Category Archives: Stuff We Do

Aladdin

Jon On Tuesday December 10th we went to the stage show of Aladdin. Just like the movie it started with the song Arabian Nights, but unlike the movie there were three men singing it, throughout the musical, to help the plot.

It had a lot of the same songs that are in the movie like One Jump Ahead, Friend like me, and Prince Ali, which were big song and dance numbers. It also had new songs like Proud Of Your Boy and a new song sung by Jasmine that they were trying for the first time that night.

My favourite song was A Whole New World in the second act. As the song started the actors floated on a magic carpet into the stars and planets.

I really enjoyed Aladdin and a big thanks to Grandma for the tickets.

James Monroe Iglehart as the Genie
James Monroe Iglehart as the Genie in Aladdin
(Photo credit: Cylla von Tiedemann, Entertainment Weekly)

Arts and Crafts and Daleks, Oh My!

Laura A few weeks back friend Virginia mentioned that Raymond Cusick, the designer of the daleks from Doctor Who, had died at the age of 84. We exchanged emails with simultaneous suggestions that we should raise a toast to his memory by making a dalek cake. Since the debut of the new season of Doctor Who was imminent, this somewhat tongue-in-cheek notion got added oomph; yesterday Vee, Peter and I concocted the following hijinx:

I made a pattern of the cake tiers we would need, and cut three 8-inch marble cakes (made the night before) into approximate shapes:

After my disastrous attempt at a cooked buttercream icing, which curdled horribly (icings not being in my areas of cooking competence), Virginia came to the rescue with a lovely buttercream with a perfect spreading consistency. We layered the cake pieces together, gluing them in place with a 7-minute frosting between slabs.

This was the point when we were thinking “what the hell are we doing?”:

Things didn’t improve much after priming (this icing layer was solely to catch and weld down stray crumbs):

Though once Peter started on the finishing icing layers it started looking better:

And after getting blinged out with accessories, it looked – well, maybe not fabulous, but certainly cute! The “dalek balls” were halved chocolate eggs; the brown panels and base were my attempt at chocolate fondant (a bit too stiff). The one arm and eyestalk were strawberry Pocky (we couldn’t find chocolate!) with fondant accoutrements (and mini M&Ms for the lens and “ears”), while the gun arm (a bit short) was a scored Trix bar. Finished dalek, looking warily at the knife:

And staring down a pineapple, placed for scale:

And apparently after firing a laser beam at said pineapple:

But as all good dramatists know, if you feature a knife in Act I you have to use it by Act III:

Mmmm! Dalekalicious!

Our fatally wounded dalek in its containment unit, ready to go into hypothermic stasis:

Huge thanks to Virginia for great fun and lotsa yuks doing creative stuff waaay out of any of our usual comfort zones!

Support Staff

Peter As far as I was concerned, my job during all of this excitement was to assist Laura in packing her brain with information it didn’t already have. Not quite a coach, nor a pit crew or a secretary… but more or less an amalgam of all of them. I was involved as possible in Laura’s preparations while keeping my work up and trying to keep the general business of life maintained in the house (part of the study period was just before the school year began). But in every spare moment, I’d try to function as her “second”, performing tasks to reduce the time it took to find information, allowing her to have what she needed on-hand. On the day of the news, I ran 4km to a public library that had both Jeopardy! books in stock—Brainiac by Ken Jennings and Prisoner of Trebekistan by Bob Harris. (For the first day or so, Laura was pulling her thoughts together about how best to plan her studies—these books by former Jeopardy! champs might help.)

My self-imposed job included sourcing and/or assembling many maps and lists. While some of these are easily found on the web (countries of the world, or US or Australian states), others required some editing or curating to be studied more efficiently (major rivers of each continent, and similar for the seas, bays, straits, islands, waterfalls). For instance, the Seven Seas of yore differed depending on where you were in the world, and often included more than seven. Occasionally we found it was better for Laura to take her own notes—this can help one absorb the information better.

Blank maps were useful for repeated practise over the weeks. On more than one occasion Laura would come to breakfast to find a blank map of South America, or the US, or Africa sitting there, ready to fill in countries and capitals.

I’d assemble huge lists of a variety of things, be it the major folks associated with each US president (wife, VP, chief justice, speaker of the House), or each large North American city’s major league sports teams (subsidiary list: mascots. Yes, it’s been a question on the show). How many protectorates does the US have, anyway (or did you mean Associated States, unincorporated territories, incorporated territories or Commonwealths)? The details can get pretty fine, akin to hair-splitting, especially since every detail leads to another DETAIL.

To whit: “Guam (US territory), along with the Northern Mariana Islands (US Commonwealth) make up the Mariana Islands, by the famous Marianas trench, including the famed Challenger Deep where four expeditions have dived (the latest being James Cameron getting to the floor), speaking of whom…” Pretty soon, if you’re not careful, you are wandering in Bob Harris’s Trebekistan, the mythical place where every fact connects to every other, and you lose the concept of up and down and night and day—mybe even self.

Laura was very good—well, as much as you can be—at staying focused, not delving too deep into any one area of study, but of course from time to time we’d get going on some topic or other that was too fascinating not to know more about. But each time she’d stress that she’d stolen precious time from general knowledge studying.

Fun Fact I learned studying for Jeopardy!
Bishop & president cozy on a throneThe ruler of the Principality of Andorra, 6th smallest nation in Europe, nestled in the Pyrennees between France and Spain, is a monarchy, ruled over by co-Princes: the Bishop of Urgell (whose diocese encompasses that part of Spain) and the President of France!

In the end, was my help welcome? I think so. And the quizzes left out on the table, the “recite the Presidents” challenges in front of visitors or “what’s the capital of Missouri?” as we did the dishes? Generally, yes. Did she get grumpy about it sometimes? Of course. [“YES!!” —Laura]. But my job was ideally to help her to be as sharp as possible on as many topics as we could think of, without us somehow turning into a cerebral version of Cato (who had a similar—if physical and incredibly slapstick—job to keep Inspector Clouseau on his toes). Laura knew it was my role too, and despite the occasional grumbles, she knew that this month was her best chance to fill in as many voids as she could.

And there’d always be voids. Not being American is a definite handicap, and although Laura had her Presidents, states and capitals pretty well locked down, how far should she go? Cabinet departments? The current or previous Presidential Cabinet members? National Parks? Supreme Court Justices? Bill of Rights? Constitutional Amendments? (All of the aforementioned have been categories from time to time.) Even as she undertook her studies, we had to decide what studies to give weight to. Already we were gauging the likelihood of certain categories (for example, mixed drinks or champagne since the episode was going to air on New Year’s Day).

Six times a week, practical rehearsal time always started at 7:30 pm sharp, when Jeopardy! is aired in Toronto. Regrettably, for most of late summer the show is in repeats (mainly some of the tournaments—teachers, kids, celebrities, etc. of the past year), but that had to suffice. We practised reaction time (after waiting for Alex to complete the question, of course), repeated clicking of the button, the continual standing for the entire time—any element of the studio game we could attempt to simulate that would give her some measure of familiarity for the big day. Because, let’s face it, in a studio, with the lights and the makeup and the audience, it would be a blur. As it was, once she was practising as if it was for real, the game’s rapid-fire routine was clearly apparent. Suddenly, there’s no time to think. It’s one thing to have it in your head, or be thinking down the right lines; you have to be able to spit it out correctly in 5 seconds.

I scored each game with the Coryat scoring system, which assumes wrong answers don’t cost you money. Since you’re not playing against anyone, this system is measuring how many questions you know per game period, excluding both financial penalties—though I kept track of wrong answers for later analysis—and other people getting the question first. It functions as an absolute score of your knowledge each game.

It’s a bit ruthless, but it helped us see where omissions or errors were occurring, and allowed us to spot categories Laura hadn’t yet focused on. I would chart Laura’s progress on a spreadsheet to see how she was progressing. As she focused and studied, she rapidly improved in geography, and various US categories, like Presidents, states, capitals and history—the sorts of things that came up often. She also started reducing her guesses. Guesses pay off less often than you think (human nature being quick to note successes but not misses). They’re especially dangerous in the higher questions of the Double Jeopardy round, where an “I’m-pretty-sure” can cost you $1600 or $2000 in a blink.

In the end, the daily rehearsing made for steady improvement. Laura had a solid breadth of knowledge, and was able to hold her own, even “running” the occasional categories (ie answer all the questions in a clean sweep). But I also noticed something over which Laura had no control: once in a while a game came that was stacked against her. Sometimes none of the TV contestants in those games did well, either. The majority of these types of games featured categories that deviated from the standard playbook—topics like “NO.1 IN THE NFL DRAFT” or “MY SO-CAL. LIFE” (to cite two real examples). When a game had more than one or two of those, or worse, three or four, Laura would have to hope that no one else had an especially strong suit in those topics either. On the other hand, generally any of the sciences were rarely mastered by contestants, and Laura would be a lock on many of those—but equally likely could be top 40 hits of the 1990s, or specialty cable channels, and that was not something she had a single inkling about.

And thus the eternal truth of Jeopardy!: every contestant has an overclocked brain chock-a-block with information, but everyone also has weak spots and voids. You have to make judgement calls about what’s best to study in the limited time you have, and there are always going to be obscure and overlooked facts. Even the famed Ken Jennings, on his 74th straight game, got taken down by an innocuous little Final Jeopardy question:

A: “BUSINESS & INDUSTRY: Most of this firm’s 70,000 seasonal white-collar employees work only 4 months a year.”

Q: (scroll over) “What is H&R Block?

So what kind of game would it turn out to be? I couldn’t wait to find out either, and I still don’t know. I’m just as much in suspense as all of you.

Fun Fact I learned studying for Jeopardy!
Devil in a pool at the top of a waterfall
Victoria Falls (aka Mosi-oa-Tunya, located between Livingstone, Zambia and Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe) on the Zambezi is the largest waterfall in Africa, largest sheet of falling water (but neither the widest nor the tallest waterfall) in the world. When the water’s at the right level, a rock ledge near the edge creates an eddy called “The Devil’s Pool” where people can frolic and look over the edge. Wait, you don’t believe me, do you? Here’s photos. Here’s a video. But be careful.

Revisiting the Kakapo

Peter Way back when we created our kids’ science book Born Smart? (yes we are getting back to updating it here, it’s been a busy year), we had a chapter called Problems with Instinct. One of the animals we talked about was the kakapo, a large, gorgeous, flightless parrot from New Zealand. We’ll let the pages below, currently in different states of restoration, expand on the kakapo’s problems.

Born Smart page 99

Born Smart page 100

Why do we bring this up now? Well, what initially brought the kakapo to our attention was the book Last Chance to See by Douglas Adams and Mark Carwardine. Almost 20 years later, Carwardine and Stephen Fry (in place of the late Mr. Adams) retraced their steps to see how or if some of the animals have coped since. The TV show is just out in Britain, and look! here’s an old friend very happy to see zoologist Carwardine! Oh so happy!

Doodletronics Site Update

Peter Since it pays the bills, I thought I’d just mention that we’ve done a major overhaul to the Doodletronics website. Very accessible, and lots of our newer site designs are up there.

And, if you have nothing else to do, you might want to reload the front page to watch the top banner. It loads randomly, and there are four or five scenarios.

What Meghan got for Christmas…

Wii Chores in shrink wrap
Wii Chores, shrinkwrapped

Peter Laura and I (but mainly Laura) faked up the packaging for a Wii game, modelled after one of the ones Nintendo itself created. Erik contributed great hunks of the promotional copy for the back. We inserted the label into a spare DVD case, labelled a DVD inside and added a little instructional handbook (that acutally contained a gift certificate), and with that we had Meghan and Austin hovering between belief and skepticism for a good three minutes. The coup de grace was that I had carefully removed the shrink wrap off of one of Jon’s DVD presents and more or less seamlessly got it on the fake, adding that extra bit of verisimilitude. (Jon was sold; he wanted to play it before we gave it to Meghan.)

Wii Chores front and back cover
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Patti (Meghan’s mom) was right though: the top right chore gave it away. We should have put one of the other chores there, no one would send this to market with the scooping of dog poop so prominently featured.

Wii Chores disk