Monday, March 28, 2016

It's all about knowing the right time.

As the previous posting would suggest, there are times when I feel a bit over-extended at my place of employment.  Because I'm a one-man band in terms of my role there, I frequently find myself balancing deadlines and prioritizing jobs in order to keep my head above water.  I don't view this as unusual, I don't think I've ever had a job where I didn't have to do this sort of thing, it's just the nature of the beast.

However, there are times when it can be challenging trying to keep up with everything, and the past few weeks have involved a lot of juggling in order to keep all the balls in the air. To my intense amusement, someone was kind enough to leave me a random little gift in the middle of my trials and tribulations, something to help take my mind off my problems - to be precise, a bottle of Doctor Who hand soap in a convenient TARDIS shaped container.


Because I'm a reasonably clever person, it didn't take me long to figure out which of my co-workers would have both the requisite knowledge to find something like this, and the good sense to know that it was a good time for it!  Thanks again, Christi - it couldn't have come at a better time!
- Sid

Is it okay to call you Bill?


 

Hey!

HEY!

HELLO? 

HI, EVERYBODY!  IT'S ME, SID!  ANY RICH SCIENCE FICTION FANS OUT THERE WHO WANT TO PAY ME TO DO THIS?  SOMEBODY LIKE BILL GATES MAYBE?

Seriously, I'd love to do this for a living - it would be great to be able to dedicate a lot more time to The Infinite Revolution, I'm constantly trying to balance my desire to do blog postings with everything else in my life! 

I'd treat it as a full time job, and I'd be happy to do at least one post every day - maybe more if inspiration strikes, and to be honest, inspiration strikes more often than I have opportunity to take advantage of it - at least in a timely fashion, I have a long list of stale draft postings that will never see the light of day. 

Sadly, I doubt that anyone other than someone like Mr. Gates would be in a position to pay me a living wage for blogging - where would the payback be?  Right now it's a pretty casual thing, although that would certainly change if this was my full-time career.  After all, right now I make no effort to market this site, because it's just a hobby, and as such I rather enjoy not having to take it seriously.

However, if someone wanted a proven level of readership in exchange for their contribution, I'd certainly want it to be worth their while, and I'd branch out to Twitter™ and Instagram™ in order to start building an audience.

So, if there are any would-be patrons of the arts out there, drop me a line and we'll talk.  Especially you, Bill, I'd be happy to swing down to Washington State and discuss this over lunch - my treat.
- Sid

(Sorry, just some wishful thinking, the last few weeks have been a little over the top in terms of workload...)

"If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world."


Aragorn: Gentlemen! We do not stop 'til nightfall.
Pippin: But what about breakfast?
Aragorn: You've already had it.
Pippin: We've had one, yes. But what about second breakfast?
[Aragorn stares at him, then walks off.]
Merry: Don't think he knows about second breakfast, Pip.
Pippin: What about elevenses? Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Supper? He knows about them, doesn't he?
Merry: I wouldn't count on it.
The Fellowship of the Ring
My friend Chris recently informed me that last month the Storm Crow Tavern had opened a sister location more or less in my neighbourhood.  I quite liked the original Storm Crow, but it was a bit of a hike to get to it, and as such I was pleased that they'd added a location closer to home.

Karli had also enjoyed visiting the Storm Crow, so we decided to pay the new bar a lunchtime visit to see how it measured up.  The original Storm Crow was a gamer-friendly location, and we had no reason to expect the satellite bar to be any different, so we packed along a couple of our more portable games.

I found it surprisingly busy and loud for noon on a Sunday - I can only imagine what it's like in the evening. Apparently it's been quite busy from day one:  not a huge surprise, the Commercial Drive location quickly developed a loyal following.


The Alehouse is probably a bit larger than the Tavern, and the decor looked considerably more expensive:  a life-sized copy* of Han Solo in carbonite, a mounted rancor head, and backlit transparencies of Tank Girl, Dengar the Bounty Hunter, and genre movie posters. It's a bit reminiscent of the original Storm Crow during its early days - right now it's looks like everything was carefully planned and set in place, whereas the original has gotten a bit funkier and more lived-in over the last couple of years.

During our visit, a professional Starcraft II tournament** was playing on one of the large TVs mounted around the place - in my mind, a perfectly acceptable alternative to football. Other screens featured the Teen Titans animated series and the first Tron movie - they're obviously doing their best to cater to a mixed audience.

After we finished eating, we played a few rounds of Lost Cities, and we weren't the only gamers there: two people at the next table were having a spirited match of Kings of Tokyo, a kaiju board game - good choice for a geek bar.  For people who don't want to haul along a box, the bar also has a nice selection of games shelved in the back. For old school bar goers, there's also a Game of Thrones pinball machine beside the bar.

 

The owners have been quite faithful to concept in other ways as well.  The menu layout is done in standard Starfleet LCARS format**, and features things like the Brew of Cthulhu, a "non-Euclidean lager" from Red Truck, and cocktails like the Sonic Screwdriver or Nuka Cola Quantum.

However, I have to say that some of the actual menu items didn't impress me as much as the design.  Personally, I think that you should be able to order lunch at noon, and the brunch options didn't completely thrill me. (To be fair, Sunday brunch is probably not a fair test.)  In  addition, our waiter was well-intentioned and eager, but if you'd told me it was his first day, it would certainly have explained a lot about some of the more non-standard aspects of his performance.

Overall, I'd give the new location a B, verging on a B+, and I'm confident that with time things will settle in and they'll work their way up to an A. I'd certainly recommend it to anyone who is looking for something a little different in their evening out.

- Sid

* I assume it's a copy - the original prop is supposed to be touring with the Star Wars Identities exhibition, currently in Vienna.

** Library Computer Access/Retrieval System - it's the distinctively geometric computer operating system interface used in Star Trek: The Next Generation and the related spinoffs.

Saturday, March 5, 2016

"The world is plunged into darkness."



How long would it take you to destroy civilization on Earth?

It took me about 26 days.

As part of the promotional push for its new post-pandemic game The Division, French game developer Ubisoft has created an online simulator called Collapse that graphically illustrates exactly how long it would take for civilization to fall apart based on a single disease-carrying human vector.

The simulator adds a grim twist: it asks for your home address, and then directs you to the hospitals, drug stores, potential vaccine distribution points and airports near your actual location.  Based on your decisions, the site details the number of people you would infect - followed very quickly by the resulting number of deaths.


The simulator uses information from the World Health Organization, NASA, the International Air Transport Association and Open Street Maps to calculate the impact of your actions, and explains the various problems that would arise as a viral apocalypse overwhelmed humanity.


The concept of a global pandemic is almost not science fiction - the simulator bases its infection pattern on smallpox, and as 2014's Ebola epidemic in Africa illustrated, it takes constant vigilance to ensure that the problem is contained in the originating area during the battle to stop an outbreak. Collapse clearly shows just how quickly a similar situation would escalate in a North American urban centre rather than isolated African villages.


And now, you'll have to pardon me - I think I need to lie down.  I seem to be feeling a bit feverish...

- Sid

Saturday, February 27, 2016

Doctor When?


Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.
 James 1:2-4
I recently had one of those moments of mild panic when I thought to myself, "Wait, I haven't heard anything about the premiere date for Doctor Who this year - my goodness, did I miss it?"

A little research revealed that there's good news and bad news. The good news is that I haven't missed the start of this year's episodes. The bad news?  There won't be any episodes this year.*

Excuse me?

Okay, here's the deal.  Steven Moffat, who took over as showrunner from Russell Davies in 2009, is in the process of handing the baton over to his replacement, series writer and long-time Whovian Chris Chibnall (who scripted 42, The Hungry Earth/Cold Blood, Dinosaurs on a Spaceship, The Power of Three and the YouTube short series Pond Life.) Chibnall was also the co-producer and unofficial head writer for the Doctor Who spinoff Torchwood.  2017 will be Moffat's last season, and Chibnall will take over in 2018.

Which is all very well and good, but what does this have to do with the lack of episodes in 2016?

There was some discussion during 2015 that Season 10 might end up being a bit shorter or delayed  which, interestingly, Steven Moffat vehemently denied at the time.  However, since then, Mr. Moffat has changed his tune, and in January of this year announced his upcoming departure, along with the dearth of Doctor Who episodes in 2016.

I've seen some speculation suggesting that the hiatus is so that details of the handoff can be all worked out, but the official explanation is more peculiar. The BBC, in its infinite wisdom, has decided that it has enough interesting television for 2016, and as such had better save something for next year.  To quote BBC1 controller Charlotte Moore:
“I have decided to schedule Steven’s big finale series in Spring 2017 to bring the nation together for what will be a huge event on the channel. 2016 is spoilt with national moments including the Euros and Olympics and I want to hold something big back for 2017 – I promise it will be worth the wait!”
Sigh...Charlotte, let me explain something to you. People like me watch Doctor Who because we DON'T want to watch things like the Olympics or the European footie championships. Why in the world would you decide to deprive us of what we like just because there's a bunch of sports happening this year?  I will bet good money that you're not dumping the Premier League next year in favour of the Doctor - why are we being punished?

Someone recently asked me to explain the popularity of Doctor Who. I replied that Doctor Who has become the last refuge of the hard core geek - franchises like Star Wars and Star Trek have been absorbed into popular culture, but you still need to be a committed genre fan to follow the Doctor's adventures.

I suppose that these are the challenges that are intended to test that commitment - so be it, then.  All I have to say is that there had better be some damn good episodes next year.

- Sid

* There at least will be a 2016 Christmas episode of Doctor Who, so things haven't gone completely off the rails.

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Acme.


Rule 7: All materials, tools, weapons, or mechanical conveniences must be obtained from the Acme corporation.
Chuck  Jones' Nine Rules for Wile E. Coyote and the Roadrunner
At one point during our stay in Palm Desert, Karli excitedly pointed out a small bird darting along the edge of a mall parking lot, and said, "Look, a roadrunner!"  We tried to get close enough to take a picture, but to my intense amusement, it was going too fast for us to catch up.  Hmmm...if only there was someplace that could supply the right equipment to catch a roadrunner...


Actually, come to think of it, it was probably for the best that we just gave up and moved on.

- Sid

P.S. If anyone is reading this and thinking, "But isn't this a bit off topic?", the Warner Brothers cartoons featuring Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Wile E. Coyote, the Roadrunner, et al., represents one of the most impressive collections of outrageous, creative and brilliant fantasy ever put on film.

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

A Walk In The Dark.

Very unreasonably, his intelligence told him, he began to think how horrible it would be if anything happened now, so near the end of the journey. He kept the worst of his fears at bay for a while, hoping desperately that the lights of the city would soon reappear.
Arthur C. Clarke, A Walk in the Dark, Thrilling Wonder Stories, August 1950

I'm currently in the middle of a five-day visit to Palm Desert with my girlfriend Karli and her squad in order to celebrate her birthday.  Sadly, as sometimes happens during this sort of trip, I woke up at 3:00 AM feeling a bit under the weather - the result of a little too much alcohol* and a few too many nachos.

Fortunately, experience has taught me a very simple cure for the times when I feel like this: go for a long walk, preferably in cold weather.  So I quietly climbed out of bed, dressed, made my way down the hallway, and crept out the front door into the chilly desert night.

An hour long tour of El Paseo Drive left me feeling much better, and I decided it was time to go back to bed before Karli started to worry.

However, Palm Desert is one of those towns which doesn't really see a lot of pedestrians, and as such the city fathers haven't invested too much of their budget in street lighting.  It's rare that any city street is completely black, but once off the main thoroughfares of Palm Desert, it was certainly dark enough to make it difficult to navigate.

As I made my way down the unlit street to the rental home, I was unfortunately reminded of a short story by Arthur C. Clarke in which a lone traveller is attempting to make his way on foot through the night to the planet's spaceport, only to have his flashlight stop working.  Forced to proceed in pitch black conditions, he is unable to stop thinking about the stories that the colonists had told him regarding a mysterious creature that prowls the region around the colony - a creature unseen by human eyes, but whose presence is hinted at by evidence such as rocks scarred as if by the sharpening of gigantic claws or talons.

He finally reaches a point where he can see the lights of the port, with just a small detour back into the night before he reaches his destination.  Relieved, and a little embarrassed by his fears, he confidently walks down in the dark valley that will take him out of the light.

Only to hear the rattle of monstrous claws in the darkness ahead of him.

Trust me, these are the moments when I wish I had less of a memory for science fiction plot lines.

- Sid

* It doesn't take a lot of alcohol for this to happen to me - or to most of my siblings.  Apparently it has something to do with liver functions and our ability to metabolize alcohol.

Monday, February 8, 2016

Geeks in Love.


 

Sometimes you find a greeting card that perfectly matches both your interests and your feelings toward someone special. Happy birthday, Karli - loving you very much!
- Sid

Friday, January 29, 2016

Toys 'R' Us 2: She-Hulk


"Is there any reason we shouldn't go into Toys 'R' Us?"
Karli T.
First, this looks unexpectedly realistic.  Second, wouldn't this mask just be ridiculously large for a child?
- Sid