I am just about to head out to pick up and pal, then to breakfast, and then the five hour drive to Las Vegas. I’ll be in Vegas Thursday through Saturday returning Sunday, but I don’t know what my internet situation is going to be like so this may be the first break in blogging for year 2012.
Frankly I’m shocked I made it this far into the year without missing a day.
Laters
My work week has ended and in the morning I drive for Vegas.
Air Date: 16 September 1966 Writer(s): William Welch Director: Harry Harris
Summary:
Fresh from the frigid North Atlantic, Doug and Tony tumble aboard a rocket just seconds before blast-off. Hearing the countdown in progress, Doug’s worried that if this is ‘one of those early Canaveral jobs, they could be done for!’ (He doesn’t seem to know that those early Canaveral jobs barely had room for monkeys much less large room compartment for wayward tumbling time travelers.) Continue reading
I have a mind that once it latches onto a puzzle or mystery it doesn’t let go, ever, quitting only when an answer is presented. That doesn’t mean that every second of every day will be spent gnawing the problem, but that problem will resurface in my mind, like debris after a shipwreck, fouling my thought chains at random and often inopportune times.
 Here’s an excellent example. Continue reading
Sunday night was the 100th anniversary of the RMS Titanic disaster and I very nearly gave into the idea of re-watching James Cameron’s Titanic as my Sunday Night Movie, but to do so I would have needed start about 8:00 p.m, because Monday morning comes early enough as it is.
Instead I slipped into the Playstation 3 Ridley Scott’s 1979 masterpiece, Alien. Continue reading
Two weeks ago I went and saw a chiropractor, at my sweetie-wife’s suggestion abut my chronic and severe knee pain. (Some days it would be so bad all I could do would be stay home and ice them.)
Well, I haven’t had any serious flares of pain from my knees in the two weeks since Dr. Mackay  (pronounced Mackai) started treating me. It has been amazing and wonderful. Next weekend, walking around Las vegas will be the acid test.
Here let me get something of my chest; I HATE the term xenomorph as the proper name for the creature featured in the Alien franchise.
Now I fully sympathize with people in that using the word ‘alien’ as a proper name is clumsy to the point of stupidity. Science-fictions, and SF movies are overrun with aliens of ever strip and creed from the Mu-Tants of This Island Earth to Mr. Spock of Star Trek and countless others, so trying call one particular breed of alien, The Alien, make for grammatical suicide. Continue reading
I’m not going to go into details, but my day job today started at a run and stayed at that level all freakin day.
I am bushed. Hopefully I’ll have more for you tomorrow.
So the other night I needed some unwind time and I queued up HULU+ on my big screen T.V. and watched the pilot episode of the single season science-fiction series The Time Tunnel.
The Time Tunnel was created by Irwin Allen, the television producer of such memorable fare such as Lost in Space, Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea, and Land of the Giants. Continue reading