(We went to HMV yesterday so Jon could use up a Christmas gift certificate. Thanks Auntie Pam! –L)
I Love Waching Arthrs DVD
I love waching Arthrs Lost Library Book. It is fun. I like the song Evry Day When You are Walking Down The Street that is from Arther.
Jon
You can’t say Jon doesn’t have fun with his food (What’s with the food again?) This morning for breakfast he happily chowed down on a bowl full of:
Cheerios
Bran Flakes
Corn Flakes
Oat Squares
Strawberry yogurt
Raspberry yogurt
Plain yogurt
Milk
I’m sure if we drank coffee he would’ve had us put some in as well!
D: “I’m the Doctor, by the way, what’s your name?”
R: “Rose.”
D: “Nice to meet you, Rose. RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!”
When I was 12, and just about to become a socially ostracized nerd at Homelands Senior Public School deep in suburbia, I stumbled upon a British science ficition program on PBS that had me transfixed. It had lousy production values, buta charismatic protagonist who wasn’t afraid of being smart or standing alone against overwhelming odds. Which described the hole I was disappearing into pre-high school. Beyond being a fan of the science fiction elements (including a way for the main character to change actors, which he’s needed to do 9 times), I think it grabbed me so hard because it held up hope for intelligence and trailblazing in that period of hormonal soup (which could refer to adolescence or the seventies).
The show was not in any way camp, but it did not take itself too seriously. The Brits talk about the behind-the-couch factor it held: Mum and Dad would watch it sitting on the couch and the kids would watch it from behind it. Just the right level to add some solid scares for 8 year-olds, and wit and more complex themes for the adults.
The series had it’s ups and down, and may well have lost its focus (I had drifted away by then) and it was cancelled in 1989.
Well, almost 30 years later after my bond with The Doctor was forged, the Beeb has brought him back, with wunderkind Russell T. Davies leading the writers, and Christopher Eccleston as The Doctor. The episodes started playing in Britain a couple of weeks ago and the first one airs on CBC tonight. I’ve seen a trailer and a clip or two (require RealPlayer) at the BBC, and I’m finding myself quite excited again. It looks like they are setting down to doing it right.
Yes, there’s already a new kerfuffle in the press: the new actor had an agreement with the BBC for a single season and to keep it quiet, but the BBC not only leaked that he was leaving, but made up quotes about him be afraid of being typecast. Sigh. But that’s all background.
On Tuesday at 8:00, I’ll be 12 years-old again. The Doctor is back.
(Jon’s latest creative writing at school. How he does wax poetic about food! –L)
I Love Pez Candy
I love having pez candy from Winnie the Pooh. I love having pez candy from bugs bunny too.
I got the candy from the stor. I was with my dad.Jon
Here’s a pretty impressive picture of our 14-year-old nephew, Tamo, who regularly blows away the competition in the half-pipe.
Wowza.
Ohoho!
Jon’s annual Easter egg hunt around the living room went better than ever this year, with him collecting the bulk of two dozen chocolate eggs in about five minutes, with charming commentary like “Ohoho…!” It may seem from the photo that they are barely hidden and obvious, but some of them were still a bit of a challenge. The big difference is that most weren’t (which is great), but this is the first year we’ve seen that.
Dinner is served. See that lady beside Laura with the salt and pepper hair? That’s her Grandma, who will be 93 this year, still active and independent.
Later in the day, we headed over to Laura’s Uncle Reg’s place for Easter supper, which was the Sunahara clan’s Japanese New Year’s dinner. Yes, we’ve heard of the Julian calendar– the original dinner had been cancelled back then due to weather and health concerns. So we had it now. Norimakizushi, agezushi, salmon, bok choy, chinese meat loaf, asparagus, cucumber salad (Jon’s favourite); all cooked by Uncle Dave. We stuffed ourselves silly.
We were joined for dinner by Fred, but sadly not Yoshiko, Kay, Richard, June and Steve, many of whom are down with that virus that we know so well. Get better soon, folks.
Uncle Dave reads to (and is corrected by) Jon
In honour of March Break, Grandma treated us to a dinner at 360 at the CN Tower, Jon’s fancy restaurant of choice. Something to do with an elevator and the bulkheads that pass by during dinner.
Waiting for the elevator
Jon enjoys the trip down. It’s the perfect apéritif.
Thank you so much Grandma!