Archive for September, 2006

message to a commuter….

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to the bad breath, B.O drenched commuter who decided to sit right behind me this morning, spreading his filth via the most horrible coughing ever….

Thanks for nothing you horrible, vile waste of space…. I really enjoyed having you sat behind me. You got on the train when it was pretty much empty yet opted to sit right behind me. Why? Is that your “special seat”? Were none of the other 42 seats that were empty not suitable for your needs?

Well, if I happen to get ill having no doubt inhaled some of your filth, I’ll be sure to let you know all about it when I see you next. In the mean time, perhaps set your alarm ten minutes earlier and work on your personal hygiene….

The things I covet….

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I can’t wait till Tuesday. Not only is it the 2nd day of the week, placing it right after the worst day of any week, but its also the day that I shall be the new owner of Tom Rolfes PSP and assorted games, films and goodies. Its too good a price to mention here, but needless to say, I am very happy indeed. His main reason for selling is completely oppossed to my reason for buying. His comute isnt long enough, mine is far too long. So this Tuesday, with the battery fully charged, I shall be on the 18:30 looking for a wireless game of Wipeout, which I hope will keep me going until Medal of Honor:Heroes is released next month.

So what else do I crave at the moment. Well apart from at least 8 hours sleep, which during the week is a no no, I really need to dive. I have a confirmed dive at the SETT (Submarine Escape training tube) on the 11th Nov, but other than that, its a real pain in the ass getting a dive in. Numerous reason, but the biggest one is the fact that no one is around at the mo. Jonny S Lee is doing his Dive Master, The Time Lord is doing his advanced and every other bugger is in the red sea apart from me…..

So, next year, I am having that dive holiday (erm, diving expidition darling ;) ) and shall be out there, on a boat for a week diving and relaxing…… I think the time to go is in May, I just have to decide if I want to go to the over populated and now north red sea or venture into war torn Sudan just to get to the southern red sea… Getting there should be as big an adventure as the dives themselves….
So, I think come xmas time it will be time to slap down some hard earned cash onto the counter at Tony Backhurst and choose which boat I want to live on for a week.

I did plan to go this year, but thanks to certain parties I was forced to “do the right thing” and cancel. I learnt two things from that experience, and one of them was to not venture into such a stressful working environment like that again. When are pretty much “the 3d Dept”, you really do open yourself up for insurmountable stress’s and strains that upon hindsight I could have done without.

So anyway, I digress….. diving!!!!!!!

This is what we have planned for the SETT dive.

Its a 32 meter deep tunnel, where Submariners learn to escape if their sub is in trouble or unable to sustain them any longer.

It looks like something out of the Abyss, and I hope Andy passes his Advanced just so he can come along and film it all….. well, and I need a dive buddy and this will be his first deep dive…

here is a guy FREEDIVING the SETT

and finally, here is some video that I would love to say is mine, but I cant take credit for it. It came from scubakingston.co.uk and was filmed by a chap called Gren. Watching it just gets me all excited, and the choice of music is apt. Thanks Gren.

Internet Radio

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OK, I think my quest to find a decent internet radio station is drawing to an end. somafm.com seems to have everything that I am looking for without having to go looking. Chilled out sounds, some retro stuff and everything in between. I like what they are doing, and sure beats surfing around the web in an endless search for sounds, or running the battery on my MP3 player into oblivion.

They seem to have plenty of bandwidth, and the 48K setting sounds nice and sweet.

so there you have it, I now frequent:

somafm.com for som nice ambient sounds
club977.com for pure eighties
soulconnexion.com for awesome soul and R&B from back in the day

Enjoy

Guess who is coming to play?

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(copyright Mike Quinn www.quinnzone.com)

Wow

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Wow, thats all I can say. I still have loads to do for the reunion we just had, collect pictures, dupe the DVD’s for those that have requested them, and yet something else is playing on my mind. Its weird! I feel so proud to have done this great thing for so many people, but to be honest, they are great people and didnt need much convincing. Sure, my inbox is full of nice e mails and pictures, and I am certain that my deeds shall long be remembered. But I didnt do it for that. I did it because it HAD to be done. I did it because I didnt want to spend another 20 years wondering where they had all gotten to. I didnt want to have to hear about what they were up to through other people. I really wanted to firstly give DBC the credit it deserves and also to do something that would mean an awful lot to a lot of people.

But here in lies the rub. Im bored now. I have nothing to plan, to co-ordinate. Im at a loss.

There is a void in my life!

Sure, I have the work on the “feature film” to keep me busy, but its all gone quiet. The old DBC network is invigorated and there is chatter zipping from here to there, with talks of mini reunions, days out and such and such. The occassional lunch date etc etc etc, and thats great, but Im already hankering to get my teeth into something. I think I may have to get that parachute jump sorted. Just something….

Today, I went to send a text to someone, and it struck me as being really bizarre to have these peoples names and digits on my phone. Crikey, we didnt even have mobiles back in 86. All we had was the phone at DBC and the few minutes we could afford until the pips went. Now there exists this wide network of old friends that in all honesty I hope will be able to sustain itself until the next time we meet (providing my chute opens and all goes to plan).

And thats a scary thought as well, the notion that in 20 years, who knows… I may not be here. But thats a blog entry in its self and now is not the time. I certainly hope I am here in 20 years time. After all, I am actually only now begining to feel as if I am getting started. This past year has seen some major changes towards a positive goal, and I have just a few more things to address and then maybe I can sit back and enjoy the ride. A few key dives are planned, a trip and perhaps enjoying work and all that it brings rather than just working for works sake.

This past week has taught me a lot, and also opened up a whole new can of worms. But for now, I feel like I am back, like a powered up PACMAN…. but there are also a few of those little Pac Man ghosts nipping at my toes and I have to deal with those as well. Anyone that knows me well may know what I am talking about. For those that dont, then ce la vie.

man, I love blogging, coz I just write shit and have no idea if its being read or not.

Anyway, I have lost my train of thought as I have Rob in another window on MSN telling me about his week in LA. Speaking of which, now that I have the job I was after, I dont hanker so much for LA, but there was a time when I really wanted to go. Really badly wanted to go, but it appears that I was the only one in my family that wanted it. Everyone else says “Oooh, I would have gone” but last weekend, something was said and it made me realise that yes, I have let a few ships set sail, especially the one for the U.S. Who knows what I would be doing now if I had followed that instinct to go stateside???

Still, life has a big IF in the middle, and one thing I refuse to do, especially post DBC 2006 is to play the “what if?” game. What if’s are such a cliche, and I am currently more interested in “wouldnt it be cool if” and “you know, you think there is, but the truth is, there is nothing stopping you doing whatever you want to do”.

Im gonna enjoy everything, Im going to stay in touch with some good old friends, and with the new old friends I never really knew I had at the time, but grateful for them now. Anyway, im tired, a little phased out after a long long week and thats when I start to ramble about crap.

*quick scan of everything above proves this point to be true! Yep! I rambled a load of old tosh, but somewhere in there is some meaningful truth, or an indication of whats to come.

Nite

x

PS: I soooo need to dive! 6 weeks without a dive! WTF???

THE REUNION: 2006

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That was awesome, thrilling, harrowing and emotionally draining. The best thing I have done in ages, and it all stemmed from one long overdue phone call out of the blue and a very small idea… The rest was a lot of hard work and digging around… but worth every moment!

This is what it was always about.

Bringing people who probably had no idea I held them in such high regard, so that they could just be happy to be together. No “look at me and my west end career” stuff going on. The room was full of people I knew as kids, and yet even as adults they retained all the magic they had 20 years ago. Every single moment of the night was bliss, even trying to get Suzie Q of the hood of my car was fun (for a bit!).

Highlights of the evening were too numerous and plenty to single out, but Greg, Stu, Graham, Moose, Sean, Gary, Oliver, Jason, Steve & Steen were all on top form, and Graham did indeed show moments of blub that almost matched my Gwyneth moments. Im sure Greg did as well!! Speaking of which, Katie had at least 5 moments that I witnessed, and there was some tears shed in the girls changing room that night. Crossey was the first to shed a tear I beleive. Then everyone started at some point. Im glad to say I kept it all together and didnt blub once……. no, I counted at least 12 moments actually, but most of those were in private, another post for another time maybe. Not here though. Pippa Yorke was on top form, laughing all the way, as was Sez Racey…. Alison came bearing a gift for me, nameley a book on diving (how did she know???) and she is a star in her own right! Speaking of stars, Rachel Stanley looked the same. Tall, slim and hot! And in the corner by the old canteen window, Tash was as level headed and gounded as ever. Just such a nice person… and a big fan of the early worms! My old comedy partner Paula was just as funny and I only regret not having had time to chat longer. Same goes for Niki Wills. We just didnt have enough time! Still, we will always have Suzies Ketchup! Lesley Swabey, Tee & Heather were as classy now as they had always been. Gina managed to enjoy herself (a lot), as did Suzie Q. Karen, Paula and Viki M (minus wisdom teeth) mingled and had what can only be described as a ball. Mr John Partridge provided not only his usual charismatic charm for the evening, but for a moment the old John looked set to make an appearence as he decided to call some poor chap looking for a room to rent ( you see he left his number in the common room, and should he get a voice mail screaming GET YER BACON OUT he only has himself to blame. JP also provided a jaw dropping moment in the early hours of Sunday morning, yet only myself and Sarah Canon witnessed it. Rachel Starling and Lisa Chanter were gathered around the TV looking at their MANHUNTER routine (so eighties……so FlashDance!) Sue Town, Karen King, Marlene Pasquet and Pat Izen were there to remind us just how we were as students whilst also making us realize just how special they were as teachers, and Luis ruled with his speech skills (where as mine need a little more work, shall we say). My old mate, with me throughout every drama my life has thrown at me was there at my side throughout, Christine flew from Oz for this little thing I arranged….. and seeing Sarah and Louise again after 13 and 18 years respectivly has left my soul somewhat lifted.

And a big mention must go to Mark and Andrew (Mr Butler and Mr Haslam respectivly) for being mad enough and brave enough to walk into a room full of ex luvvies. Well done lads!

We are all twenty years older, but I have come to realize, its not the age that matters, its the mileage. Everyone had a story to tell. Good times, bad times…. really bad times. But no amount of pyscho babble or analysis will ever manage to crack the code that creates the bond that we all share, even after all this time.

DBC was a special time. A hard time, and the first of many things. First time away from home. First time over seas, first time over drawn, in love, broken hearted and through it all, those people we shared it with imprinted themselves to the others memory forever. Of course, thats a romantic way to look at it, but something is there pulling us all together.

It goes far beyond The Big Chill, or Gross Point Blank… two great reunion films….. this is something you cant bottle, film or experience by reading a blog.

and when all was said and done, it was good night from her, and good night from me.

The following day, I decided to have one last stab at making a speech. With everyone gone back to their normal lives, e mail was my delivery method, and with that I managed to get everything across that I wanted to say.

So, for the record, here it is….

Well, here we are, the morning after the night before… and what a night it was!

I really must thank EVERYONE that came, as well as thank those that opened the doors at DBC to us once again. The entire process of getting the reunion together was a daunting process that in total took three months of my life to arrange, and I was so moved to see you all so receptive and appreciative of my labors that again, even just thinking about it is causing me to emote once more! As well as all my efforts, I was totally unaware of the incredible efforts DBC were taking to further enhance the evening… amazing work all round. If you were not there last night, you missed what can only be described as a “beautiful thing!”

It was amazing to watch old friends come together and let the years just slip away…. and although I was not at my most verbose last night (which I have to say was brought about by an incredible and unexpected rush of emotion for which I was not prepared), what I really wanted to say was that each and everyone of you were an integral part of everyone else’s life for three years and you should be proud that even after all these years the bonds you created back then still run deep. I found it very hard to express this in any degree last night, and rather than let you all suffer a third attempt I decided it was best if I waited until I was able to do what I probably do best, and that is to string a few words together in an attempt to sum up the past 24 hours.

You were all so bloody fantastic last night, each and everyone. I hope that you will each take something uniquely personal from the experience, whether it was catching up with old friends, asserting that you made the right choices in life or maybe in some cases perhaps a wee bit of closure. As well as all of the above, I know that I came away from the experience saying some things that needed to be said, some hugs that needed to be hugged and some laughs that needed to be shared. You know who you are if you were on the receiving end of any of those. As always, thank you for being there. You know you always have, and its great knowing you always will. I couldn’t have gotten through the evening if it hadn’t been for the support and life long friendship of a few people in our year.

I went back to DBC this morning, and just as I said yesterday (or tried to say depending on your point of view towards my public speaking skills), there were new 1st years streaming out of the palace studio. I hope that they are fortunate enough to enjoy the friendships and bonds we once did… They looked so young and innocent. And I had an inkling that will soon change and that by December this year they will have already started to make these connections with people that should stay with them throughout their life, no matter how fragmented those connections may become over the years. They just have to remember that even the thinest of strands is enough to keep those connections together.

I’m proud that you all came, I am overwhelmed that it went so well and I really hope that through this you may have found a few old friends. Its down to you to keep those connections alive and well…. but should you lose touch again, I am more than willing to help.

But do please try to not lose touch quite as drastically as you have because in 20 years time I don’t want to have to start snooping around yet again…… its bloody hard work you know!!!!

Well done to you all…..

I would ask that if you have any digital photo’s from last night please can you contact me ASAP as I want to compile a collection of pictures from the reunion for all to share. E mail or stick em on a CD is fine. Let me know if you need my address.

I also noticed that a lot of people brought in pictures from “back in the day”. I would really like to get these scanned in as well for the old archives and for inclusion onto the DVD’s. Again, please contact me if you are willing to share your collection.

My parting words to you all?

I actually can’t think of anything that sums up quite how I feel about the reunion other than some words my mentor (Jim Henson) once said:

“My hope still is to leave the world a little bit better for my having been here. It’s a wonderful life and I love it.”

Well, enjoy yours to the full, we only get the one shot at it after all. Be well and lets do this again sometime…. its fun!

Craig

XXX

Steve Irwin

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If you have seen my Puppet reel you’ll know that the interview we did with Steve and Teri was a blast! The best fun I had had at Nickelodeon for quite some time.

Todays news of his death in a diving accident has come as a terrible shock. The barb of the Sting ray must have been lightning fast, as Steve normally has incredible reflex actions and reactions to danger.

He will be sadly missed by a generation of adventurers inspired by him and his deeds.

C

3D world

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Today I officially resign my tenure as a Moderator on the 3D world forum.

Why?

Well A: it takes up too much of my precious time and B: there are not that many people there left that I actually like. The old guard seem to have moved on and now we just have a bunch of kids with little real comprehension on how to behave… and where they think its a great place to tout stupid conspiracy theories….

When I get home from a real days work, the last thing I need to be doing is sifting through pages of their crap…

Its a shame, as I have a lot of time for the magazine staff, and really enjoy writing for them, but the forum is a real albatross at the moment.

Gone are the days when Jimmypop, Larky, Nettie, Buckie, Grrinc, sclarke & co could chat away and feel cosy in this virtual club… Now it just seems to be a little retarded…. maybe its just me, but its time to move on.