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It’s pretty much been three solid days of admin as I attempt to get back into the working vibe, but I have cleared a big backlog of annoying jobs. I got the last of the 41 hand-made T-shirts drawn for the last RHSLTP kickstarter (these and the slightly better printed Leon Edler ones will be sent out next week). Ironically Chris Evans (not that one) and I had thought we’d make things a lot simpler for that last kickstarter, but the number of man hours in getting the awards together has far exceeded the work put into the podcasts. We will make the next one simpler. Unless we forget. Or get excited about the possibilities. It’d be great if monthly badge sales and Emergency Question books were about to cover all the costs for the next two series, but I don’t think it’s very likely.
But let’s try!
It’s been gratifying to start getting positive tweets about the book. It feels like it has the potential to be a phenomenon - it’s fun for solo use, but also great at social gatherings (just like my penis - sorry contractual obligation to make that joke). And once again
the early eBay bidding on a couple of the signed limited edition ones suggests they will be something of a collector’s item (those proof sheets are pretty cool too and you might be able to pick one up super cheap).
Got through loads of other guff like collating my receipts for the taxman and bits and bobs for the move and some press for next week’s end of tour THE BEST shows.
I headed into the Westfield to post off half of the T shirts (to Chris Evans, not that one) and this month’s box on monthly badger monthly draw prizes. I would have put them in the post box but they didn’t have stamps and wouldn’t fit through the slot. By the way that postie took my bag for life bags - I thought it would be cheeky to ask for them back. I hope he will look after them for life.
At the Westfield some people were giving out bars of Dairy Milk for free. Who doesn’t know what Dairy Milk tastes like. This was crazy behaviour. If I hadn’t been trying to give up chocolate I would have gone back a dozen times in a variety of disguises. I wanted to put a tweet out about it to let the world know they no longer had to buy chocolate, but I was fearful that this was an IS terror plot and the chocolate bars were poisoned - but what a way to die! So I ate all the chocolate to save everyone else.
Tonight we went to see
8-Bit wifi wars at the Royal Institution (more gigs coming up) This is a remarkable evening for many reasons, not least of which is the engine driving the thing is our very own goblin king Rod Sedgebeer who has been building my websites and providing enormous assistance with all kinds of technical issues for me since the mid-1990s. It’s also a crazy and futuristic evening where the audience use their smart phones to play video games against each other as 50 strong teams. That this is technically possible is pretty amazing (and again all down to Rob), but in broader terms it’s also astonishing that you can have an evening reliant on everyone in the audience carrying a super powerful computer in their pocket and know that you can more or less guarantee that EVERYONE will have one.
The games are mostly quite simplistic, like Pong or whack a mole, but some are surprisingly complex and it’s all rather addictive and fun. There were lots of kids there, but it was fun as an adult too, especially a competitive one like me. I didn’t do very well, but was hit by a few bugs (the night is expressly put on to debug the games so they can use them on their TV show). Oh did I mention that they have a TV show? Of course they do. The bloke who did the website for Fist of Fun gets more TV work than me! And rightly so.
It was a rare thing, a more nerdy audience than you’d see at a RHLSTP, but we had fun competing and mainly losing in my case. Definitely worth a look if you’re into tech and gaming.
