Scribblings From The Public Restroom Stalls Of The Gods

Every couple of days I go to theLogBook.com’s Twitter account and “tweet” whatever interesting new updates there are to all of about six or seven people, roughly half of whom are folks who already write for theLogBook.com and, as such, know what’s coming up anyway. Maybe Twitter is one of these social technologies that’s just “too young for me,” but I’m not sure I’m a good… well… twit. I don’t follow other folks or spend more than a couple of minutes on the site a day (a marked contrast to my Facebook addiction), and I don’t talk 2 u in cool txt msg spk. (My old TV promo job involved packing info into a very small space – soemtimes as small as 4 seconds – so using an economy of actual words instead of bastardized abbreviations is actually a specialty of mine. I refuse 2 resort 2 txt msg spk…D’OH!

I also don’t use theLogBook’s Twitter account to blast my personal status report across the ‘net (or, as I refer to it, assisted stalking). I do enough of that on Facebook (and furthermore it’s only seen by folks who I’ve approved to be on the list), and I only do it on Facebook if I actually have something to report or some clever one-liner to throw out there. Most of my Facebook status updates have to do with taking care of the kiddo.

The plain, simple truth is that I don’t do anything interesting enough during the average day to merit something like Twitter or, arguably, Facebook. I sit at home, looking for promising job listings (and see very few because I’m not a registered nurse with a class “A” commercial drivers’ license who’s also fluent in Spanish). I scratch my butt, my nose, occasionally my shoulder. I eat stuff. I poop later. I work on video projects (literally about the most interesting thing that I do, period, and I guarantee you that you’d put it in the same category as watching paint dry if you were here watching me work on it), I write stuff, I drop the kiddo off for day care for a few hours so he can be with kids his age instead of a kid his dad’s age, I play with the cats, I watch the weather. I occasionally take a nap, and I seldom give one. Thrilling, eh?

Some days I wonder quite what I’m doing on the internet; I’m not sure anyone would notice if I suddenly wasn’t.

So maybe I’m missing the point of Twitter, and maybe it’s early days yet, but thus far, I’m really not seeing much of a benefit from theLogBook’s Twitter account. I’ll give it about another month; if, by that time, half of the “followers” list still consists of folks who already know what’s on the site, I’ll probably ditch it and save myself a little time.

Okay, last Doctor Who post for a bit. This covers some stuff revealed in San Diego over the weekend, and other announcements that have emerged during the same period from entities who weren’t in San Diego over the weekend. Confused yet? Sure you are. Some of this info may be spoileresque. More »

If you’re freaked out by the thought of a grown man who’s still adding to his toy collection, feel free to wait for the next train! More »

Am I gonna blog about anything but baby antics and Doctor Who this week? Not a chance – especially not when there are new Doctor Who figures on display at SDCC right now. More »

When I took Evan to day care today, he was so excited to be there that he barrelled right through the moveable barrier than runs down the middle of his classroom, and knocked it over. As you can imagine, without the barrier, you suddenly have toddlers bouncing all over the place like ricocheting pinballs. Baby stampede!

When I went to pick him up later, he did the same thing, only all the little guys and gals followed him toward the door. I guess he’s told them good things about his daddy or something; at this rate I need to paint half of his face blue every day before taking him to day care, so he can lead the charge to FREEDOM!!!

Revolutionary rebel at 22 months old? Uh…yeah, I guess that’s my fault.

Okay, this is getting ridiculous. More Doctor Who news. More »

After 27 years, finally, the complete score, every note, of the soundtrack from Star Trek II – talk about a magic bullet that hits me right between my inner Trekkie and my inner soundtrack geek.

I’d try to get everyone to pitch in for a belated birthday gift, but nah…I gotta be sure I get this. If it’s only 3,000 copies like most of Film Score Monthly’s releases, it’ll be sold out tomorrow. ORDER PLACED. DELIVERY IN T MINUS 5.*

* very weak joke that you won’t get unless you’ve played as much Dune 2000 as I have, which is highly improbable at best.

Who? Oh yeah…that Who. Apparently filming on season 5 has begun, and the BBC has popped the first in-costume photos of the new Doctor Who and his new sidekick onto the official site. Or you can just see it after the jump here. More »