I’m quite pleased Michelle likes the new Doctor Who (and the classic stuff, too). The other day she was eating noodles, and kept hanging a big bunch out of her mouth saying, “look, I’m an Ood”.

Sudden power loss and signal drops does not a happy customer make.

Much though I love Doctor Who and have for many, many years (1975 or 1976 to be exact), there’s one thing that can be said… the incidental music has always been a bit… clanky. It’s too loud, it’s crude, jarring… but… I own all the soundtracks anyway.

While it might be amusing, it isn’t my policy to bring notice about every evangelical to be arrested, but this one is particularly satisfying. (It’s too much to hope that they’d all be put in jail.)

No, this isn’t a blatant attempt to drive traffic towards my eBay auction, but it is an interesting experiment.Two weeks ago, I put these speakers up for auction. They’re a really nice, used pair of Bose 901s, and they sold for about $583, which I consider to be a low figure, but, hey, you get what ya get.

Happiness is a warm dinosaur.

You see? Science and blinkered superstition can get along just fine, as long as you don’t question the church’s cash cow.

How cool is this? (Unless you were on this train, that is.) 81 years ago this train is stuck in the collapse of a tunnel and now they might dig it out. Perhaps they’ll finally be able to deliver those old letters that were bound to be in the mail car?

I just haven’t had much time lately, so have I got a backlog of stuff… guess I’m going to post it in condensed form, otherwise, I’d be typing all month.

They say there’s no such thing as bad publicity, but really, perhaps Jackie Chan needs to consider stopping drinking?