Friday, October 25, 2013
Keep Your Priorities Straight
Most important about fandom are the fans. It's true, else it would've been called "idoldom". Just a heads up, sort of: Becky Heineke: http://thebchannel.blogspot.nl/2013/09/no-offense-intended-jake-fanz.html?showComment=1382714732298
Alan or Brent?
I'm sure I posted this before as well, but I don't care, cause this my freakin' blog:
Reason why:
This pits Alan (Rickman) versus Brent (Spiner...obviously). This idea never even occurred to me. When I found it about a month ago, I was flabbergasted.
We've got an 'A' and a 'B' now, let's see if we've got the alphabet complete by now:
'C' for Colin (Baker)...
'D' for .....hmmm....can't think of anyone starting with 'D'...
footnote: there's a Snape versus Data as well.
Reason why:
This pits Alan (Rickman) versus Brent (Spiner...obviously). This idea never even occurred to me. When I found it about a month ago, I was flabbergasted.
We've got an 'A' and a 'B' now, let's see if we've got the alphabet complete by now:
'C' for Colin (Baker)...
'D' for .....hmmm....can't think of anyone starting with 'D'...
footnote: there's a Snape versus Data as well.
Data and data
The title of this post is not completely applicable, it just sounded nice.
First "Data". We're about three or four months into this fandom and I start to understand my own position in it. I'm almost just a bystander. I'm looking in from a distance. I'm sure Brent's fans are nice and sane women, but when I read how they talk about him...welll, it's a bit too much for me. I'm past that station. Also, I found out that I absolutely love "Data", not "Brent". Data is all sweet and innocent, everything that Brent is not. Not a bad thing, just an observation.
I'm sure I dished this one out before, but this is pretty much it: A fan about Brent at a convention:
Paraphrased: "When you see him sitting there behind his table, you know you've got Lore, not Data."
Onto the "data". It's not exactly the "data", it's more the system integration. And when you're talking about system integration, at some point you get to talk about the "data". I considered writing "Data" in every document, instead of "data", because it amused me. When putting this in action, I found out I actually never write "data", but rather the Dutch equivalent "gegevens". So I abondoned that resolution.
Quite a few rather big projects have started in my team or are about to start. I'm involved in a few of them. Actually, when it comes to writing the required designs for these projects, I'm probably going to be involved in most of these projects. Anyway, there's definately one big project that has been loaded onto my plate. I actually took the effort of setting up a whole project to do it. Something I haven't done since my internships for college.
I'm sure I wrote before, since my colleague is slowly moving towards a different function, I'm taking all the projects he used to do. My manager's and his faith in me is still a little nerve racking. However, I'm going to approach this something like I did my internships, then I should be all right.
Such a shame my energy reserves are the lowest at this point of the year. I need to take a break, not only to refuel, but also because I have too many hours left to spend on sparetime. If I don't take them this year, I'll lose them completely. I'm also planning to take a prolongued Christmas break. All of that I still have to ask permission for.
Still not up to post count for the day of the month, but I think I bored you enough for today.
One bone I'd like to throw out to you; another Star Trek Next Gen / Doctor Who crossover. Data and the TARDIS. How would their relationship develop since they are both machines in essence, but with a clear mind of their own?
First "Data". We're about three or four months into this fandom and I start to understand my own position in it. I'm almost just a bystander. I'm looking in from a distance. I'm sure Brent's fans are nice and sane women, but when I read how they talk about him...welll, it's a bit too much for me. I'm past that station. Also, I found out that I absolutely love "Data", not "Brent". Data is all sweet and innocent, everything that Brent is not. Not a bad thing, just an observation.
I'm sure I dished this one out before, but this is pretty much it: A fan about Brent at a convention:
Paraphrased: "When you see him sitting there behind his table, you know you've got Lore, not Data."
Onto the "data". It's not exactly the "data", it's more the system integration. And when you're talking about system integration, at some point you get to talk about the "data". I considered writing "Data" in every document, instead of "data", because it amused me. When putting this in action, I found out I actually never write "data", but rather the Dutch equivalent "gegevens". So I abondoned that resolution.
Quite a few rather big projects have started in my team or are about to start. I'm involved in a few of them. Actually, when it comes to writing the required designs for these projects, I'm probably going to be involved in most of these projects. Anyway, there's definately one big project that has been loaded onto my plate. I actually took the effort of setting up a whole project to do it. Something I haven't done since my internships for college.
I'm sure I wrote before, since my colleague is slowly moving towards a different function, I'm taking all the projects he used to do. My manager's and his faith in me is still a little nerve racking. However, I'm going to approach this something like I did my internships, then I should be all right.
Such a shame my energy reserves are the lowest at this point of the year. I need to take a break, not only to refuel, but also because I have too many hours left to spend on sparetime. If I don't take them this year, I'll lose them completely. I'm also planning to take a prolongued Christmas break. All of that I still have to ask permission for.
Still not up to post count for the day of the month, but I think I bored you enough for today.
One bone I'd like to throw out to you; another Star Trek Next Gen / Doctor Who crossover. Data and the TARDIS. How would their relationship develop since they are both machines in essence, but with a clear mind of their own?
Move On
Sometimes you just need a push in the back. Sometimes you just need the right words uttered at you. And sometimes you just have to get off your lazy backside and do something.
I’m still leaning heavily on “Sunday in the Park with George”. Especially on the song “Move on”, because in that song are the words I need. Now I only need to get off my lazy backside and do something.
A few phrases:
Stop worrying if your vision
Is new
Let others make that decision-
They usually do
You keep moving on
...
Look at what you've done,
Then at what you want,
Not at where you are,
What you'll be
I need to move on. Keep learning, keep developing, keep trying new avenues. Do where my heart sings to, no matter if it's new or not. I knew that already...Sometimes you just need to be reminded....
I can only apologies to myself, because it's only me holding back and standing still. Nobody else really cares or knows what I should do...
Here goes...
I’m still leaning heavily on “Sunday in the Park with George”. Especially on the song “Move on”, because in that song are the words I need. Now I only need to get off my lazy backside and do something.
A few phrases:
Stop worrying if your vision
Is new
Let others make that decision-
They usually do
You keep moving on
...
Look at what you've done,
Then at what you want,
Not at where you are,
What you'll be
I need to move on. Keep learning, keep developing, keep trying new avenues. Do where my heart sings to, no matter if it's new or not. I knew that already...Sometimes you just need to be reminded....
I can only apologies to myself, because it's only me holding back and standing still. Nobody else really cares or knows what I should do...
Here goes...
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Friday, October 18, 2013
Attempt Reading Brent Tweets
Got nearly halfway through, then gave up. Not funny, not even mildly interesting.
This post is not funny either. I don't care. Thought I should say something about those tweets. Now I did I can move on.
....
Moving on.....
This post is not funny either. I don't care. Thought I should say something about those tweets. Now I did I can move on.
....
Moving on.....
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Brent Tweets
Something I wanted to read for a long time now, but since I've seen how long it went on, I'm not so sure anymore.
Also, I'm only posting it here, because it seemed funnier than emailing myself to remind myself. That might be, however, a dreadful error in judgement, since I'm also getting drunk right now. Anyway, here goes:
Brent's story begins on March 28, 2009.
I'm thinking of going into rehab. I'm not addicted to anything, but I think it's good way to jumpstart an acting career.
5:40 PM Mar 28th
I'm now writing from the Betty White Clinic. Group session. We have to say what we think is wrong with us. I'm saying, "bad agent".
11:34 AM Mar 29th
Watched "Family Guy" in the rec room with the other prisoners...er, patients. They seem to think I'd get more work if I was a cartoon.
9:15 PM Mar 29th
Looks like I'm not the only one here with this idea. I saw James Woods playing ping-pong last night.
9:18 AM Mar 30th
Had my first solo therapy session in the Allen Ludden, "Password" room. Cute therapist. Couldn't decide whether to give or receive.
10:45 AM Mar 30th
Thankfully, that session ended before the "lightening round". I'm going to take a nap now.
12:24 PM Mar 30th
Refused to take my pills. They put me in a straight jacket. Am typing this with my nose. Feel so goooooooood.
9:09 PM Mar 30th
Woke up in a fog and realized...Hey, they don't give pills in rehab! And they don't put you in straight jackets! Where am I? Helllllppppp!!!
9:04 AM Mar 31st
Not in rehab. Must've been dreaming. Told I've had a breakdown. In institution. Okay, should be good enough to get me on Oprah or The View.
9:30 AM Mar 31st
Thanks for all your good wishes. Apparently, my entire life since "Nemesis" has been a dream. Family, friends, everything. Got to get out.
3:56 PM Mar 31st
It's clear to me now. Nothing here is as I thought it was. Well, James Woods is still here playing ping-pong.
4:04 PM Mar 31st
Woods asked if I wanted to play. I was going to, then he said he didn't like "Nemesis". Not speaking to him. Or anyone else for that matter.
5:09 PM Mar 31st
Movie night here. "Girl Interrupted". Woods says he used to be married to Angelina. I don't believe him.
8:26 PM Mar 31st
Spent the morning in Crafts. Made something out of paper mache. It's either a pig or a fish. Hey maybe I could do this when I get out.
7:42 AM Apr 1st
Doc says I may get out in the next day or so. Suggest another shock treatment. Kind of enjoyed the last one. If I remember correctly.
8:51 AM Apr 1st
While I was catatonic, Patrick, bless him, came to visit. He read a selection of sonnets for the inmates. When he left, they were catatonic
4:44 PM Apr 1st
Unless it was an April Fool's joke, the doc says I get out tomorrow. I'm watching TNG with my friends here. "Schizoid Man". Apropos.
9:35 PM Apr 1st
Woods now making everyone watch, "Once Upon a Time in America". The long version. Everyone asleep but me. Hid my pills under my tongue.
9:52 PM Apr 1st
Doc now says next week. No way. Bribing a guard to get me out. He's a ST fan. Autographed photo and original Galoob action figure should do.
10:22 AM Apr 2nd
I keep few Galoobs handy for emergencies. This may require one with a spotted face. Guard says there will be a key in my pudding tonight.
11:27 AM Apr 2nd
Never looked forward to dinner as much as I am right now. For one thing, I'm soon going to be outta here. For anthoer, I'm oddly hungry.
3:42 PM Apr 2nd
For those who keep asking, here's how it works. Click on my picture and read a few back posts. Geez, don't I have enough to deal with?
3:50 PM Apr 2nd
Great. The chef is on twitter. He's a company man. He's onto me. No pudding tonight. I hope the key's not in the mashed potatoes.
5:01 PM Apr 2nd
No more tweets till I'm free. I'm breaking out of this joint. I'll update you from the other side. Hopefully on Entertainment Tonight.
5:09 PM Apr 2nd
Dissolved my pill stash in the guard's late night Bosco. Switched clothes with him. Literally strolled out of the joint. Free at last...
9:22 PM Apr 3rd
Hitchhiked to a gas station in Flagstaff. Enjoying a Dr. Pepper and a Slim Jim. Best meal in seven years. Hollywood, here I come.
9:35 PM Apr 3rd
Feeling a little sad. Lonely for the Betty White. Miss some of my friends. Toothless Ted, Cowgirl Clara, Brittany, well, everyone but Woods.
10:00 AM Apr 4th
Almost home. A beautiful day! Can't wait to sleep in my own bed. Ahhhh. Today is the first Monday of the rest of my life!
11:20 AM Apr 4th
Foreclosure sign on my house? Thought I was well invested. Calling my financial investor, Bernie. If I can borrow a quarter.
11:52 AM Apr 4th
No pay phones? Had to use a neighbor's. Chad from the Red Hot Chili Peppers. Long distance. Had to give him action figure. Running out.
2:35 PM Apr 4th
The bad news: The market crashed, Bernie's in jail, and I'm broke. The good news: My agent has dropped me. Breakdowns aren't marketable.
3:18 PM Apr 4th
Don't worry folks. I'm not down. If there's one thing I learned in rehab...well, I didn't learn anything there. But I'm an eternal optimist.
3:32 PM Apr 4th
Called my friend Dave. He lent me enough for a month's rent at a transient hotil in Hollywood. Same place I stayed when I first came here.
8:08 PM Apr 4th
They say the room next door was where Joplin OD'd. Sorry to drop the name,@ Greggreenburg, whoever the hell you are.
8:09 PM Apr 4th
Obviously meant hotel. Not a bad place. At least I have company. A charming spider who hovers just above my pillow.
8:18 PM Apr 4th
Well, as Scarlett said, "Tomorrow is another day". And what better day than Tuesday to go looking for a new agent!
9:25 PM Apr 4th
Hey, today is Sunday! Why didn't anyone tell me??? I'll look for an agent tomorrow. I'll start with the ones who are in walking distance.
9:52 AM Apr 5th
Again, please don't think I'm despondent. I know something great is going to happen this week. May has always been a lucky month for me.
10:33 AM Apr 5th
A friend tells me my breakdown happened at a ST con. Got confused and thought I was my character. Stopped using contractions. Now I am fine.
1:31 PM Apr 5th
Interesting crowd at this hotel. Some at the beginning of their careers and some at the end. I am sort of both.
4:44 PM Apr 5th
Had a nice chat with a young actress at the pool. She says they're making a new Star Trek movie! See, things are looking up already!
7:37 PM Apr 5th
Colored my hair dark brown. Have to stay competitive when I go see agents. I have to say, took at least three years off.
7:57 AM Apr 6th
Recharged with a bag of donut holes and a cup of Ovaltine. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Watch out world, here I come!
9:28 AM Apr 6th
Was held up at gun point as I walked to agents. No money. Took my shirt. Went to agent without a shirt. Don't think he was impressed.
8:12 PM Apr 6th
He did tell me the new ST movie is already in the can. Guess I'm not in it. Directed by a Mr. Abraham or something. Try again tomorrow.
8:17 PM Apr 6th
Agent called. Wanted to know if I'd do Sci-fi porn. A film called "Live from Uranis". I guess the shirtless thing worked. Considering it.
1:58 PM Apr 7th
Could use the cash, but despite your encouragement, I passed. Like Data, too old for this job. Do they do Senior's porn, anyway?
3:21 PM Apr 7th
Going to see my first agent Monty Gold in the morning. Better have more nourishing breakfast. Chocolate donut holes. Lots of anti-oxidents.
7:03 PM Apr 7th
T.V. doesn't work here. Said they'd fix it yesterday. A few books others have left. Think I'll read, "Day of the Locust". Love nature books
7:15 PM Apr 7th
Monty is semi- retired but keeps an office and one toe in the business. Says he might have something interesting for me. Very exited.
10:44 AM Apr 8th
Pardon my speling. I meant excited.
10:48 AM Apr 8th
The walls here are paper thin. People next door are listening to "The Knife Show". Wow, you can get a thousand knives for a hundred bucks.
10:56 AM Apr 8th
Monty called. Wants to pay me to march in his grandson's Bar Mitzvah made up as Data. I don't know, I'm thinking about it.
6:45 PM Apr 8th
Yelling and crying from next door. Two women. Interesting character studies, but I prefer sleep. Might have to talk to them.
6:50 AM Apr 9th
Told Monty I'd wear the make-up but no uniform. Agreed to tallis and yarmulke. Asked Mike Westmore to make me up. Hopefully, he remembers.
11:06 AM Apr 9th
Told Monty I'd wear the make-up but no uniform. Agreed to tallis and yarmulke. Asked Mike Westmore to make me up. Hopefully, he remembers.
11:06 AM Apr 9th
Can't sleep. Someone left a Hagadah, so I'm reading that. Four questions. Fifth, no noise next door last night? Till now. Lots of yelling.
5:16 AM Apr 10th
This will be a good Friday. Monty sent advance to buy a suit. Suggested place called Zindler's. A $100 for a coat and ten pairs of pants.
6:51 AM Apr 10th
UPS came with a package for the woman next door. Asked if I could give it to her when she returned. It's from the Knife show. Gulp.
11:30 AM Apr 10th
Opened package. Couldn't resist. Not a thousand knives, just one big one. Gulp again. Gotta find some tape. Her name is Amber. Nice.
12:00 PM Apr 10th
Delivered retaped box. She opened the door a crack, snatched it, muttered"thanks", then slammed it. Noticed a face like an ice cream sundae.
7:36 AM Apr 11th
Don't think Amber recognized me. That's good. Seemed like a Southern twang in her terse two words. Redhead. Make that sundae, strawberry.
10:37 AM Apr 11th
Bought suit at Zindler's. Charcoal. Ten pairs of pants. All colors. Only one fits. Fortunately, the gray. Should go well with Data make-up.
11:49 AM Apr 11th
Rode the bus home. Sat next to a woman with a parrot. It kept saying, "Meshugenah! Meshugenah!". Didn't know whether it meant me or her.
1:18 PM Apr 11th
Easter. Staying in bed all day. Don't feel like rising.
6:17 AM Apr 12th
Got up to go get a paper. Box of Peeps and a note at the door. "Sorry for being so rude." Amber.
7:52 AM Apr 12th
Was about to go properly introduce myself when I heard more screaming next door. The good kind. Sort of exciting. I love Easter.
7:56 AM Apr 12th
Quiet now knocked on door. Nothing. Left note. " Come by later. I'm serving Ding Dongs.
1:32 PM Apr 12th
Guess she's not into chocolate enveloped devil's food with a cream filling. Ate them all myself. Went into coma. Woke up with Ding Dong face
6:25 AM Apr 13th
Message light blinking. "Meet me at Yamashiro. Sevenish." Hmm, I thought there was a look in her eye as she slammed the door in my face.
7:57 AM Apr 13th from web
I'm definitely going. I'll wear my Bar Mitzvah jacket. Having trouble deciding which pair of pants. Maybe the chartreuse.
11:52 AM Apr 13th
I'm reminded of a Hitchcock quote. "If you see a gun in the first act, it's bound to go off by act three." I wonder if that goes for knives?
2:04 PM Apr 13th
Okay, okay, Chekov. But Hitchcok must've read it. Got another call from the porno agent. Now they're offering a three picture deal.
2:11 PM Apr 13th
"Amber Jordan, nice name". "My real name's Amber Hamburger but I changed it when I decided to be an actress." "Good choice."
6:07 AM Apr 14th
Another woman joined us, Bobbette. Amber's girlfriend. They're going through a rough patch. Bobbette"s been seeing her husband again.
6:19 AM Apr 14th
BTW, I passed on the porno. You have to supply your own wardrobe, and mine is woefully lacking.
6:20 AM Apr 14th
Drank too much last night. Bobette paid. Married to a rich dinosaur. Invited to his swankienda for lunch tomorrow. Interesting girls.
10:58 AM Apr 14th
FYI They loved my chartreuse pants. I'll wear the orange one's to lunch. They didn't recognize me. Told them my name is Norman Maine.
11:29 AM Apr 14th
Bob (that's what Amber calls her) sent a limo for us. Feels like the good ol days. Met the dino. About eighty. A zillionaire. Now I get it.
2:06 PM Apr 15th
Harry Boik (I think it's Berk,really) wore a plaid 50's bathing suit at lunch by the pool. Said my pants were absoid. Look who's talking.
3:36 PM Apr 15th
The girls ran off and left Harry and me alone. Smoked some huge Cuban's. Said he bought a couple million pre-embargo. Think I like this guy.
3:40 PM Apr 15th
"What kinda woik do you do, Norm?" "I'm between engagements". "I need a driver. Interested?" "I'll let you know, Mr. Boik." "Call me Harry".
4:42 PM Apr 15th
Harry Berg. Came here in '49 with $35. Won sixty thou in a poker game. Opened talent agency. Sold it for 60 million. Self made man. Me like.
8:57 AM Apr 16th
Tested to see if he knew who I really am. "Harry, what do you think of this Star Trek thing?" "Feh!" Could be the start of something big.
9:01 AM Apr 16th
Jason Gold becomes a man tomorrow. Confirmed with Mike to meet me at Temple. Probably wear a yellowish shirt in case the make-up gets on it.
10:33 AM Apr 16th
Started exercising again. Gotta look good for the next phase. Swam width of the pool. Well, halfway. Twenty feet is longer than it looks.
12:23 PM Apr 16th
Amber swam by. Very happy. Got her first gig. Deodorant commercial. Just underarms but a start. She looks great in a bikini. Bob's lucky.
12:34 PM Apr 16th
Going out to celebrate with Amber and Bob. Feel I'm betraying Harry, but their schtick is really none of my business. Besides, I eat better.
5:01 PM Apr 16th
Guy came to our table for my autograph. A&B asked why. Told them I look just like an actor on ST. They've never seen it. It's all ironic.
10:38 PM Apr 16th
Great night for all. The antics next door literally shook the entire building. And I got to listen. Sometimes it's the little things.
8:56 AM Apr 17th
Mike made me up in the bathroom. Very embarrassing. I looked in mirror. Oy. In my suit I look like Jimmy Stewart in Greatest Show On Earth.
7:33 PM Apr 17th
An old cocker came out of a stall. He looked at me with a very quizzical look."What's that on your face, egg?" "Exactly".
7:35 PM Apr 17th
Marched with Jason and seven of his buddies. Heard a man say, "Big deal, we had Solo from the original series at my kid's Bar Mitzvah."
8:21 PM Apr 17th
The rabbi is a big ST fan. Sermon was about how you can go wrong in life. Like the way we did when we killed Data in Nemesis. Sheesh.
8:23 PM Apr 17th
I am feeling strange again. I do not know what is happening. Hailing frequencies...out.
8:24 PM Apr 17th
Last night: Posed for pictures with the family. Uncle Shelly refused to stand next to me. Rabbi asked could I get him tix to the new movie.
9:31 AM Apr 18th
Split a piece of herring w/Monty. Introduced me to his mentor, Harry Berg. Gulp. Harry: "You remind me of someone...are you PeeWee Herman?"
9:33 AM Apr 18th
Spent the day in fetal position. Amber came by. Wanted to know what was wrong. Told her I was just having a Viet Nam flashback. Hugged me.
2:33 PM Apr 18th
Woke up next to Amber. Sweet. Don't know what happened but she was wearing my tallis. Hope she doesn't tell Bob. No more Bar Mitzvah's.
10:29 AM Apr 19th
Went to Denny's with A&B. Don't think Amber said anything to Bob re:last night. Maybe nothing happened. But Amber keeps looking at me funny.
8:43 PM Apr 19th
I can't believe everything is so foggy. I must've drunk too much Mogan David at the Bar Mitzvah. I've got to confront Amber...tomorrow.
8:53 PM Apr 19th
"Amber, I just don't remember what happened last night. I hope I didn't do anything I should be sorry..." "No." She smiled enigmatically.
9:24 AM Apr 20th
"Off to my first job, Norman. I'm not really looking forward to it". "Hey, it's a foot in the door, Amber". "Well, an armpit, really."
10:10 AM Apr 20th
Inspired by Amber. Sometimes we just have to work, like it or not. Called Harry. Agreed to be his driver. Start tomorrow. I'll wear a hat.
10:49 AM Apr 20th
Concerned about Amber. Excited about her first job, then depressed. Seemed to be into Bob, now me. I don't know, maybe it's all in my mind.
11:16 AM Apr 20th
Decided to get away from it all and go to a movie. Going to see a classic, "Double Indemnity". Boy, they don't make 'em like that anymore.
5:20 PM Apr 20th
Close call. Milk dud stuck in my throat. Fortunately, usher knew the Heimlich. A big fan. Autographed a box of Junior Mints for him.
9:42 PM Apr 20th
"Mr. Spiner, wake up, it's time to take your pills" "No, nurse, I..." AHHH! I woke up in a cold sweat. Dreamed I was in the clinic. Whew!
8:35 AM Apr 21st
After the Milk Dud episode, restricting myself to liquids. Go next door to use Amber's blender. Make a donut shake. Gotta keep strength up.
9:34 AM Apr 21st
No answer. Door ajar. Peeked in. "Amber...?" She wont mind me using her blender. Besides, now I can add breaking and entering to my resume.
10:19 AM Apr 21st
Guess it's not really B&E. More like unlawful entry or trespassing. Whatever, it's sure to impress casting agents. I'll leave a note.
10:35 AM Apr 21st
Found paper. Writing on it. 1.Dispose of knife. 2. Dispose of body. 3. Clean area thoroughly. 4.Get fuschia highlights. My head is spinning.
10:51 AM Apr 21st
Amber's note has me freaked. Maybe she's writing a novel or something. Maybe. Called Harry. Postponed job till tomorrow. Too dizzy to drive.
11:01 AM Apr 21st
In the fetal position again. In the dark. I thought she was attracted to me. Should I be scared? Let me answer that question. I already am.
12:17 PM Apr 21st
Monty called. Has audition for a new show. No lines. Possibly recurring. Great. The walls are shaking again. Safe for tonight...I think.
10:31 PM Apr 21st
"Monty, what's the no line character's name?" "Let's see...uh, DEAD BODY." "And it recurs?" "That's what it says. You're perfect for it."
8:41 AM Apr 22nd
Audition tomorrow. Today, real job. Went to Army Surplus. Bought military hat w/visor. Looks good. Bus to Harry's. Should be there by noon.
9:41 AM Apr 22nd
Made it to Harry's a little early. He told me to get familiar with the car. 1958 Mercedes. Beauty. I'll should look great behind the wheel.
11:42 AM Apr 22nd
Drove Harry to his club. " Norm, you think I'm too old for Bobbette? I'm 81, she's 28." "Nah, Harry. Anything under sixty years is fine."
12:13 PM Apr 22nd
Harry burst into tears. "She used to love the sex. Ever since that damn Amber came into our lives, nothing! I think they want to kill me!"
12:40 PM Apr 22nd
Harry whimpered through a round of golf. Took him home. "Say something to make me feel better, Norm". "Could I have the day off tomorrow?"
1:40 PM Apr 22nd
Quiet next door. Thank God. Lying in bed. Working on my audition.
8:38 PM Apr 22nd
Knock at door. Amber. "Norman, I'm scared. Someone's been in my apt. I found this. (paper with the list). Can I stay with you tonight?"
8:58 PM Apr 22nd
"Norman,who could've left this strange note in my room?" "I don't know...'clean thoroughly'...maybe it was housekeeping." "Hold me." "Okay."
9:27 PM Apr 22nd
Amber looks like an angel when she sleeps. Maybe she didn't write the note. Maybe it was the maid. Folks, I'm just as confused as you are.
9:03 AM Apr 23rd
Kissed her gently so I wouldn't wake her. Crept out of the room to go to my audition. Hope she's here when I get back. Wonder where Bob is?
9:56 AM Apr 23rd
On the floor in the audition. Pretended to be dead. Tried to clear my mind of all thought. Images of Amber. Became aroused. Not good.
11:13 AM Apr 23rd
Called Monty for audition feedback. "You didn't get the part. They said you were not believable. That you were wooden." I have to agree.
12:12 PM Apr 23rd
Trying not to get discouraged about acting career. But, gee, I got turned down for the part of a dead body. What's next, inanimate objects?
2:14 PM Apr 23rd
Took a nap. Knock on the door. My heart leapt. " Hey bab..." It was Bob. "Norman, can I talk to you? I think Amber's seeing someone else"!"
9:25 PM Apr 23rd
"Why do you say that, Bob?" "She didn't answer her phone last night. She's been distant. There's someone else." "Nooo, I don't think...". Oy
9:40 PM Apr 23rd
I was finally able to reassure her. Sometimes I'm a pretty good actor. And liar. From the sounds next door, all is well. For them.
9:55 PM Apr 23rd
Monty: " An offer. A producer who was at the Bar Mitzvah wants you to come to his grandson's Bris. No make-up. You're not a Mohel, are you"?
8:55 AM Apr 24th
Amber and Bob came with Harry's car. "Let's go to breakfast! You drive. And wear your hat." They giggled in the back the whole way there.
10:19 AM Apr 24th
Felt kind of sorry for myself, but sorrier for Harry. If A&B are thinking about him at all, it can't be good. At least I get free pancakes.
10:32 AM Apr 24th
" Norm, I need a scene partner for acting class. Wanna exercise your chops?" "What"s it from? "Carnal Knowledge". Our eyes met. She smiled.
11:25 AM Apr 24th
Dropped the girls and went to work. Harry wasn't feeling well. Stomach cramps. " I must've eaten a bad tongue sandwich. Come back tomorrow".
12:13 PM Apr 24th
" Anything I can do before I go, Harry?". "If you see Bobette, ask her where she got that sandwich. Farcacta thing is burning my kishka's".
3:11 PM Apr 24th
Knock knock . "Hi, Bob went home. Ready to rehearse our scene, Norm?" "Sure, did you bring the script?" "I thought we could just improvise."
11:03 PM Apr 24th
What a night. Amber and I spent better part of it doing "sense memory" exercises. She really is very talented. I want to know her better.
9:47 AM Apr 25th
She's really an All-American girl. From Chicago. Her father is in the meat packing business. Kinda funny. Mr. Hamburger makes hot dogs.
10:08 AM Apr 25th
Made a date for later. Off to Harry's to see if I can borrow the car for the evening. Starting to feel happy for the first time in years.
11:58 AM Apr 25th
Harry's. Surrounded by police cars, ambulance. Lights flashing. A stretcher was being carried from the house. Body covered with a blanket.
1:16 PM Apr 25th
I started to pull back the blanket. Cop:"Who are you?" "A friend". "Pretty gruesome. Knife wounds. You sure?" I nodded. Lifted blanket. Bob.
1:20 PM Apr 25th
In house. Harry in bed, tube in nose. " My baby goil is gone, Norman! Why? Why?!" "I'm so sorry, Harry". Poor Bob. Poor Harry... Poor me.
3:13 PM Apr 25th
"I'm Det. Martinez. No murder weapon. We'll find it. And the killer. Don't leave town, Mr. Maine. Hey...you know who you look like like?"
3:54 PM Apr 25th
"You rest, Harry. I'll come back tomorrow. If there's anything I can do...Uh, say...I don't suppose you'll be using your c...oh never mind".
4:03 PM Apr 25th
Does Amber know what's happened? She'll be devastated. Unless she...No. I don't want to believe it. But then...the note.
9:27 PM Apr 25th
No one home next door. Several hours pass. Amber said she was going to yoga. That was this morning. She must be really limber by now.
9:36 PM Apr 25th
I'm going to try to sleep. Feel uneasy. Put a chair against the door. And a refrigerator. I'll deal with this when I wake up...if I wake up.
9:58 PM Apr 25th
Morning. Whew! Slept in a fitful fetal. Dreamt about Bob. She was pointing at her head. Wonder what that means? Alev a shalom, Bob.
10:06 AM Apr 26th
Amber still not home. Such a sweet kid. Scared for her, worried for Harry,too. Better get over there pronto. As pronto as a city bus can go.
10:23 AM Apr 26th
Expected the nurse to answer the door, but Harry did. He looks different. Oh, his hair is kind of pink or red...fushcia. "Come in, Brent".
11:18 AM Apr 26th
"Nice dye job, Harry". "You're one to talk, kid." "What've you done with Amber?" A familiar voice. "Don't worry, Normie, I'm copacetic."
12:30 PM Apr 26th
"Amber...? "Haven't you hoid, kid, love is funny." His arm slid around her. She kissed his cheek. There was a spot of fuschia on her lips.
1:37 PM Apr 26th
"Why did you kill Bob?" "We had to. She'd have never let him go. She'd have taken all our...his money. Fortunately for us, you came along".
2:17 PM Apr 26th
"I knew who you were from the start, Brent. I saw all TNG movies twice. Except "Nemesis". That one sucked. And I knew you opened the box."
2:43 PM Apr 26th
"Your prints are all over that knife." "My prints aren't on file." "Don't matter, kid, they match the ones on my steering wheel. Run along".
3:19 PM Apr 26th
"You'll never get away with this." " Martinez finds that knife tomorrow." "There's just one thing I have to say... 'Nemesis' did not suck!"
3:26 PM Apr 26th
I ran. Fast as my legs would carry me. Which is slow. Back to the apt/hotel, gathered my few things and checked out. It was awful, but home.
8:25 PM Apr 26th
Into the night. Where to go? Wish I was back at the Betty White. 'Nemesis', good or bad? Who gives a shit!! Sorry...I'm a little strung out.
8:35 PM Apr 26th
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam M...
9:02 PM Apr 26th
Got a cheap room. The Taranchula Arms. Sink/toilet combo. Watching t.v. 'COPS'. Hey, maybe this show will be my return to series television.
9:11 AM Apr 27th
Watching 'Jerry Springer' now. Woman married to proctologist, cheating with circus clown. Makes me feel slightly better about my life.
9:30 AM Apr 27th
Bought wheels from a guy in a coffee shop. I think it used to be some kind of Toyota. Can sleep in it if I have to. If I can remove my legs.
4:22 PM Apr 27th
Call me crazy, but I miss Amber. Going to drive to the beach tonight. Nothing like a little salt air to clear the mind. What's left of it.
4:45 PM Apr 27th
The Pacific at night. A dark and inviting mistress. Perhaps I am Norman Maine. I removed my clothes and disappeared into the black abyss.
8:54 PM Apr 27th
OH MY GOD!! IT'S FREEEEZING!! Only got in as far as my knees. There's no way they shot that scene in L.A. Toweling off with my orange pants.
9:00 PM Apr 27th
In the Blanch DuBois suite. Wonder what Harry and Amber are doing? Wonder where the knife is? Wonder if I survive ? It's a Wonderful Life.
9:32 PM Apr 27th
"Monty, I need help." "Where are you? The hotel said you moved..." "I'm being framed for the murder of Harry's wife!" "You did it?" "No!!!"
9:12 AM Apr 28th
"They haven't found a murder weapon and the only suspect is his driver." "That's me." "Wh...?" "I'll explain when I see you." "Where?"
9:18 AM Apr 28th
" Pink's at noon." "Ok." "And if you get there before me, order me two chili dogs, all the way." "So, this mean you're not doing the Bris?"
9:23 AM Apr 28th
Watching Oprah. Always makes me cry. I'm a wuss. Hey, maybe if I survive this thing she'll have me on. Look what it did for Tom..oh, yeah.
10:20 AM Apr 28th
Drive past Pink's. Crawling with cops. Damn that Monty. He ratted me out. If you can't trust your agent who can you...What am I saying?
12:01 PM Apr 28th
Now what? Can't think, Can't think! Thank God I didn't tell Monty where I was living. Damnit, I'm furious. I really wanted those hot dogs!!!
12:34 PM Apr 28th
"Why Monty?" "For your own good. Meshugeh, turn yourself in." "What did Harry tell you?" "He's too upset to talk. It was his nurse, Amber".
3:16 PM Apr 28th
"She said you were a son to him. You fell for his cute little wife, she didn't respond, you stabbed her.""You think there a pilot in this?"
4:22 PM Apr 28th
"I'm ashamed of you. As a client and a Jew." "Oh for Crissakes, I didn't kill her! Harry and Amber did it! " "You're sick." "You're fired."
5:33 PM Apr 28th
She fooled Monty. Like she fooled me. Clever dame. If I don't stop them I'll be playcationing for life in the Big House. Whatever that is.
9:29 PM Apr 28th
New York Post. Headline: DATA DOOD IT! "... knife was found in the trunk of the car Spiner was driving...police suspect...subject at large.
9:25 AM Apr 29th
They must've matched the prints on the knife with those on the steering wheel. There's a lesson in this. Don't open other people's mail.
9:41 AM Apr 29th
Found a surgical supply. Pulled the brim low on my baseball cap and bought a mask. Put it on. With this swine flu thing, no one will ask.
10:18 AM Apr 29th
Looked in the mirror. Even with the mask, still looks like me. Can't go out again. Think of something else. No time to grow beard. I know..
3:59 PM Apr 29th
Shaved my head. Pretty smooth. A few nicks. I look like Mr. Clean on heroin. Scary. Some of the patients at the clinic would be so jealous.
4:29 PM Apr 29th
Tested new look. Went to Zankou Chicken for dinner. Had a shwarma plate. No one recognized me. Though, difficult to eat in a surgical mask.
9:07 PM Apr 29th
Still can't believe Amber didn't feel something for me. Her affection seemed so real. Particularly when she...well, you had to be there.
9:34 PM Apr 29th
Maybe I should see Martinez. Tell him everything. The truth will set you free. Maybe he'll believe me. It's always better to tell the...Nah.
8:29 AM Apr 30th
I'm jonesing for Amber. I have to see her. Talk to her. Running out of money. And time. I'm going back to the house. For what?... Who knows?
9:12 AM Apr 30th
Preparing myself. Did yoga. Chanted. Pressed my suit as best I could. Reshaved head. Must leave instructions should anything happen to me.
10:46 AM Apr 30th
I, Brent Spiner, of sound mnid and body, leave all my earthly possessions (one suit,6pr pants) to The Actor's Fund. Will get big$$ on ebay.
10:51 AM Apr 30th
Driving around LA. Reliving all of my past Adventures in LaLaLand. It all comes to a head tonight. I can feel it in my...well, in my head.
11:58 AM Apr 30th
Just had what I hope won't be my last Fatburger...my last anything. Got special sauce all over my mask. Good thing I bought a spare.
3:36 PM Apr 30th
Driving toward the hills, and Amber. Don't think she'll recognize me. Wearing my suit. With shaved head and mask I look hip and paranoid.
3:43 PM Apr 30th
Parked outside Harry's house. Don't know what I'll say or do. Can't go in till I stop shaking. Wish I'd saved some of my pills from clinic.
4:14 PM Apr 30th
The gate opened. A limo pulled out. Harry and Amber in the backseat. I have to follow. Going East on Sunset. Turning South to Melrose.
5:06 PM Apr 30th
I know this neighborhood well. The limo turning into Paramount Pictures. Oh my God...They're going to premiere of the new STAR TREK movie!
5:11 PM Apr 30th
Limo drove past guard gate into parking lot. What to do? What to do? Namyoho renge kyo, Namyoho renge kyo, Namyoho renge...Oh what the hell.
5:22 PM Apr 30th
Kip, the guard, I know him. Pulled my mask up. (ala Patrick Stewart) Hello, Kip!" " Evening Mr. Stewart. Enjoy the film" "Make it so!"
5:26 PM Apr 30th
Hiding in a bathroom stall till lights go down. I'll sneak in. This is the perfect place to be. There's a very good chance I might vomit.
5:41 PM Apr 30th
Lesson #2 : Remove mask before throwing up. I'll be going into the theater sans mask.
6:37 PM Apr 30th
Found seat in the back. Missed first five minutes. Spotted Harry and Amber. I've got to do something. But I think I'll watch movie first.
7:08 PM Apr 30th
Wow,great movie. Crowd goes wild. Director and cast come out on stage. Nimoy steps to the mike. Tumultuous applause. He begins to speak.
9:05 PM Apr 30th
But, at that moment I find myself standing up. "Ladies and gentlemen..." A gasp goes through the audience. I hear my name being whispered...
9:06 PM Apr 30th
" I know you've been heard some crazy things about me. If I may, I'd like to set the record straight. I didn't kill anyone I..." "STOP!"
9:13 PM Apr 30th
Martinez and crew with Kip."I knew it wasn't Mr. Stewart! His head has a much nicer shape." Martinez steps forward," Come with us, now."
9:17 PM Apr 30th
A voice. Leonard's. " Let him speak! Give the man his say." The crowd concurs. Martinez steps back. "Thanks, Leonard. Loved the movie."
9:25 PM Apr 30th
"Mr. Abraham, forgive me. This is your night. I'll continue with your kind permission." Abraham looked at me, nodded and smiled, "Engage".
9:27 PM Apr 30th
I pointed at Harry and Amber. "That elderly man and that...absolutely adorable creature sitting next to him killed his wife and framed me".
9:33 PM Apr 30th
Harry sputtered,"That's absoid! The man's crazy! Arrest him before he hurts someone else." He took Amber by the hand and stood to leave.
9:36 PM Apr 30th
"Harry, I understand. Love is a powerful thing. Makes you do things you never thought you were capable of. Amber, it's you. You caused this"
9:41 PM Apr 30th
" Bob loved you, and you killed her. I loved you, you framed me. And Harry, believe me, you're next. How could so much love lead to this?"
9:45 PM Apr 30th
"Amber, you'll regret this. Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life." Amber and Harry stood frozen.
9:47 PM Apr 30th
The room was silent.Then, a man stood and raised his hand. "Mr. Spiner, do you think it was a mistake killing Data at the end of Nemesis?"
9:53 PM Apr 30th
Harry pulled a pistol from inside his coat."Someone's got to stop him before he kills again!" Several people screamed. Mostly women. And me.
9:59 PM Apr 30th
Martinez grabbed Harry's arm. Shots rang out. The crowd became hysterical. Absolute chaos. A cop grabbed me but some fans pushed him away.
10:04 PM Apr 30th
The room has gone mad. Like one of Tod Hackett's paintings in Day of the Locust. Bullets flying. Felt something burning hot graze my temple
10:08 PM Apr 30th
The room was spinning out of control. A black hole opened. I was sucked in...
10:09 PM Apr 30th
After drifting in space for several hours, regained consciousness in a jail cell in downtown LA. My head still aches. Bullets will do that.
8:32 AM May 1st
Wonder what's become of Harry and Amber. What a crazy night. The thing I keep remembering most about it? That new Uhura is sizzling hot!
8:38 AM May 1st
Martinez. "You're a lucky man. We traced the weapon to 'the knife show'. Ordered by one Amber Jordan." "Hamburger." "No, meatloaf today."
8:54 AM May 1st
"Harrry told us everything. You're free to go, sir." "Could I see her?" " He took me to Amber's cell. She looked looked cute in prison garb.
9:00 AM May 1st
"Baby, I love you. It was Harry. He.." "You killed Bob. Wouldn't call her a friend, but she was nice to me. You're taking the fall, sister."
9:05 AM May 1st
"But, I love you." " I love you,too. And when you get outta here in fifty years or so, I'll be waiting." "But, you'll be dead." " Oh yeah."
9:08 AM May 1st
Martinez walked me to my car. We shook hands. " Piece of advice, Mr. Spiner. If I were you, I leave town." "What, and quit show business?"
9:16 AM May 1st
I drove into the beautiful morning light. A perfect day in Lotus Land. Three blocks from the prison, my left front tire fell off. The end.
9:19 AM May 1st
Source: http://colddeadfish.blogspot.nl/2009/05/brent-spiners-twitter-story.html
Also, I'm only posting it here, because it seemed funnier than emailing myself to remind myself. That might be, however, a dreadful error in judgement, since I'm also getting drunk right now. Anyway, here goes:
Brent's story begins on March 28, 2009.
I'm thinking of going into rehab. I'm not addicted to anything, but I think it's good way to jumpstart an acting career.
5:40 PM Mar 28th
I'm now writing from the Betty White Clinic. Group session. We have to say what we think is wrong with us. I'm saying, "bad agent".
11:34 AM Mar 29th
Watched "Family Guy" in the rec room with the other prisoners...er, patients. They seem to think I'd get more work if I was a cartoon.
9:15 PM Mar 29th
Looks like I'm not the only one here with this idea. I saw James Woods playing ping-pong last night.
9:18 AM Mar 30th
Had my first solo therapy session in the Allen Ludden, "Password" room. Cute therapist. Couldn't decide whether to give or receive.
10:45 AM Mar 30th
Thankfully, that session ended before the "lightening round". I'm going to take a nap now.
12:24 PM Mar 30th
Refused to take my pills. They put me in a straight jacket. Am typing this with my nose. Feel so goooooooood.
9:09 PM Mar 30th
Woke up in a fog and realized...Hey, they don't give pills in rehab! And they don't put you in straight jackets! Where am I? Helllllppppp!!!
9:04 AM Mar 31st
Not in rehab. Must've been dreaming. Told I've had a breakdown. In institution. Okay, should be good enough to get me on Oprah or The View.
9:30 AM Mar 31st
Thanks for all your good wishes. Apparently, my entire life since "Nemesis" has been a dream. Family, friends, everything. Got to get out.
3:56 PM Mar 31st
It's clear to me now. Nothing here is as I thought it was. Well, James Woods is still here playing ping-pong.
4:04 PM Mar 31st
Woods asked if I wanted to play. I was going to, then he said he didn't like "Nemesis". Not speaking to him. Or anyone else for that matter.
5:09 PM Mar 31st
Movie night here. "Girl Interrupted". Woods says he used to be married to Angelina. I don't believe him.
8:26 PM Mar 31st
Spent the morning in Crafts. Made something out of paper mache. It's either a pig or a fish. Hey maybe I could do this when I get out.
7:42 AM Apr 1st
Doc says I may get out in the next day or so. Suggest another shock treatment. Kind of enjoyed the last one. If I remember correctly.
8:51 AM Apr 1st
While I was catatonic, Patrick, bless him, came to visit. He read a selection of sonnets for the inmates. When he left, they were catatonic
4:44 PM Apr 1st
Unless it was an April Fool's joke, the doc says I get out tomorrow. I'm watching TNG with my friends here. "Schizoid Man". Apropos.
9:35 PM Apr 1st
Woods now making everyone watch, "Once Upon a Time in America". The long version. Everyone asleep but me. Hid my pills under my tongue.
9:52 PM Apr 1st
Doc now says next week. No way. Bribing a guard to get me out. He's a ST fan. Autographed photo and original Galoob action figure should do.
10:22 AM Apr 2nd
I keep few Galoobs handy for emergencies. This may require one with a spotted face. Guard says there will be a key in my pudding tonight.
11:27 AM Apr 2nd
Never looked forward to dinner as much as I am right now. For one thing, I'm soon going to be outta here. For anthoer, I'm oddly hungry.
3:42 PM Apr 2nd
For those who keep asking, here's how it works. Click on my picture and read a few back posts. Geez, don't I have enough to deal with?
3:50 PM Apr 2nd
Great. The chef is on twitter. He's a company man. He's onto me. No pudding tonight. I hope the key's not in the mashed potatoes.
5:01 PM Apr 2nd
No more tweets till I'm free. I'm breaking out of this joint. I'll update you from the other side. Hopefully on Entertainment Tonight.
5:09 PM Apr 2nd
Dissolved my pill stash in the guard's late night Bosco. Switched clothes with him. Literally strolled out of the joint. Free at last...
9:22 PM Apr 3rd
Hitchhiked to a gas station in Flagstaff. Enjoying a Dr. Pepper and a Slim Jim. Best meal in seven years. Hollywood, here I come.
9:35 PM Apr 3rd
Feeling a little sad. Lonely for the Betty White. Miss some of my friends. Toothless Ted, Cowgirl Clara, Brittany, well, everyone but Woods.
10:00 AM Apr 4th
Almost home. A beautiful day! Can't wait to sleep in my own bed. Ahhhh. Today is the first Monday of the rest of my life!
11:20 AM Apr 4th
Foreclosure sign on my house? Thought I was well invested. Calling my financial investor, Bernie. If I can borrow a quarter.
11:52 AM Apr 4th
No pay phones? Had to use a neighbor's. Chad from the Red Hot Chili Peppers. Long distance. Had to give him action figure. Running out.
2:35 PM Apr 4th
The bad news: The market crashed, Bernie's in jail, and I'm broke. The good news: My agent has dropped me. Breakdowns aren't marketable.
3:18 PM Apr 4th
Don't worry folks. I'm not down. If there's one thing I learned in rehab...well, I didn't learn anything there. But I'm an eternal optimist.
3:32 PM Apr 4th
Called my friend Dave. He lent me enough for a month's rent at a transient hotil in Hollywood. Same place I stayed when I first came here.
8:08 PM Apr 4th
They say the room next door was where Joplin OD'd. Sorry to drop the name,@ Greggreenburg, whoever the hell you are.
8:09 PM Apr 4th
Obviously meant hotel. Not a bad place. At least I have company. A charming spider who hovers just above my pillow.
8:18 PM Apr 4th
Well, as Scarlett said, "Tomorrow is another day". And what better day than Tuesday to go looking for a new agent!
9:25 PM Apr 4th
Hey, today is Sunday! Why didn't anyone tell me??? I'll look for an agent tomorrow. I'll start with the ones who are in walking distance.
9:52 AM Apr 5th
Again, please don't think I'm despondent. I know something great is going to happen this week. May has always been a lucky month for me.
10:33 AM Apr 5th
A friend tells me my breakdown happened at a ST con. Got confused and thought I was my character. Stopped using contractions. Now I am fine.
1:31 PM Apr 5th
Interesting crowd at this hotel. Some at the beginning of their careers and some at the end. I am sort of both.
4:44 PM Apr 5th
Had a nice chat with a young actress at the pool. She says they're making a new Star Trek movie! See, things are looking up already!
7:37 PM Apr 5th
Colored my hair dark brown. Have to stay competitive when I go see agents. I have to say, took at least three years off.
7:57 AM Apr 6th
Recharged with a bag of donut holes and a cup of Ovaltine. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Watch out world, here I come!
9:28 AM Apr 6th
Was held up at gun point as I walked to agents. No money. Took my shirt. Went to agent without a shirt. Don't think he was impressed.
8:12 PM Apr 6th
He did tell me the new ST movie is already in the can. Guess I'm not in it. Directed by a Mr. Abraham or something. Try again tomorrow.
8:17 PM Apr 6th
Agent called. Wanted to know if I'd do Sci-fi porn. A film called "Live from Uranis". I guess the shirtless thing worked. Considering it.
1:58 PM Apr 7th
Could use the cash, but despite your encouragement, I passed. Like Data, too old for this job. Do they do Senior's porn, anyway?
3:21 PM Apr 7th
Going to see my first agent Monty Gold in the morning. Better have more nourishing breakfast. Chocolate donut holes. Lots of anti-oxidents.
7:03 PM Apr 7th
T.V. doesn't work here. Said they'd fix it yesterday. A few books others have left. Think I'll read, "Day of the Locust". Love nature books
7:15 PM Apr 7th
Monty is semi- retired but keeps an office and one toe in the business. Says he might have something interesting for me. Very exited.
10:44 AM Apr 8th
Pardon my speling. I meant excited.
10:48 AM Apr 8th
The walls here are paper thin. People next door are listening to "The Knife Show". Wow, you can get a thousand knives for a hundred bucks.
10:56 AM Apr 8th
Monty called. Wants to pay me to march in his grandson's Bar Mitzvah made up as Data. I don't know, I'm thinking about it.
6:45 PM Apr 8th
Yelling and crying from next door. Two women. Interesting character studies, but I prefer sleep. Might have to talk to them.
6:50 AM Apr 9th
Told Monty I'd wear the make-up but no uniform. Agreed to tallis and yarmulke. Asked Mike Westmore to make me up. Hopefully, he remembers.
11:06 AM Apr 9th
Told Monty I'd wear the make-up but no uniform. Agreed to tallis and yarmulke. Asked Mike Westmore to make me up. Hopefully, he remembers.
11:06 AM Apr 9th
Can't sleep. Someone left a Hagadah, so I'm reading that. Four questions. Fifth, no noise next door last night? Till now. Lots of yelling.
5:16 AM Apr 10th
This will be a good Friday. Monty sent advance to buy a suit. Suggested place called Zindler's. A $100 for a coat and ten pairs of pants.
6:51 AM Apr 10th
UPS came with a package for the woman next door. Asked if I could give it to her when she returned. It's from the Knife show. Gulp.
11:30 AM Apr 10th
Opened package. Couldn't resist. Not a thousand knives, just one big one. Gulp again. Gotta find some tape. Her name is Amber. Nice.
12:00 PM Apr 10th
Delivered retaped box. She opened the door a crack, snatched it, muttered"thanks", then slammed it. Noticed a face like an ice cream sundae.
7:36 AM Apr 11th
Don't think Amber recognized me. That's good. Seemed like a Southern twang in her terse two words. Redhead. Make that sundae, strawberry.
10:37 AM Apr 11th
Bought suit at Zindler's. Charcoal. Ten pairs of pants. All colors. Only one fits. Fortunately, the gray. Should go well with Data make-up.
11:49 AM Apr 11th
Rode the bus home. Sat next to a woman with a parrot. It kept saying, "Meshugenah! Meshugenah!". Didn't know whether it meant me or her.
1:18 PM Apr 11th
Easter. Staying in bed all day. Don't feel like rising.
6:17 AM Apr 12th
Got up to go get a paper. Box of Peeps and a note at the door. "Sorry for being so rude." Amber.
7:52 AM Apr 12th
Was about to go properly introduce myself when I heard more screaming next door. The good kind. Sort of exciting. I love Easter.
7:56 AM Apr 12th
Quiet now knocked on door. Nothing. Left note. " Come by later. I'm serving Ding Dongs.
1:32 PM Apr 12th
Guess she's not into chocolate enveloped devil's food with a cream filling. Ate them all myself. Went into coma. Woke up with Ding Dong face
6:25 AM Apr 13th
Message light blinking. "Meet me at Yamashiro. Sevenish." Hmm, I thought there was a look in her eye as she slammed the door in my face.
7:57 AM Apr 13th from web
I'm definitely going. I'll wear my Bar Mitzvah jacket. Having trouble deciding which pair of pants. Maybe the chartreuse.
11:52 AM Apr 13th
I'm reminded of a Hitchcock quote. "If you see a gun in the first act, it's bound to go off by act three." I wonder if that goes for knives?
2:04 PM Apr 13th
Okay, okay, Chekov. But Hitchcok must've read it. Got another call from the porno agent. Now they're offering a three picture deal.
2:11 PM Apr 13th
"Amber Jordan, nice name". "My real name's Amber Hamburger but I changed it when I decided to be an actress." "Good choice."
6:07 AM Apr 14th
Another woman joined us, Bobbette. Amber's girlfriend. They're going through a rough patch. Bobbette"s been seeing her husband again.
6:19 AM Apr 14th
BTW, I passed on the porno. You have to supply your own wardrobe, and mine is woefully lacking.
6:20 AM Apr 14th
Drank too much last night. Bobette paid. Married to a rich dinosaur. Invited to his swankienda for lunch tomorrow. Interesting girls.
10:58 AM Apr 14th
FYI They loved my chartreuse pants. I'll wear the orange one's to lunch. They didn't recognize me. Told them my name is Norman Maine.
11:29 AM Apr 14th
Bob (that's what Amber calls her) sent a limo for us. Feels like the good ol days. Met the dino. About eighty. A zillionaire. Now I get it.
2:06 PM Apr 15th
Harry Boik (I think it's Berk,really) wore a plaid 50's bathing suit at lunch by the pool. Said my pants were absoid. Look who's talking.
3:36 PM Apr 15th
The girls ran off and left Harry and me alone. Smoked some huge Cuban's. Said he bought a couple million pre-embargo. Think I like this guy.
3:40 PM Apr 15th
"What kinda woik do you do, Norm?" "I'm between engagements". "I need a driver. Interested?" "I'll let you know, Mr. Boik." "Call me Harry".
4:42 PM Apr 15th
Harry Berg. Came here in '49 with $35. Won sixty thou in a poker game. Opened talent agency. Sold it for 60 million. Self made man. Me like.
8:57 AM Apr 16th
Tested to see if he knew who I really am. "Harry, what do you think of this Star Trek thing?" "Feh!" Could be the start of something big.
9:01 AM Apr 16th
Jason Gold becomes a man tomorrow. Confirmed with Mike to meet me at Temple. Probably wear a yellowish shirt in case the make-up gets on it.
10:33 AM Apr 16th
Started exercising again. Gotta look good for the next phase. Swam width of the pool. Well, halfway. Twenty feet is longer than it looks.
12:23 PM Apr 16th
Amber swam by. Very happy. Got her first gig. Deodorant commercial. Just underarms but a start. She looks great in a bikini. Bob's lucky.
12:34 PM Apr 16th
Going out to celebrate with Amber and Bob. Feel I'm betraying Harry, but their schtick is really none of my business. Besides, I eat better.
5:01 PM Apr 16th
Guy came to our table for my autograph. A&B asked why. Told them I look just like an actor on ST. They've never seen it. It's all ironic.
10:38 PM Apr 16th
Great night for all. The antics next door literally shook the entire building. And I got to listen. Sometimes it's the little things.
8:56 AM Apr 17th
Mike made me up in the bathroom. Very embarrassing. I looked in mirror. Oy. In my suit I look like Jimmy Stewart in Greatest Show On Earth.
7:33 PM Apr 17th
An old cocker came out of a stall. He looked at me with a very quizzical look."What's that on your face, egg?" "Exactly".
7:35 PM Apr 17th
Marched with Jason and seven of his buddies. Heard a man say, "Big deal, we had Solo from the original series at my kid's Bar Mitzvah."
8:21 PM Apr 17th
The rabbi is a big ST fan. Sermon was about how you can go wrong in life. Like the way we did when we killed Data in Nemesis. Sheesh.
8:23 PM Apr 17th
I am feeling strange again. I do not know what is happening. Hailing frequencies...out.
8:24 PM Apr 17th
Last night: Posed for pictures with the family. Uncle Shelly refused to stand next to me. Rabbi asked could I get him tix to the new movie.
9:31 AM Apr 18th
Split a piece of herring w/Monty. Introduced me to his mentor, Harry Berg. Gulp. Harry: "You remind me of someone...are you PeeWee Herman?"
9:33 AM Apr 18th
Spent the day in fetal position. Amber came by. Wanted to know what was wrong. Told her I was just having a Viet Nam flashback. Hugged me.
2:33 PM Apr 18th
Woke up next to Amber. Sweet. Don't know what happened but she was wearing my tallis. Hope she doesn't tell Bob. No more Bar Mitzvah's.
10:29 AM Apr 19th
Went to Denny's with A&B. Don't think Amber said anything to Bob re:last night. Maybe nothing happened. But Amber keeps looking at me funny.
8:43 PM Apr 19th
I can't believe everything is so foggy. I must've drunk too much Mogan David at the Bar Mitzvah. I've got to confront Amber...tomorrow.
8:53 PM Apr 19th
"Amber, I just don't remember what happened last night. I hope I didn't do anything I should be sorry..." "No." She smiled enigmatically.
9:24 AM Apr 20th
"Off to my first job, Norman. I'm not really looking forward to it". "Hey, it's a foot in the door, Amber". "Well, an armpit, really."
10:10 AM Apr 20th
Inspired by Amber. Sometimes we just have to work, like it or not. Called Harry. Agreed to be his driver. Start tomorrow. I'll wear a hat.
10:49 AM Apr 20th
Concerned about Amber. Excited about her first job, then depressed. Seemed to be into Bob, now me. I don't know, maybe it's all in my mind.
11:16 AM Apr 20th
Decided to get away from it all and go to a movie. Going to see a classic, "Double Indemnity". Boy, they don't make 'em like that anymore.
5:20 PM Apr 20th
Close call. Milk dud stuck in my throat. Fortunately, usher knew the Heimlich. A big fan. Autographed a box of Junior Mints for him.
9:42 PM Apr 20th
"Mr. Spiner, wake up, it's time to take your pills" "No, nurse, I..." AHHH! I woke up in a cold sweat. Dreamed I was in the clinic. Whew!
8:35 AM Apr 21st
After the Milk Dud episode, restricting myself to liquids. Go next door to use Amber's blender. Make a donut shake. Gotta keep strength up.
9:34 AM Apr 21st
No answer. Door ajar. Peeked in. "Amber...?" She wont mind me using her blender. Besides, now I can add breaking and entering to my resume.
10:19 AM Apr 21st
Guess it's not really B&E. More like unlawful entry or trespassing. Whatever, it's sure to impress casting agents. I'll leave a note.
10:35 AM Apr 21st
Found paper. Writing on it. 1.Dispose of knife. 2. Dispose of body. 3. Clean area thoroughly. 4.Get fuschia highlights. My head is spinning.
10:51 AM Apr 21st
Amber's note has me freaked. Maybe she's writing a novel or something. Maybe. Called Harry. Postponed job till tomorrow. Too dizzy to drive.
11:01 AM Apr 21st
In the fetal position again. In the dark. I thought she was attracted to me. Should I be scared? Let me answer that question. I already am.
12:17 PM Apr 21st
Monty called. Has audition for a new show. No lines. Possibly recurring. Great. The walls are shaking again. Safe for tonight...I think.
10:31 PM Apr 21st
"Monty, what's the no line character's name?" "Let's see...uh, DEAD BODY." "And it recurs?" "That's what it says. You're perfect for it."
8:41 AM Apr 22nd
Audition tomorrow. Today, real job. Went to Army Surplus. Bought military hat w/visor. Looks good. Bus to Harry's. Should be there by noon.
9:41 AM Apr 22nd
Made it to Harry's a little early. He told me to get familiar with the car. 1958 Mercedes. Beauty. I'll should look great behind the wheel.
11:42 AM Apr 22nd
Drove Harry to his club. " Norm, you think I'm too old for Bobbette? I'm 81, she's 28." "Nah, Harry. Anything under sixty years is fine."
12:13 PM Apr 22nd
Harry burst into tears. "She used to love the sex. Ever since that damn Amber came into our lives, nothing! I think they want to kill me!"
12:40 PM Apr 22nd
Harry whimpered through a round of golf. Took him home. "Say something to make me feel better, Norm". "Could I have the day off tomorrow?"
1:40 PM Apr 22nd
Quiet next door. Thank God. Lying in bed. Working on my audition.
8:38 PM Apr 22nd
Knock at door. Amber. "Norman, I'm scared. Someone's been in my apt. I found this. (paper with the list). Can I stay with you tonight?"
8:58 PM Apr 22nd
"Norman,who could've left this strange note in my room?" "I don't know...'clean thoroughly'...maybe it was housekeeping." "Hold me." "Okay."
9:27 PM Apr 22nd
Amber looks like an angel when she sleeps. Maybe she didn't write the note. Maybe it was the maid. Folks, I'm just as confused as you are.
9:03 AM Apr 23rd
Kissed her gently so I wouldn't wake her. Crept out of the room to go to my audition. Hope she's here when I get back. Wonder where Bob is?
9:56 AM Apr 23rd
On the floor in the audition. Pretended to be dead. Tried to clear my mind of all thought. Images of Amber. Became aroused. Not good.
11:13 AM Apr 23rd
Called Monty for audition feedback. "You didn't get the part. They said you were not believable. That you were wooden." I have to agree.
12:12 PM Apr 23rd
Trying not to get discouraged about acting career. But, gee, I got turned down for the part of a dead body. What's next, inanimate objects?
2:14 PM Apr 23rd
Took a nap. Knock on the door. My heart leapt. " Hey bab..." It was Bob. "Norman, can I talk to you? I think Amber's seeing someone else"!"
9:25 PM Apr 23rd
"Why do you say that, Bob?" "She didn't answer her phone last night. She's been distant. There's someone else." "Nooo, I don't think...". Oy
9:40 PM Apr 23rd
I was finally able to reassure her. Sometimes I'm a pretty good actor. And liar. From the sounds next door, all is well. For them.
9:55 PM Apr 23rd
Monty: " An offer. A producer who was at the Bar Mitzvah wants you to come to his grandson's Bris. No make-up. You're not a Mohel, are you"?
8:55 AM Apr 24th
Amber and Bob came with Harry's car. "Let's go to breakfast! You drive. And wear your hat." They giggled in the back the whole way there.
10:19 AM Apr 24th
Felt kind of sorry for myself, but sorrier for Harry. If A&B are thinking about him at all, it can't be good. At least I get free pancakes.
10:32 AM Apr 24th
" Norm, I need a scene partner for acting class. Wanna exercise your chops?" "What"s it from? "Carnal Knowledge". Our eyes met. She smiled.
11:25 AM Apr 24th
Dropped the girls and went to work. Harry wasn't feeling well. Stomach cramps. " I must've eaten a bad tongue sandwich. Come back tomorrow".
12:13 PM Apr 24th
" Anything I can do before I go, Harry?". "If you see Bobette, ask her where she got that sandwich. Farcacta thing is burning my kishka's".
3:11 PM Apr 24th
Knock knock . "Hi, Bob went home. Ready to rehearse our scene, Norm?" "Sure, did you bring the script?" "I thought we could just improvise."
11:03 PM Apr 24th
What a night. Amber and I spent better part of it doing "sense memory" exercises. She really is very talented. I want to know her better.
9:47 AM Apr 25th
She's really an All-American girl. From Chicago. Her father is in the meat packing business. Kinda funny. Mr. Hamburger makes hot dogs.
10:08 AM Apr 25th
Made a date for later. Off to Harry's to see if I can borrow the car for the evening. Starting to feel happy for the first time in years.
11:58 AM Apr 25th
Harry's. Surrounded by police cars, ambulance. Lights flashing. A stretcher was being carried from the house. Body covered with a blanket.
1:16 PM Apr 25th
I started to pull back the blanket. Cop:"Who are you?" "A friend". "Pretty gruesome. Knife wounds. You sure?" I nodded. Lifted blanket. Bob.
1:20 PM Apr 25th
In house. Harry in bed, tube in nose. " My baby goil is gone, Norman! Why? Why?!" "I'm so sorry, Harry". Poor Bob. Poor Harry... Poor me.
3:13 PM Apr 25th
"I'm Det. Martinez. No murder weapon. We'll find it. And the killer. Don't leave town, Mr. Maine. Hey...you know who you look like like?"
3:54 PM Apr 25th
"You rest, Harry. I'll come back tomorrow. If there's anything I can do...Uh, say...I don't suppose you'll be using your c...oh never mind".
4:03 PM Apr 25th
Does Amber know what's happened? She'll be devastated. Unless she...No. I don't want to believe it. But then...the note.
9:27 PM Apr 25th
No one home next door. Several hours pass. Amber said she was going to yoga. That was this morning. She must be really limber by now.
9:36 PM Apr 25th
I'm going to try to sleep. Feel uneasy. Put a chair against the door. And a refrigerator. I'll deal with this when I wake up...if I wake up.
9:58 PM Apr 25th
Morning. Whew! Slept in a fitful fetal. Dreamt about Bob. She was pointing at her head. Wonder what that means? Alev a shalom, Bob.
10:06 AM Apr 26th
Amber still not home. Such a sweet kid. Scared for her, worried for Harry,too. Better get over there pronto. As pronto as a city bus can go.
10:23 AM Apr 26th
Expected the nurse to answer the door, but Harry did. He looks different. Oh, his hair is kind of pink or red...fushcia. "Come in, Brent".
11:18 AM Apr 26th
"Nice dye job, Harry". "You're one to talk, kid." "What've you done with Amber?" A familiar voice. "Don't worry, Normie, I'm copacetic."
12:30 PM Apr 26th
"Amber...? "Haven't you hoid, kid, love is funny." His arm slid around her. She kissed his cheek. There was a spot of fuschia on her lips.
1:37 PM Apr 26th
"Why did you kill Bob?" "We had to. She'd have never let him go. She'd have taken all our...his money. Fortunately for us, you came along".
2:17 PM Apr 26th
"I knew who you were from the start, Brent. I saw all TNG movies twice. Except "Nemesis". That one sucked. And I knew you opened the box."
2:43 PM Apr 26th
"Your prints are all over that knife." "My prints aren't on file." "Don't matter, kid, they match the ones on my steering wheel. Run along".
3:19 PM Apr 26th
"You'll never get away with this." " Martinez finds that knife tomorrow." "There's just one thing I have to say... 'Nemesis' did not suck!"
3:26 PM Apr 26th
I ran. Fast as my legs would carry me. Which is slow. Back to the apt/hotel, gathered my few things and checked out. It was awful, but home.
8:25 PM Apr 26th
Into the night. Where to go? Wish I was back at the Betty White. 'Nemesis', good or bad? Who gives a shit!! Sorry...I'm a little strung out.
8:35 PM Apr 26th
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam Myoho Renge Kyo...Nam M...
9:02 PM Apr 26th
Got a cheap room. The Taranchula Arms. Sink/toilet combo. Watching t.v. 'COPS'. Hey, maybe this show will be my return to series television.
9:11 AM Apr 27th
Watching 'Jerry Springer' now. Woman married to proctologist, cheating with circus clown. Makes me feel slightly better about my life.
9:30 AM Apr 27th
Bought wheels from a guy in a coffee shop. I think it used to be some kind of Toyota. Can sleep in it if I have to. If I can remove my legs.
4:22 PM Apr 27th
Call me crazy, but I miss Amber. Going to drive to the beach tonight. Nothing like a little salt air to clear the mind. What's left of it.
4:45 PM Apr 27th
The Pacific at night. A dark and inviting mistress. Perhaps I am Norman Maine. I removed my clothes and disappeared into the black abyss.
8:54 PM Apr 27th
OH MY GOD!! IT'S FREEEEZING!! Only got in as far as my knees. There's no way they shot that scene in L.A. Toweling off with my orange pants.
9:00 PM Apr 27th
In the Blanch DuBois suite. Wonder what Harry and Amber are doing? Wonder where the knife is? Wonder if I survive ? It's a Wonderful Life.
9:32 PM Apr 27th
"Monty, I need help." "Where are you? The hotel said you moved..." "I'm being framed for the murder of Harry's wife!" "You did it?" "No!!!"
9:12 AM Apr 28th
"They haven't found a murder weapon and the only suspect is his driver." "That's me." "Wh...?" "I'll explain when I see you." "Where?"
9:18 AM Apr 28th
" Pink's at noon." "Ok." "And if you get there before me, order me two chili dogs, all the way." "So, this mean you're not doing the Bris?"
9:23 AM Apr 28th
Watching Oprah. Always makes me cry. I'm a wuss. Hey, maybe if I survive this thing she'll have me on. Look what it did for Tom..oh, yeah.
10:20 AM Apr 28th
Drive past Pink's. Crawling with cops. Damn that Monty. He ratted me out. If you can't trust your agent who can you...What am I saying?
12:01 PM Apr 28th
Now what? Can't think, Can't think! Thank God I didn't tell Monty where I was living. Damnit, I'm furious. I really wanted those hot dogs!!!
12:34 PM Apr 28th
"Why Monty?" "For your own good. Meshugeh, turn yourself in." "What did Harry tell you?" "He's too upset to talk. It was his nurse, Amber".
3:16 PM Apr 28th
"She said you were a son to him. You fell for his cute little wife, she didn't respond, you stabbed her.""You think there a pilot in this?"
4:22 PM Apr 28th
"I'm ashamed of you. As a client and a Jew." "Oh for Crissakes, I didn't kill her! Harry and Amber did it! " "You're sick." "You're fired."
5:33 PM Apr 28th
She fooled Monty. Like she fooled me. Clever dame. If I don't stop them I'll be playcationing for life in the Big House. Whatever that is.
9:29 PM Apr 28th
New York Post. Headline: DATA DOOD IT! "... knife was found in the trunk of the car Spiner was driving...police suspect...subject at large.
9:25 AM Apr 29th
They must've matched the prints on the knife with those on the steering wheel. There's a lesson in this. Don't open other people's mail.
9:41 AM Apr 29th
Found a surgical supply. Pulled the brim low on my baseball cap and bought a mask. Put it on. With this swine flu thing, no one will ask.
10:18 AM Apr 29th
Looked in the mirror. Even with the mask, still looks like me. Can't go out again. Think of something else. No time to grow beard. I know..
3:59 PM Apr 29th
Shaved my head. Pretty smooth. A few nicks. I look like Mr. Clean on heroin. Scary. Some of the patients at the clinic would be so jealous.
4:29 PM Apr 29th
Tested new look. Went to Zankou Chicken for dinner. Had a shwarma plate. No one recognized me. Though, difficult to eat in a surgical mask.
9:07 PM Apr 29th
Still can't believe Amber didn't feel something for me. Her affection seemed so real. Particularly when she...well, you had to be there.
9:34 PM Apr 29th
Maybe I should see Martinez. Tell him everything. The truth will set you free. Maybe he'll believe me. It's always better to tell the...Nah.
8:29 AM Apr 30th
I'm jonesing for Amber. I have to see her. Talk to her. Running out of money. And time. I'm going back to the house. For what?... Who knows?
9:12 AM Apr 30th
Preparing myself. Did yoga. Chanted. Pressed my suit as best I could. Reshaved head. Must leave instructions should anything happen to me.
10:46 AM Apr 30th
I, Brent Spiner, of sound mnid and body, leave all my earthly possessions (one suit,6pr pants) to The Actor's Fund. Will get big$$ on ebay.
10:51 AM Apr 30th
Driving around LA. Reliving all of my past Adventures in LaLaLand. It all comes to a head tonight. I can feel it in my...well, in my head.
11:58 AM Apr 30th
Just had what I hope won't be my last Fatburger...my last anything. Got special sauce all over my mask. Good thing I bought a spare.
3:36 PM Apr 30th
Driving toward the hills, and Amber. Don't think she'll recognize me. Wearing my suit. With shaved head and mask I look hip and paranoid.
3:43 PM Apr 30th
Parked outside Harry's house. Don't know what I'll say or do. Can't go in till I stop shaking. Wish I'd saved some of my pills from clinic.
4:14 PM Apr 30th
The gate opened. A limo pulled out. Harry and Amber in the backseat. I have to follow. Going East on Sunset. Turning South to Melrose.
5:06 PM Apr 30th
I know this neighborhood well. The limo turning into Paramount Pictures. Oh my God...They're going to premiere of the new STAR TREK movie!
5:11 PM Apr 30th
Limo drove past guard gate into parking lot. What to do? What to do? Namyoho renge kyo, Namyoho renge kyo, Namyoho renge...Oh what the hell.
5:22 PM Apr 30th
Kip, the guard, I know him. Pulled my mask up. (ala Patrick Stewart) Hello, Kip!" " Evening Mr. Stewart. Enjoy the film" "Make it so!"
5:26 PM Apr 30th
Hiding in a bathroom stall till lights go down. I'll sneak in. This is the perfect place to be. There's a very good chance I might vomit.
5:41 PM Apr 30th
Lesson #2 : Remove mask before throwing up. I'll be going into the theater sans mask.
6:37 PM Apr 30th
Found seat in the back. Missed first five minutes. Spotted Harry and Amber. I've got to do something. But I think I'll watch movie first.
7:08 PM Apr 30th
Wow,great movie. Crowd goes wild. Director and cast come out on stage. Nimoy steps to the mike. Tumultuous applause. He begins to speak.
9:05 PM Apr 30th
But, at that moment I find myself standing up. "Ladies and gentlemen..." A gasp goes through the audience. I hear my name being whispered...
9:06 PM Apr 30th
" I know you've been heard some crazy things about me. If I may, I'd like to set the record straight. I didn't kill anyone I..." "STOP!"
9:13 PM Apr 30th
Martinez and crew with Kip."I knew it wasn't Mr. Stewart! His head has a much nicer shape." Martinez steps forward," Come with us, now."
9:17 PM Apr 30th
A voice. Leonard's. " Let him speak! Give the man his say." The crowd concurs. Martinez steps back. "Thanks, Leonard. Loved the movie."
9:25 PM Apr 30th
"Mr. Abraham, forgive me. This is your night. I'll continue with your kind permission." Abraham looked at me, nodded and smiled, "Engage".
9:27 PM Apr 30th
I pointed at Harry and Amber. "That elderly man and that...absolutely adorable creature sitting next to him killed his wife and framed me".
9:33 PM Apr 30th
Harry sputtered,"That's absoid! The man's crazy! Arrest him before he hurts someone else." He took Amber by the hand and stood to leave.
9:36 PM Apr 30th
"Harry, I understand. Love is a powerful thing. Makes you do things you never thought you were capable of. Amber, it's you. You caused this"
9:41 PM Apr 30th
" Bob loved you, and you killed her. I loved you, you framed me. And Harry, believe me, you're next. How could so much love lead to this?"
9:45 PM Apr 30th
"Amber, you'll regret this. Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life." Amber and Harry stood frozen.
9:47 PM Apr 30th
The room was silent.Then, a man stood and raised his hand. "Mr. Spiner, do you think it was a mistake killing Data at the end of Nemesis?"
9:53 PM Apr 30th
Harry pulled a pistol from inside his coat."Someone's got to stop him before he kills again!" Several people screamed. Mostly women. And me.
9:59 PM Apr 30th
Martinez grabbed Harry's arm. Shots rang out. The crowd became hysterical. Absolute chaos. A cop grabbed me but some fans pushed him away.
10:04 PM Apr 30th
The room has gone mad. Like one of Tod Hackett's paintings in Day of the Locust. Bullets flying. Felt something burning hot graze my temple
10:08 PM Apr 30th
The room was spinning out of control. A black hole opened. I was sucked in...
10:09 PM Apr 30th
After drifting in space for several hours, regained consciousness in a jail cell in downtown LA. My head still aches. Bullets will do that.
8:32 AM May 1st
Wonder what's become of Harry and Amber. What a crazy night. The thing I keep remembering most about it? That new Uhura is sizzling hot!
8:38 AM May 1st
Martinez. "You're a lucky man. We traced the weapon to 'the knife show'. Ordered by one Amber Jordan." "Hamburger." "No, meatloaf today."
8:54 AM May 1st
"Harrry told us everything. You're free to go, sir." "Could I see her?" " He took me to Amber's cell. She looked looked cute in prison garb.
9:00 AM May 1st
"Baby, I love you. It was Harry. He.." "You killed Bob. Wouldn't call her a friend, but she was nice to me. You're taking the fall, sister."
9:05 AM May 1st
"But, I love you." " I love you,too. And when you get outta here in fifty years or so, I'll be waiting." "But, you'll be dead." " Oh yeah."
9:08 AM May 1st
Martinez walked me to my car. We shook hands. " Piece of advice, Mr. Spiner. If I were you, I leave town." "What, and quit show business?"
9:16 AM May 1st
I drove into the beautiful morning light. A perfect day in Lotus Land. Three blocks from the prison, my left front tire fell off. The end.
9:19 AM May 1st
Source: http://colddeadfish.blogspot.nl/2009/05/brent-spiners-twitter-story.html
Data Integration
Today I already wrote about my job. A little bit more...will serve as a set up to a joke probably only IT experts and/or Star Trek fans are going to find funny, but here goes anyway.
I'm a functional designer for the System Integration team of our organization. Basically, I design software for transportation of data and information between different applications within the organization.
Now the joke, or rather retelling of one particular small, not that interesting, event.
Yesterday, at work, I was watching some Brent Spiner pictures when my manager returned to his desk. He has to approach from behind me to get to his own desk and can see what's on my screen. He saw I was watching Brent pictures and he said: "Ah, you're doing Data Integration!"
It still makes me laugh. It made Owen laugh (friend and fellow IT specialist).
And for good measure, I photo of Brent Spiner in a bathtub about which I had a pointless conversation with someone:
I'm a functional designer for the System Integration team of our organization. Basically, I design software for transportation of data and information between different applications within the organization.
Now the joke, or rather retelling of one particular small, not that interesting, event.
Yesterday, at work, I was watching some Brent Spiner pictures when my manager returned to his desk. He has to approach from behind me to get to his own desk and can see what's on my screen. He saw I was watching Brent pictures and he said: "Ah, you're doing Data Integration!"
It still makes me laugh. It made Owen laugh (friend and fellow IT specialist).
And for good measure, I photo of Brent Spiner in a bathtub about which I had a pointless conversation with someone:
Flight of Thought
General State of Mind
Trouble….concentrating….
No….energy….
No…ambition…
Only…sleep…
A few things that linger in my mind, except for Alexander, all Brent related.
1) Someone online said: “If you see Spiner sitting there (at a convention), you know you’ve got Lore, not Data.” Me: So true, so on the money!
2) Brent about his first album ‘Ol’ Yellow Eyes is Back’: “I started to clean up the storage it’s (the original recordings) in, but I uh….I got tired.” Me: That made me laugh, because I understand that so well.
3) Me: There was another one, but I can’t think of it.
General State of Mind
Surprisingly…much…energy…
Confused…by…it
Must…be…the…self…made…
…energy…bars….
Trouble….concentrating….
No….energy….
No…ambition…
Only…sleep…
A few things that linger in my mind, except for Alexander, all Brent related.
1) Someone online said: “If you see Spiner sitting there (at a convention), you know you’ve got Lore, not Data.” Me: So true, so on the money!
2) Brent about his first album ‘Ol’ Yellow Eyes is Back’: “I started to clean up the storage it’s (the original recordings) in, but I uh….I got tired.” Me: That made me laugh, because I understand that so well.
3) Me: There was another one, but I can’t think of it.
General State of Mind
Surprisingly…much…energy…
Confused…by…it
Must…be…the…self…made…
…energy…bars….
General Surprise About My Position in My Job
During my whole career as an IT-professional, I was not only lucky to work on several different projects in different kind of subjects as well as in different kind of organizations, I had also the honour to work with several different people, some of which are high achievers always trying to run faster than the environment could follow. Apparently, I was found capable enough to eventually take on a bit of a lead and operate nearly completely independent. It turns out, I am not much of a teamplayer, but more of forerunner trying to pull the team to a higher level.
I know this much, I don’t suffer fools gladly and I tend to be impatient with people not quite (yet) getting what we’re trying to achieve. I’m a perfectionist and I expect no less of others. Tricky, since not everyone is as perfectionistic as I am. But I’ve been very lucky to have worked with other nitpickers who dissected my work as much as I did theirs. Gladly, cause it improved theirs and my work. I’ve been lucky to have worked in small teams, usually no more than two of us steering the whole damn team/project, building a powerhouse collaboration.
I am nearly in the same position now. My nearest colleague, I work closest with, is slowly growing towards a different function which means he’s getting busy and dumping work he used to do on my desk while he concentrates on another side of our work. It means I’m not basically writing functional designs anymore, I’m now writing proposals for new projects and for company policies. Once again I managed to manoeuvre myself into doing tasks on a higher plane than I’m hired for. Now I want the appropriate reward as well since costs seem to double this winter.
I don’t really want to sound arrogant and celebrate my own well doing at work, it’s just that it leaves me baffled every time. I don’t think I’m as good as some other people seem to think. I’m smart enough and I have the fortune of having a fairly sweet and pleasing disposition, but I’m only human and I can pinpoint the mistakes and character flaws easily. With where I am today, I count myself very lucky people are willing to see good in me and trust me to take on certain tasks. I am up for it, but maybe there’s someone else out there who’s upper for it. But then again, there probably always is, for most people.
I know this much, I don’t suffer fools gladly and I tend to be impatient with people not quite (yet) getting what we’re trying to achieve. I’m a perfectionist and I expect no less of others. Tricky, since not everyone is as perfectionistic as I am. But I’ve been very lucky to have worked with other nitpickers who dissected my work as much as I did theirs. Gladly, cause it improved theirs and my work. I’ve been lucky to have worked in small teams, usually no more than two of us steering the whole damn team/project, building a powerhouse collaboration.
I am nearly in the same position now. My nearest colleague, I work closest with, is slowly growing towards a different function which means he’s getting busy and dumping work he used to do on my desk while he concentrates on another side of our work. It means I’m not basically writing functional designs anymore, I’m now writing proposals for new projects and for company policies. Once again I managed to manoeuvre myself into doing tasks on a higher plane than I’m hired for. Now I want the appropriate reward as well since costs seem to double this winter.
I don’t really want to sound arrogant and celebrate my own well doing at work, it’s just that it leaves me baffled every time. I don’t think I’m as good as some other people seem to think. I’m smart enough and I have the fortune of having a fairly sweet and pleasing disposition, but I’m only human and I can pinpoint the mistakes and character flaws easily. With where I am today, I count myself very lucky people are willing to see good in me and trust me to take on certain tasks. I am up for it, but maybe there’s someone else out there who’s upper for it. But then again, there probably always is, for most people.
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
With You...Still...
On June 21 I started posting a series of character studies in honour of Alexander. It felt fitting since it was Alexander's death day. On August 25 I completely neglected to celebrate his birthday. That seems strangely fitting too, since Alexander didn't really enjoy a happy life.
Yes, he still has me.
Rest in Peace, my dear prince.
Yes, he still has me.
Rest in Peace, my dear prince.
Monday, October 14, 2013
Don't Throw Away Anything
In the light of the refound missing episodes of Doctor Who, and also to honor my mum, who never threw away anything, I give you this post. But mainly because it made me laugh. Read this first.
http://www.cravenherald.co.uk/news/9285887.Sir_Patrick_Stewart_on_Shakespeare_and_Star_Trek/
When I told my mum I was moving out, now about 7 years ago, she immediately claimed my bedroom and dragged all my childhood stuf from the attic for me to take to my new home. It landed me in the situation sir Patrick finds him in, in this here article.
What to do with all this.....My advice would be, sell it on an auction or ebay. Possibly signed.
What I did with it? Most of it I threw away, some of it I kept and my dolls and play animals I donated to the day care on my doorstep. One little girl immediately took care of one of my dolls, of which I was very happy.
Some strange conversations sprouted from that particular meeting. Maybe a post for another day.
http://www.cravenherald.co.uk/news/9285887.Sir_Patrick_Stewart_on_Shakespeare_and_Star_Trek/
When I told my mum I was moving out, now about 7 years ago, she immediately claimed my bedroom and dragged all my childhood stuf from the attic for me to take to my new home. It landed me in the situation sir Patrick finds him in, in this here article.
What to do with all this.....My advice would be, sell it on an auction or ebay. Possibly signed.
What I did with it? Most of it I threw away, some of it I kept and my dolls and play animals I donated to the day care on my doorstep. One little girl immediately took care of one of my dolls, of which I was very happy.
Some strange conversations sprouted from that particular meeting. Maybe a post for another day.
...If...ST....TNG...Remake
First things first; I'm not for a TNG remake. However, if Tom Hiddleston would be cast as Data....Wow! You know my feelings about Data and I really like Tom Hiddleston.
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| This has been spread so many times, I don't know its original source. Right here it says something about the source: http://www.themarysue.com/star-trek-tng-recast/#1 |
Friday, October 11, 2013
Refound: Missing Doctor Who Eps
The reason this news was not the first to appear on my blog is, I'm not used to sharing good news about one of my hobbies. But here goes:
They found 11 episodes of Classic Who of which 9 turned out to be missing from the BBC archives. In other words, two Classic, Patrick Troughton, stories have been recovered and will be released shortly. It goes without saying I already pre-ordered one: "Enemy of the World". The other refound story is "the Web of Fear" which has the yetis!!!
Doctor Whohooo!!!
Go here for more info and other DW-related news: Blogtor Who: Missing Episodes Recovered
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| The DVD artwork for the two upcoming releases has already been released |
They found 11 episodes of Classic Who of which 9 turned out to be missing from the BBC archives. In other words, two Classic, Patrick Troughton, stories have been recovered and will be released shortly. It goes without saying I already pre-ordered one: "Enemy of the World". The other refound story is "the Web of Fear" which has the yetis!!!
Doctor Whohooo!!!
Go here for more info and other DW-related news: Blogtor Who: Missing Episodes Recovered
Possible Recipe for (Self-Made) Energy Bars
Ingredients
Required:
Dates (in the Netherlands, one packet is good for two bars. You can use the packet as a mould for the bars)
At least one of the options under optional 1
Optional 1:
Cereal (I use cereal only, because it often contains nuts and dried fruit)
All kind of nuts
Dried fruit
Chocolate
Raisins
Optional 2:
Cacoa powder
Vanilla sugar
Brown sugar
Instructions
1. Cut all the dates up and remove the seed
2. Add whatever ingredients you choose
3. Start kneading it all together
4. Put it in a mould and knead it in the right shape
5. Put a lit or tin foil around it
6. Put it in the fridge overnight to let it gel into a nice firm bar
Tip
If you’ve got something chocolaty in it, don’t knead it too much. This way you get in less of the nuts and other stuff, and all the dates. The dates in this shape takes really well with the chocolate.
If you want your bar nice and crispy, knead it all through till all the ingredients are taken in and you get a nice big lump. These bars are very rich and remain crispy longer.
The bars are very rich. Eating one bar will take some doing.
The older the bars get, the dryer and richer they will get.
Enjoy!
Required:
Dates (in the Netherlands, one packet is good for two bars. You can use the packet as a mould for the bars)
At least one of the options under optional 1
Optional 1:
Cereal (I use cereal only, because it often contains nuts and dried fruit)
All kind of nuts
Dried fruit
Chocolate
Raisins
Optional 2:
Cacoa powder
Vanilla sugar
Brown sugar
Instructions
1. Cut all the dates up and remove the seed
2. Add whatever ingredients you choose
3. Start kneading it all together
4. Put it in a mould and knead it in the right shape
5. Put a lit or tin foil around it
6. Put it in the fridge overnight to let it gel into a nice firm bar
Tip
If you’ve got something chocolaty in it, don’t knead it too much. This way you get in less of the nuts and other stuff, and all the dates. The dates in this shape takes really well with the chocolate.
If you want your bar nice and crispy, knead it all through till all the ingredients are taken in and you get a nice big lump. These bars are very rich and remain crispy longer.
The bars are very rich. Eating one bar will take some doing.
The older the bars get, the dryer and richer they will get.
Enjoy!
Autumn Struck Again
Today I was asked twice what was the matter with me. I am normally more upbeat and cheerful. I could smile, for example. I wasn’t aware my autumn exhaustion was so obvious.
Yes, autumn has struck again. I couldn’t wake up this morning, which also meant I was very late for work. Right now, I feel hot like I’ve got a fever. I feel light headed and I’ve got a headache. Wow, my autumn exhaustion has taken on new heights and it didn’t even notify me. I’m afraid I’m going to have to look into insurancing my autumn/winter dip for health reasons, obviously. The last few years I’ve been avoiding this, because I’m afraid I’ll get dependent on medicins or something.
I can tell you, however, this week I made four energy bars for work. They turned out beautifull and delicious. Have a look at a small piece of one of the energy bars.
Hopefully, it will help in my autumn/winter dip. And let’s hope the sun won’t stay away till April next year, like it did this year.
Yes, autumn has struck again. I couldn’t wake up this morning, which also meant I was very late for work. Right now, I feel hot like I’ve got a fever. I feel light headed and I’ve got a headache. Wow, my autumn exhaustion has taken on new heights and it didn’t even notify me. I’m afraid I’m going to have to look into insurancing my autumn/winter dip for health reasons, obviously. The last few years I’ve been avoiding this, because I’m afraid I’ll get dependent on medicins or something.
I can tell you, however, this week I made four energy bars for work. They turned out beautifull and delicious. Have a look at a small piece of one of the energy bars.
Hopefully, it will help in my autumn/winter dip. And let’s hope the sun won’t stay away till April next year, like it did this year.
Thursday, October 10, 2013
DW vs ST
A few posts away I linked to a site were arguments for DW and sort of against ST were given to which I believe I said: “This”.
Eventhough I do agree with the arguments given, they are not my own. For me it’s really fairly simple: “Doctor Who can make me unreasonably happy, Star Trek never managed that”.
Nobody knows the ultimate answer to why DW is as loved as it is. All kind of arguments ring true, and all kind of aspects of the show attract different kinds of people. I don’t think there is an ultimate answer.
For ST it seems more cut-and-dried. When asked, the answer often is: “Because it gives hope”. Really? I didn’t pick up on that one. What I see when watching Star Trek is people struggling as much as they do now. The only difference is we’re fighting on a galactic scale, eventhough we don’t really want to. Damn Romulans….and…other creatures!
ST is somewhat preachy, telling the viewers and other races how best to live their lives, eventhough they claim not to impose their living standards on anyone. Naah, they only judge you. If ST was a bit more honest, and a bit less self-congratulory and a bit less preachy I would like ST even more. It would have been a really serious contender for DW.
DW knows its silly. DW doesn’t claim to know better. In fact, the Doctor is often put in his place. In the Whoniverse actions have consequenses, even over a long run. DW is more about identity searching and learning than ST. DW is not preachy, but stays close to what it was intended for; entertainment.
Star Trek is for ‘hope’ (apparently) and Doctor Who for ‘escape’. In any case, outside shines the sun and and inside the TV is on.
Post: DW vs the Rest of Sci-fi
Eventhough I do agree with the arguments given, they are not my own. For me it’s really fairly simple: “Doctor Who can make me unreasonably happy, Star Trek never managed that”.
Nobody knows the ultimate answer to why DW is as loved as it is. All kind of arguments ring true, and all kind of aspects of the show attract different kinds of people. I don’t think there is an ultimate answer.
For ST it seems more cut-and-dried. When asked, the answer often is: “Because it gives hope”. Really? I didn’t pick up on that one. What I see when watching Star Trek is people struggling as much as they do now. The only difference is we’re fighting on a galactic scale, eventhough we don’t really want to. Damn Romulans….and…other creatures!
ST is somewhat preachy, telling the viewers and other races how best to live their lives, eventhough they claim not to impose their living standards on anyone. Naah, they only judge you. If ST was a bit more honest, and a bit less self-congratulory and a bit less preachy I would like ST even more. It would have been a really serious contender for DW.
DW knows its silly. DW doesn’t claim to know better. In fact, the Doctor is often put in his place. In the Whoniverse actions have consequenses, even over a long run. DW is more about identity searching and learning than ST. DW is not preachy, but stays close to what it was intended for; entertainment.
Star Trek is for ‘hope’ (apparently) and Doctor Who for ‘escape’. In any case, outside shines the sun and and inside the TV is on.
Post: DW vs the Rest of Sci-fi
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Crossing Over in Real Life
Here's another crossing over, but from a real world point of view, as wikipedia would call it:
Reminiscent of:
I know I posted this before, but have another look.
Reminiscent of:
I know I posted this before, but have another look.
Cross Over
Just a mish mash of cross over things I found today:
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| The Doctor is not impressed with Voldemort. Voldemort seems utterly confuzzled with the Doctor. |
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| The Doctor meets Data!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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| This one is really well done. The ladies look loverly! |
Monday, October 7, 2013
Look, I Made a Hat
Where there never was a hat.
Art might not be easy, but what I’m doing for work right now isn’t easy either. I started on a piece that should be used as guidelines for the whole organization. A hell of a job, but if I pull it off, it will look nice on my CV.
I’ve been following actors and artists, I’ve been reading their tweets, interviews and what’s there.They all seem to be under the impression their job is the hardest in the world. They seem to be under the impression their job is unique in that. No-one knows anything about what others are doing.
I was in my teens when I found out there’s usually more to things, people and situations, that includes jobs, than meets the eye. We so easily forget that.
In my teens I got my first job, a side job to get some work experience and some money. It was then I learnt. It was then I saw how people thought I was only able to scan products, ask for money and greet. They seemed to think I was plastered to my seat whenever I was on duty. I was not; we had many other side tasks that required us to leave our checkout counter and use our brains.
An old colleague once said to me, over a fresh coffee from the machine: “You think IT is not creative? Let me tell you something; it’s one of the most creative jobs in the world.” He was right. Just like in art I spent a lot of time designing, working out small pieces of my task and then I spend a great deal on putting it all together. It involves the end product, like a painting. It involves babbling to people. It involves convincing people things need to be done so you can get the money and manpower. All that together should result in a working functionality, in working software at the convenience of us, the people. The same efforts it takes to make an artwork, it just looks different.
I think, the above described goes for a lot of jobs, maybe even for most. A doctor puts in the hours to work out the best method for analysis, for treatment, for the babble, for the end result being a healthy person. The architect and builder who built your house has put in the same effort so you have a roof over your head.
It’s life really, isn’t it? Without effort, nothing will go the way you want it to. You have to make things happen. You have to put in the effort. Putting it all together. Making a hat, where there was none.
I am putting it together right now. I don’t have quite the hat yet, but I have the first specs (of light?) on paper.
Art might not be easy, but what I’m doing for work right now isn’t easy either. I started on a piece that should be used as guidelines for the whole organization. A hell of a job, but if I pull it off, it will look nice on my CV.
I’ve been following actors and artists, I’ve been reading their tweets, interviews and what’s there.They all seem to be under the impression their job is the hardest in the world. They seem to be under the impression their job is unique in that. No-one knows anything about what others are doing.
I was in my teens when I found out there’s usually more to things, people and situations, that includes jobs, than meets the eye. We so easily forget that.
In my teens I got my first job, a side job to get some work experience and some money. It was then I learnt. It was then I saw how people thought I was only able to scan products, ask for money and greet. They seemed to think I was plastered to my seat whenever I was on duty. I was not; we had many other side tasks that required us to leave our checkout counter and use our brains.
An old colleague once said to me, over a fresh coffee from the machine: “You think IT is not creative? Let me tell you something; it’s one of the most creative jobs in the world.” He was right. Just like in art I spent a lot of time designing, working out small pieces of my task and then I spend a great deal on putting it all together. It involves the end product, like a painting. It involves babbling to people. It involves convincing people things need to be done so you can get the money and manpower. All that together should result in a working functionality, in working software at the convenience of us, the people. The same efforts it takes to make an artwork, it just looks different.
I think, the above described goes for a lot of jobs, maybe even for most. A doctor puts in the hours to work out the best method for analysis, for treatment, for the babble, for the end result being a healthy person. The architect and builder who built your house has put in the same effort so you have a roof over your head.
It’s life really, isn’t it? Without effort, nothing will go the way you want it to. You have to make things happen. You have to put in the effort. Putting it all together. Making a hat, where there was none.
I am putting it together right now. I don’t have quite the hat yet, but I have the first specs (of light?) on paper.
Friday, October 4, 2013
Data & Amy Pond Meet
It happened. I have the proof right here:
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| As you guessed right, my brain just exploded. |
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Doctor Who vs the Rest of Sci-fi
This article says it all: Why Doctor Who?
http://entertainment.time.com/2013/03/15/why-doctor-who-is-pop-culture-sci-fi-at-its-best/
http://entertainment.time.com/2013/03/15/why-doctor-who-is-pop-culture-sci-fi-at-its-best/
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Feet
OMG!!!! It's a pair of feet!!!!!!!!! TWICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Recognize the sensible shoes and trainers?
Recognize the sensible shoes and trainers?
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Can I Join?
Today I will hear if I can buy tickets for the Doctor Who 50th anniversary celebrations in November. I'm actually quite eager to know. Other than that, I'm more busy with work.
And now....the Large!
And now...
"The new Trek reboot, Wheaton pointed out, translated Star Trek “into a language that my kids can speak, made them excited about it.” Which led me to think that just as every Doctor Who fan has “their Doctor,” each generation of Trekkers needs its own Star Trek. And for those of us for whom ST:TNG was our Star Trek, it was a treat to spend some time with actors who feel like old friends, and who were clearly having a blast themselves."
Source: http://www.tor.com/blogs/2012/11/star-trek-next-generation-reunion-austin-comic-con
He said 'Doctor Who', he said 'Doctor Who'.
Somewhere I read Patrick Stewart once said he was interested in doing Doctor Who and here's a video of Brent Spiner announcing several times he wants to do Doctor Who: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UL_fE_XC3Qo. Check around 8:15. There's also Patrick Stewart I believe and some more Doctor Who.
Best Star Trek TNG related introduction to an article ever!
"When onetime Captain Jean-Luc Picard Patrick Stewart, ..., made it so with fiancée Sunny Ozell last month, it was witnessed by a Starftleet’s worth of familiar faces."
Source: http://arts.nationalpost.com/2013/09/18/the-entire-cast-of-star-trek-tng-was-at-patrick-stewarts-wedding-to-sunny-ozell/
And now....the Large!
And now...
"The new Trek reboot, Wheaton pointed out, translated Star Trek “into a language that my kids can speak, made them excited about it.” Which led me to think that just as every Doctor Who fan has “their Doctor,” each generation of Trekkers needs its own Star Trek. And for those of us for whom ST:TNG was our Star Trek, it was a treat to spend some time with actors who feel like old friends, and who were clearly having a blast themselves."
Source: http://www.tor.com/blogs/2012/11/star-trek-next-generation-reunion-austin-comic-con
He said 'Doctor Who', he said 'Doctor Who'.
Somewhere I read Patrick Stewart once said he was interested in doing Doctor Who and here's a video of Brent Spiner announcing several times he wants to do Doctor Who: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UL_fE_XC3Qo. Check around 8:15. There's also Patrick Stewart I believe and some more Doctor Who.
Best Star Trek TNG related introduction to an article ever!
"When onetime Captain Jean-Luc Picard Patrick Stewart, ..., made it so with fiancée Sunny Ozell last month, it was witnessed by a Starftleet’s worth of familiar faces."
Source: http://arts.nationalpost.com/2013/09/18/the-entire-cast-of-star-trek-tng-was-at-patrick-stewarts-wedding-to-sunny-ozell/
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