This evening at 10:00 p.m. EDT airs the annual Doctor Madblood’s Halloween Scream at whro.org/madblood. This year’s movie will be the director’s cut of the original Night of the Living Dead.
Zombies! The Shambling Dead! How cool is that??
To me, the skits involving the Madblood gang are the best part, but the movie is okay as well if you like the quintessential film by George Romero! The skits take place at Madblood Manor, the home of retired mad scientist Doctor Maximillian Madblood and his monsters.
Pungo Virginia’s resident vampire, Count Lacudra (Dracula spelled sideways 🙂 ) makes an appearance, as Madblood characters lighten the movie segments with humor.
A certain Ninth Doctor impersonator does not appear in the skits, only during the costume party scenes, which are very brief. There are Daleks though, thankfully not encountered by said Ninth Doctor impersonator, as being exterminated by an angry Dalek with only the Sonic as a defense would have been unpleasant. They were made of wood, and the Sonic doesn’t work on wood!
The other cosplayers, though, were brilliant, funny, and very nice people who made the early evening of September 25 enormously fun and memorable.
G’day! I had the cosplay session at the studio on the 25th of last month, but I neglected to take pics! Here is one that the parental unit took before filming began (I look old, just short of 900 years, I think!):
But the filming went well, and the episode should air on the 29th of this month, the Saturday before Halloween. I’ll post links to it on social media, including the next Astrophenia for this blog before regular posting ends. Stay cool, or warm, depending on your hemisphere of residence, and as always…
Welp, I’m a week off for this, as life issues and events prevented posting over the weekend, and the diabolical Mister Eccles is not happy with me! I had a game last Caturday, while this last Sunday, the cosplay event happened. There, I discovered that I’m not camera-shy even with nigh-crippling stage-fright. There’s something about not seeing the audience directly that allays the terror. I had an awesome time, and both the set crew and other cosplayers were “…fantasic, absolutely fantastic…”* Recording lasted only about 90 minutes, and the Ninth Doctor’s duster I wore was just right for the room temperature, adjusted downward to protect the equipment from overheating. The camera crew was stellar, and all on set got exactly the right instructions to minimize the number of retakes. I’ll post links to the show on this blog and other social media when it airs later this month. So now, I’m back to study, and there is much catching up to do. Please have a glorious October. I have something special planned for the 31st of this month, with posts in between, and I’ll see you between now and then.
Tf. Tk. Tts.
*a partial quote from Chris Eccleston’s Ninth Doctor near the end of the 2005 season finale episode, “The Parting of the Ways,” as Nine says his goodbyes to Billie Piper’s character Rose Tyler just before regenerating into Dave Tennant’s Tenth Doctor. Time Lords do that.
Another week gone by so soon? Meh! From Monday onward, it’s been a productive time, with much getting done. The Ninth Doctor duster has come in, with pics to follow once I assemble all parts of the outfit and draft a family member or friend to take photos. So the jacket and Sonic are here, and what remains to be added are the other components of the Ninth Doctor’s garb. Here’s the jacket at its temporary home on my bedroom door’s coat hanger:
As you can see, it’s a bit less well-worn than Eccleston’s jacket in Doctor Who…but it’s authentic, and real leather. I tried taking selfies with it on using my laptop through the Photo Booth app, but the shirt I wore under it didn’t want to cooperate, and neither did the effects or the lighting conditions.
I’m currently listening to a series of Great Courses lectures on the history and ideas of Anglo-American conservatism, and finding it quite interesting, though hardly life-changing. Understanding the ‘other side’s’ political ideas of the present through the context of history is illuminating on a number of levels, and a good cure for political polarization, even with much remaining to disagree on however successfully following the arguments involved.
Starting with the Glorious Revolution of the 17th century and leading up to about the year 2001, the course discusses a number of different ideas more or less, often much less, sometimes closely, unified by the objective of maintaining social stability and order, sometimes over personal freedoms or individual justice, but this varies considerably. I’m on the last lecture of the fifth disc out of a set of six, and will probably post a full review on this blog once I work out a suitable draft.
This week was the time for the Perseid meteor showers, an event I sadly missed from the profoundly annoying persistence of cloudy night skies, and the resident inebriated from the local pub. But all was not lost: as I type this, I’m involved in a GURPS game with the gang as our characters engage in a bit of literal rocket science, with a super-tech edge. It’s all part of our diabolical plan…Heh, heh, heh!
Beside that, I’ve been importing more video posts over to the new blog venue over the last couple of evenings, and have saved as drafts this site’s pages over there as well. I’ll publish those after editing and updating them for their new home. Have an excellent weekend as Sunday rears its dire head, and as (almost) always…
This fortnight I thought I’d do something a long time in coming, my first piece of Lyapunov’s Children fiction. I think it would be best if I build the setting piece by piece, one story at a time. It’s a far cry from Gods of Terra, with almost none of the Lovecraftian in it, but better for it still.
Tf. Tk. Tts.
Laksima stood at her watch-station on the old vessel, a sublight colony ship sent out from the sacred mother planet thousands of cycles ago. She was not one of the old humans, but those were few and far between now. No, she was something different, something new. The conditions of deep space had altered the genome of the descendants of the original crew, creating another daughter species of now-archaic Homo sapiens.
Humans, that ancient species whose technological developments led to the full flowering of post-human descent, spreading from beyond sacred Earth to the stars.
Laksima was to keep watch at the monitor for any signs of cometary bodies, chunks of rock and dirty ice that could pulverize the rickety, ancient vessel on impact. The ship had just entered the Oort cloud of the target system, tail-first while decelerating since mid-journey.
There was something wrong with the virtual display, icons dancing across her vision as the ship slipped between distant icy fragments this far out from the system’s stellar primary. There was something wrong because ice fragments were not supposed to move this way. There were laws of orbital mechanics they had to obey, and yet they were not.
A quick scan revealed a dense core to one of the bodies, tens of thousands of kilometers out, and closing quickly. Whatever it was, it was not a chunk of comet, nor did it seem to approach at an attack vector, and it was slowing down. Laksima ran through the checklist of options available, chose to scan it for signs of alien tech.
Humanity’s descendants had encountered the remains of alien civilizations before, at least twice, both in ruins, with one of them reduced to savagery and the other mercifully extinct.
The object, whatever it was, was radiating strongly in terahertz frequencies, and in bursts of shortwave radio, an ancient but workable communications medium. It was some kind of artifact, and it was transmitting. Ship’s dedicated computer systems, optimized for linguistic analysis, were engaged. It was ancient, but human in origin. And this was its message:
We were the colonists of New Hibernia. Whoever you are, if you get this, welcome to what was once our home. May you make it a better one than we did, squandering its bounty in our greed and stupidity.
Good evening! I’m posting this some hours later than I’d like, as last night I had a fantastic game session and dinner party with my GURPS group, finishing up the prequel to our AEON superhero campaign, and getting our baptism of fire in a major battle. Twitterer @Ravenpenny was our GM for the session.
This fortnight, Juno is still in the news, with the spacecraft’s settling into orbit around Jupiter and sending us our first clear views of the giant planet in a long time.
I’m still importing video posts to Blogger, though keeping most on this site, save junk posts and expired videos and images. I’m considering not abandoning this site entirely, but posting infrequently, say once a fortnight or month, depending on my personal schedule for posting on Blogger. For those of you without Blogger who want to keep up with my posts there, I’ll set up an RSS link and email subscription box on The Collect Call, so you can get updates in your feed or inbox, as I do with several of the Blogger sites I follow. I’ll do that once regular posting is underway there in November.