I got a St Skeletor day based email from Ian. Apparently someone had added an entry on the fictional celebration on the brilliant wikipedia, but Ian has discovered that
it has been democratically voted off and deleted. What I enjoy is that quite a lot of quite humourless people have had to waste their time debating something so stupid. I would like to have seen what the entry said. Wikipedia is right though. That shouldn't be an entry. I am just delighted as usual to have been an irritant in some strangers' lives.
I spent a good part of the evening trying to transfer all my scripts on old floppy discs to futuristic CD. I am probably well over half way through transferring stuff and still it all fits on one CD. Is this a summation of a man's career? Or just an indication of how impressive the storage space is on these new fangled storing devices. I had a look at a few of the files and there's some funny and forgotten stuff in there. I've put a few bits of it up in the downloads and press sections. So if you want to know what I thought about some TV shows in 1996 for a spec article which was never published, then check out the rest of the site. I will try to put up a few more bits and pieces over the coming months. A lot of it is very raw and much of it is quite rubbish, but you know, you don't have to read it if you're not interested.
This was my favourite of many forgotten jokes I chanced across, "I donât have the Einsteinâs insight or Wildeâs wit. When Iâm stopped at customs, all I can say is, âI have nothing to declare, but Iâm sure youâll search my bags anyway. Iâve got one of those faces.â" I will try to use that again. In fact that's the good thing about going back a decade, there's a whole wealth of material to copy exactly that no-one (including yourself) has any memory of.
It's nice to step back into the past in some ways, but strange in others. I find it hard to believe it was actually me who did a lot of that stuff in the last decade. Did I really have a show on national TV? I don't think I realised what an amazing thing that was then.
It seems more impressive when it's all on 50 or 60 floppy discs rather than one CD. But maybe it's best to be like that, so it can be more easily hidden away. Also floppy discs are rubbish. About one in five of them is corrupted now. Long live the future and a time when I look back at the CD and bemoan its limitations.
Happy St Skeletor's Day my fine friends.
