Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Septic Tanks

The NYT:
The show followed the adventures of a time-traveling character whose spaceship was cunningly disguised as an old-fashioned telephone booth and who saved the universe by means of immortality, brilliance, a mordant sense of humor and an array of useful enemy-thwarting devices. It remained on the air in one form or another until 1989, the potential awkwardness of having a succession of different actors in the title role explained airily away by the Doctor’s ability to morph into a different body every few years.
Telephone booth! Ignoramus.

Passport to Pimlico lives again

If there's not a movie in that....

From tpm:

The 62-year-old Crown Prince was himself born in exile, although not technically. In the sort of diplomatic maneuvering that seems entirely of a different age, the British government in the 1940s went to great lengths to assure that Alexander II would be born on Yugoslav soil, according to the Crown Prince's official bio:

On 17 July 1945 while living in Claridge's Hotel, Queen Alexandra gave birth to a son - HRH Crown Prince Alexander II of Yugoslavia. Crown Prince Alexander, the heir to the throne, was born on Yugoslav territory as the British Government under the orders of the Prime Minister Sir Winston Churchill declared suite 212 in Claridge's Hotel Yugoslav territory. His Holiness Patriarch Gavrilo of Serbia baptized the newborn Crown Prince in Westminster Abbey with Godparents King George VI and HRH Princess Elizabeth (now HM The Queen Elizabeth II).

A Brit I've met here wondered aloud if that designation of Suite 212 in Claridges has ever been revoked. A very good question. If not, would that make it the only Yugoslavia that still exists?

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

My Phair lady

Went to see My Fair Lady (Australian Opera) last night. Much as remembered, but the query emerges: of what was Henry Higgins a Professor, and where? He lives in London, so the University of London must be his employer, but he never seems to do any professing - he can take six months off without a qualm. Were there any professors of linguistics at the time? Henry Sweet, the assumed model, never got to be a professor anywhere.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

More Indiana

Leaving the politics out of it for the moment, the objectionalities in Crystal Skull were
* Unnecessary complication
Can anybody actually map the path of the crystal skull? I still don't know whether it was in Oxley's possession before or after it was in the government warehouse, if it ever was.
*insufficient thought
And why did the government build their most vital storehouse five miles maximum from an atomic bomb testing site? I would have thought that that would have pissed off the Ark of the Covenant and given everybody hemorrhoids (see 1 Samuel six; it really wasn't like Raiders at all).
And if the alien wanted to leave the planet but couldn't do it unless all the skulls were together, why hadn't it/they left when all the skulls were together last time, before one was stolen by the spaniards?
And if the aliens were in fact keen collectors of ancient artifacts, why didn't they put them in a part of the spaceship that wouldn't be destroyed by the stresses of takeoff?
And if there were only thirteen skeletons, what did the Roswell reference refer to anyway? Who were those copses?
*rotten mcguffin
The story was that whoever returned the skull got the power. They returned the skull, and nobody got the power.

Actually, my main disappointment was that we only got to see inside one other box from the warehouse, and that was one we already knew. What about Captain America's shield, or the Independence Day spaceship, or Cthulu? There was a marvellous site that listed possible crate nominees, but I've lost it.

Thursday, May 22, 2008


Is this Leak cartoon from last week's Australian one of the most racist outbursts since the Parramatta riots? Or the Lambing Flat riots, come to that?

Monday, May 19, 2008

Old Posts

I have now got irretrievably snarled with password/username forgettery with regard to blogspot: I realise now that I have for the past eight years at least relied upon the "remember this password' provision on my computers, and I've just changed computers both at home and at work and have thus lost my automatic entries. The easiest way out seems to be to start a new blog and link it back to the old one.

So if anyone wants to read posts older than today go to http://livetoad.blogspot.com/. I suppose I should also conemplate the possibility of someone coming off the old site and wanting to find this one: so should add google tag - A live toad every morning.