Tuesday, 31 July 2018

Possibly The Most Thoughtful Gift I'll Ever Get

So on Sunday, my two best friends skipped off to London to go to the Film and Comic Con (without me)

Artist's Impression Of What That Looked Like
(I don't know that they held hands but I can't see why they wouldn't have)
(...I haven't drawn these characters in a long time and I didn't super look up what they're supposed to look like before I drew this)
(I'm pretty lazy)

 (I mean, they did ask if I wanted to go, but I was super busy defrosting the freezer).

The Housemate said he'd bring me back a souvenir, although I called after him that he didn't have to, although I don't know if he heard because I was still in bed at the time.  Did I mention lazy?

And it turns out that he got me what is actually probably the most thoughtful gift anyone has ever got for me.

Not this.
He got me these and they're cool, but they're not what I'm talking about.

This.  This is what he got me:


He met Peter Davison and paid to have Peter Davison sign MY Campion DVD to ME. So I was saved the stress of having to talk to a stranger and either freezing up or babbling incoherently and had the disappointment of not being able to meet Peter Davison softened because now Peter Davison has been made aware in some small form of my existence, and he knows that I think Campion is awesome and I know that he was pleased to know that people think Campion is awesome and that's an all round pretty good deal to get out of a situation where you only find out the night before that an actor you think is great is going to a thing you can't go to and also don't want to go to because crowds give me anxiety.  I mean, I've known friends before who have met actors I really like, and not one of them has ever asked them to sign an autograph to me.  This was just such a thoughtful gesture (and also means I'm never going to be able to repay it).


But you know, I can actually open the freezer drawers now so that's good too.



Monday, 30 July 2018

Musical Monday #173

In Sarah's defence, they do try to remove her head before she chucks theirs away.

Chilly Down from Labyrinth

I reckon these are probably the most nightmarish things in the movie.  What do you think?


Monday, 23 July 2018

Musical Monday #172

I always wonder what I'm missing in this scene.  Who IS that guy with the key?  I know the other guy is Mary's boring date, but who is this random guy with evil plan and means to execute it?  What does he care about George and Mary?

Charleston Contest from It’s A Wonderful Life

Monday, 16 July 2018

Musical Monday #171


Buttload Of Cats from Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, episode 'Trent?!'


Wednesday, 11 July 2018

What don't dreams make?

Dreams don't make good stories.

DREAMS.  DON'T  make good stories.

So I'm having a major sort out of all the rubbish in the room, and I came across an envelope on which I had scrawled some kind of story idea.  Reading it over, I'm pretty sure it was a dream, and having awakened and thought it brilliant, I'd hurriedly jotted it down before it drifted away into the mists of wakeful obscurity.

This is it:

A – cop looking for F
B – junior cop helping A + D’s dad
C – crook + F’s dad
D – servant of C
E – doctor, married to A? or other
F – girl daughter of C
G – step brother of F

C took car
D was on bike
E on motorbike

Love?
D+F
F+G
G+E
E+D

At end A+B waiting for C to move
C waiting
D+E still out looking for C
F+G left at home, no one else come back

Except that the handwritten version was in more of a grid shape and there were a couple of gaps where a piece of information had already blinked out of existence in my memory.

I mean... what is that?  How is that a story?

I am never going to do ANYTHING with that.  In the recycling it goes.  You know what, aspiring writers out there, you want this amazing story idea?  You have it.

DREAMS DON'T MAKE GOOD STORIES.




Have you ever done anything productive with a dream?


Monday, 9 July 2018

Musical Monday #170

I saw Follies last year (was it last year?  I think it was just before Xmas...) which is the show this song is from originally, but in that it's just a bit in a montage, though one imagines it has been used throughout auditions across the world ever since (as this version references).

Broadway Baby from Hey, Mr Producer! 

Monday, 2 July 2018

Musical Monday #169

When you sell your friend (cousin? brother?) to pay for a meal, and then get haunted by your Aunt Lucy who  on her death bed asked you to take care of him, obviously the best way to find him again is to aimlessly wander around the streets singing his favourite song.  If you're Bing Crosby, anyway.  Any excuse, am I right?

Ain’t Got A Dime To My Name from Road To Morocco