays the 'I'm so young' card way too often so Lee is Sugar's best man for the job in my opinion.
Whilst I'm babbling about tv, is anyone watching the current series of Doctor Who? Or are there any followers of Lost out there? How about Heroes? I sound like a telly addict now but they are really the only programs I watch! Lost leaving a big gap on Monday nights now as its current series has just come to yet another cliffhanger ending, leaving us, the poor, desperate viewer without more answers for another year! Damn you J.J. Abrams! Damn you to hell! (If the Island is Hell that is...?)
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