Thanks to Bing, who sent me this video via my facebook page.
The show is real. I grew up watching Rainbow, and all characters and puppets are real and acting in character, however, this episode never aired.
Rumour has it that this was filmed as a joke for a Christmas party, and the tape was released much later. This hasn't stopped many people who tout this as a genuine, aired episode.
Whatever, it's hilarious.
Cheers Bing.
12.10.07
Friday Cat Blogging
"Am I living in a box
Am I living in a cardboard box
Am I living in a box..."
Loki, for reasons best known to himself, pretends to be homelesskitty.
Friday Rodent Blogging
Selene, looking into a new career as a stuntgerbil for the movie industry, prepares to practice her death-defying leap off of a house act.
When I were a lad...
A financial advisor in Hertfordshire has been ordered to pay £75 to three kids who "teased" him over his mustache.
The world has changed. Had I gone to my parents to tell them that a man had threatened me because we were yelling insults at him, my dad would have given me a thick ear and dragged me to the guy to apologise.
Now you get spending money for it.
I'm 33. There's no way I should be using, in all seriousness, phrases like "in my day" and "when I was young".
It's not just that the world is changing. It's that it's changing so bloody fast..
The world has changed. Had I gone to my parents to tell them that a man had threatened me because we were yelling insults at him, my dad would have given me a thick ear and dragged me to the guy to apologise.
Now you get spending money for it.
I'm 33. There's no way I should be using, in all seriousness, phrases like "in my day" and "when I was young".
It's not just that the world is changing. It's that it's changing so bloody fast..
7.10.07
News From The Land Of The Bizarre
Cops Arrest 11-Year-Old Driving A Car At Over 100mph.
Apparently his parents have been letting him drive for six months.
That's it. No editorialising. I think the article is unbelievable enough as it is.
Apparently his parents have been letting him drive for six months.
That's it. No editorialising. I think the article is unbelievable enough as it is.
5.10.07
Friday Rodent And Cat Blogging
Cats And Laundry: Innocent Flirtation Or Sinister Obsession?
DOOMBREED HOUSEHOLD: FRIDAY
Laundry day brings much that is not fun, but watching Loki play is definitely a plus. He even climbs into the laundry basket to make himself comfortable amongst the clothes:
Once the clothes have been bagged up and await transport to the laundry room, Loki watches over them with care:
However, this playful fun hides a much darker secret, as our reporter uncovered the shocking truth. Cats worship laundry. Using a secret hidden camera our reporter went undercover to get the following disturbing images.
Here we see a cat clearly bowing down to the pile of fresh laundry, prostrating in worship:
And here, an adherent leads his followers in a hymn of praise for the lemony-fresh scent:
And finally, in what appears to be a ritual cleansing, one worshiper takes a bath, right on the clothes:
The revelations have caused a stir in the Doombreed household.
A spokesperson for the household's rodent constituency said "I don't want that laundry-worshiping freak anywhere near me.
"Although that's got more to do with his dagger-like claws and nasty teeth - not to mention his homicidal nature - than his religion" she went on. "But you've got to admit that praying to a bunch of clothes is just loopy."
At time of press, the cat constituency had refused to comment on the pictures.
DOOMBREED HOUSEHOLD: FRIDAY
Laundry day brings much that is not fun, but watching Loki play is definitely a plus. He even climbs into the laundry basket to make himself comfortable amongst the clothes:
Once the clothes have been bagged up and await transport to the laundry room, Loki watches over them with care:
However, this playful fun hides a much darker secret, as our reporter uncovered the shocking truth. Cats worship laundry. Using a secret hidden camera our reporter went undercover to get the following disturbing images.
Here we see a cat clearly bowing down to the pile of fresh laundry, prostrating in worship:
And here, an adherent leads his followers in a hymn of praise for the lemony-fresh scent:
And finally, in what appears to be a ritual cleansing, one worshiper takes a bath, right on the clothes:
The revelations have caused a stir in the Doombreed household.
A spokesperson for the household's rodent constituency said "I don't want that laundry-worshiping freak anywhere near me.
"Although that's got more to do with his dagger-like claws and nasty teeth - not to mention his homicidal nature - than his religion" she went on. "But you've got to admit that praying to a bunch of clothes is just loopy."
At time of press, the cat constituency had refused to comment on the pictures.
2.10.07
Oh bugger..
The new BBC catalogue arrived today, which means I'm going to spend a while looking through it at all of the things I miss.. Only Fools And Horses.. Are You Being Served?.. The Young Ones.. Dad's Army.. Last of the Summer Wine.. Carry On.. The Avengers.. The New Statesman.. Monty Python.. The Day Of The Triffids.. Dangermouse.. Cadfael.. The Sweeney.. both Basil Rathbone and Jeremy Brett as Sherlock Holmes..
They just don't make telly like that anymore.
At least there's still Dr Who.
And I'll have to reminisce quietly because Mrs Doombreed is sick.
Must go.
They just don't make telly like that anymore.
At least there's still Dr Who.
And I'll have to reminisce quietly because Mrs Doombreed is sick.
Must go.
1.10.07
Bengals 13-34 Patriots
Well, it was bad enough watching the Bengals get beaten. It was worse that it was the fuckin' Patriots.
But even worse was the chronic masturbation that was going on in the commentator's booth.
These guys were jerking themselves off just as hard as they could.
I am sick and tired of hearing about how the Patriot's cheating doesn't tarnish the team or its victories.
Hey, guess what? They cheated. If that doesn't tarnish a team, I'd like to see what does.
I'm sick and tired of hearing these commentators wanking off about how the players support their coach.
Yeah, so they players stand behind their coach when he's caught cheating? What does that say about them? That they approve. It's that simple. They approve of cheating. This wasn't a mistake, it wasn't an error, it wasn't a lapse in judgment, the coach knowingly and deliberately - despite that ridiculous "misunderstanding of the rules" excuse - set out to cheat and the players are okay with that.
I'm sick and tired of hearing that the filming "didn't provide any competitive advantage" because it was "for later use".
Yeah, and how naive do you have to be to believe this was the first time they'd done it just because it was the first time they'd been caught?
And how naive do you have to be to believe that they've stopped? Oh, they may not be filming any more, but I'd bet even money that all that that means is they've stopped filming. I'd bet they've probably still got someone watching through binoculars and making notes or something.
I'm sick and tired of hearing that this is all a storm in a teacup because Bill Belichick and the Patriots were just doing what it takes to be competitive.
I don't care if being an NFL coach is a tough and competitive job. I don't care if coaches are under pressure to use every available means to win. I don't care. I don't care. Play the fucking game or don't bother showing up.
I'm not hating. The Patriots are a great team, very talented. Tom Brady may be the single best Quarterback playing at the moment. It's certainly an argument that can be made. But like the Argentinians of the eighties, the fact that they are so talented just makes the cheating all the harder to swallow.
I'm a believer in the philosophy that it's better to lose a game playing fair than it is to win cheating. Maybe I'm too old fashioned that way. Maye I'm too British that way. Maybe there's so much money in the game that the rulebook is slowly becoming irrelevant. Maybe it's okay to cheat. Maybe it's only a matter of time before Belichick positions a sniper on the roof of the stadium to take out opposing receivers.
After all, he's only doing what it takes to win.
But, tonight, I'm most sick and tired of hearing about how wonderful the Patriots are because they're beating a Bengals team that is at less than half strength, decimated by injury.
Yeah, what a triumph.
1-3.
But even worse was the chronic masturbation that was going on in the commentator's booth.
These guys were jerking themselves off just as hard as they could.
I am sick and tired of hearing about how the Patriot's cheating doesn't tarnish the team or its victories.
Hey, guess what? They cheated. If that doesn't tarnish a team, I'd like to see what does.
I'm sick and tired of hearing these commentators wanking off about how the players support their coach.
Yeah, so they players stand behind their coach when he's caught cheating? What does that say about them? That they approve. It's that simple. They approve of cheating. This wasn't a mistake, it wasn't an error, it wasn't a lapse in judgment, the coach knowingly and deliberately - despite that ridiculous "misunderstanding of the rules" excuse - set out to cheat and the players are okay with that.
I'm sick and tired of hearing that the filming "didn't provide any competitive advantage" because it was "for later use".
Yeah, and how naive do you have to be to believe this was the first time they'd done it just because it was the first time they'd been caught?
And how naive do you have to be to believe that they've stopped? Oh, they may not be filming any more, but I'd bet even money that all that that means is they've stopped filming. I'd bet they've probably still got someone watching through binoculars and making notes or something.
I'm sick and tired of hearing that this is all a storm in a teacup because Bill Belichick and the Patriots were just doing what it takes to be competitive.
I don't care if being an NFL coach is a tough and competitive job. I don't care if coaches are under pressure to use every available means to win. I don't care. I don't care. Play the fucking game or don't bother showing up.
I'm not hating. The Patriots are a great team, very talented. Tom Brady may be the single best Quarterback playing at the moment. It's certainly an argument that can be made. But like the Argentinians of the eighties, the fact that they are so talented just makes the cheating all the harder to swallow.
I'm a believer in the philosophy that it's better to lose a game playing fair than it is to win cheating. Maybe I'm too old fashioned that way. Maye I'm too British that way. Maybe there's so much money in the game that the rulebook is slowly becoming irrelevant. Maybe it's okay to cheat. Maybe it's only a matter of time before Belichick positions a sniper on the roof of the stadium to take out opposing receivers.
After all, he's only doing what it takes to win.
But, tonight, I'm most sick and tired of hearing about how wonderful the Patriots are because they're beating a Bengals team that is at less than half strength, decimated by injury.
Yeah, what a triumph.
1-3.
28.9.07
Friday Cat Blogging
It seems that Selene has been giving Loki lessons in how to give the stinkeye.
Just look at that expression..
Friday Rodent Blogging
It took me 3.46 seconds longer than the mandated time to provide a pumpkin seed earlier, so Selene is.. not happy..
26.9.07
Crazy Belated Everything Post
Between celebrating our anniversary (yay!), watching the Bengals get thrashed (crap!) and going back to work (boo!) things have slid a little around here, so this is a catch-up post.
First:
Friday Rodent Blogging
Selene would like a moment for rebuttal, in re the question of the happiest match, and would like to submit gerbil and pumpkin seed as a contender.
Friday Cat Blogging
Attack! Attack the hand! Kill! Kill! Kill!
The Anglo-Saxon Project
This is the latest. The green stuff (kneadatite) arrived and progress was made. I started with just the helmet and the neck piece, leaving the sides and face mask 'till later. For reasons that aren't fully clear, even to me, I also added the crest. With some tidying, I should be able to finish this in about.. a year or two.
Actually, one more session should see it near done.
First:
Friday Rodent Blogging
Selene would like a moment for rebuttal, in re the question of the happiest match, and would like to submit gerbil and pumpkin seed as a contender.
Friday Cat Blogging
Attack! Attack the hand! Kill! Kill! Kill!
The Anglo-Saxon Project
This is the latest. The green stuff (kneadatite) arrived and progress was made. I started with just the helmet and the neck piece, leaving the sides and face mask 'till later. For reasons that aren't fully clear, even to me, I also added the crest. With some tidying, I should be able to finish this in about.. a year or two.
Actually, one more session should see it near done.
21.9.07
The Anglo-Saxon Project
Here's a modest update:
I've gone about as far as I can do with this until my supply of green stuff arrives.
I started with this figure:
This is basically a standard Praetorian Lieutenant model, but I had already reshaped the sword, making it a powersword rather than a chainsword. I needed to strip the paint from the model and do some more work:
I removed the sword's handguard and reshaped the blade into a short sword. I am considering reshaping the blade further in order to give it the distinctive Anglo-Saxon tapered look. I then ground the helmet and face down to give me a nice base to work on.
And that, pending kneadatite, is all folks.
Apart from the name. The British Museum site plays it coy about the identity of the helm's owner, but the Sutton Hoo site declares him to be Rædwald, King of East Anglia and later, one of the most powerful figures in Anglo-Saxon history.
Accordingly, this character shall be called Major Rædwald, 22nd regiment, Praetorian Guard.
I've gone about as far as I can do with this until my supply of green stuff arrives.
I started with this figure:
This is basically a standard Praetorian Lieutenant model, but I had already reshaped the sword, making it a powersword rather than a chainsword. I needed to strip the paint from the model and do some more work:
I removed the sword's handguard and reshaped the blade into a short sword. I am considering reshaping the blade further in order to give it the distinctive Anglo-Saxon tapered look. I then ground the helmet and face down to give me a nice base to work on.
And that, pending kneadatite, is all folks.
Apart from the name. The British Museum site plays it coy about the identity of the helm's owner, but the Sutton Hoo site declares him to be Rædwald, King of East Anglia and later, one of the most powerful figures in Anglo-Saxon history.
Accordingly, this character shall be called Major Rædwald, 22nd regiment, Praetorian Guard.
17.9.07
This Week's Impossible Dream
Here's a nice picture:
If you're from England, I probably don't have to tell you what that is. But for those not from The Centre Of The Universe, or for those to whom history is merely something that happens to other people, that is the Anglo-Saxon helmet discovered at Sutton Hoo, now on display at the British Museum. The Sutton Hoo burial mound was first excavated in 1939 and a wealth of treasures were unearthed from an unidentified Anglo-Saxon king's burial ship.
This helmet has fascinated me ever since I saw the original as a schoolkid. I love the look of the piece.
The British Museum also has this replica, made by the Tower Of London Armouries, which shows the helmet in all of its original glory:
The trip down memory lane that led to the British Museum's website also sowed the seed of a mad idea now germinating inside the fizzing fireworks display that I sometimes, but not often, call my mind.I have a spare Praetorian Lieutenant model. And that helmet would look just awesome on him.
Yes..
And I have the week off work..
I'll get back to you if there is any progress.
All images © Trustees of the British Museum.
16.9.07
Blogger Play
Blogger has a new feature, where you can sit and watch the pictures that are currently being uploaded.
It's called Blogger Play and it's strangely compelling. Be careful, though. There's no filter and sometimes people post pictures that are a little.. ah.. near the knuckle..
It's called Blogger Play and it's strangely compelling. Be careful, though. There's no filter and sometimes people post pictures that are a little.. ah.. near the knuckle..
14.9.07
Friday Rodent Blogging
This week we present, via a cool feature on our picture editing software, Selene as a comic book character.Wonder if Marvel is looking for a new title?
Our Lord, Who Art In London..
From our You Cannot Make This Shit Up desk comes the story that HRH Prince Phillip is God.
So HRH Prince Charles is Jesus, right?
Hat tip to Simon.
So HRH Prince Charles is Jesus, right?
Hat tip to Simon.
10.9.07
Bengals 27-20 Ravens
What a rollercoaster this was. Yep, the NFL's back, and the opener at Paul Brown Stadium was a heart-in-mouth sweatfest. Right down to the wire, thanks to some dodgy foul calls granting the Ravens nine attempts to get into the end zone from spitting distance ending in one beautiful interception.
Fantastic.
On to other news:
Buffalo Bills tight end Kevin Everett suffered a fractured spine in yesterday's game with the Denver Broncos. Today's news is not a good. Everett suffered a fracture dislocation between the third and fourth cervical vertebrae and, according to team orthopedist Dr Andrew Cappuchino, "the third cervical vertebra had translocated completely over the front of the fourth cervical vertebra causing a scissoring effect on the spinal cord."
Everett underwent surgery to relieve the pressure, where the two vertebrae in question were fused together. The injury could still potentially prove lethal, and more will be known in the next three days.
Here's hoping he pulls through.
And, just to finish off.
It will come as no surprise to anyone who reads this blog that I intensely dislike the New England Patriots. They're loud-mouthed, big-headed, and they cheat. A lot.
And now they've been caught.
Hoo-bloody-ray.
Fantastic.
On to other news:
Buffalo Bills tight end Kevin Everett suffered a fractured spine in yesterday's game with the Denver Broncos. Today's news is not a good. Everett suffered a fracture dislocation between the third and fourth cervical vertebrae and, according to team orthopedist Dr Andrew Cappuchino, "the third cervical vertebra had translocated completely over the front of the fourth cervical vertebra causing a scissoring effect on the spinal cord."
Everett underwent surgery to relieve the pressure, where the two vertebrae in question were fused together. The injury could still potentially prove lethal, and more will be known in the next three days.
Here's hoping he pulls through.
And, just to finish off.
It will come as no surprise to anyone who reads this blog that I intensely dislike the New England Patriots. They're loud-mouthed, big-headed, and they cheat. A lot.
And now they've been caught.
Hoo-bloody-ray.
8.9.07
Friday Rodent Blogging (Belated)
Selene, upset that the c-word got a video last week, wanted her own. Selene Productions Inc proudly presents The Great Pumpkin Seed Rescue, a short movie where our heroine bravely rescues a pumpkin seed from The Big Giant Hand and whisks it to safety.
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