Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Tickle Meeeeee!

Came across this yesterday which I found fairly chucklesome:

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Today This Blog is Brought to you by the Letter.....

It's safe to assume that the current situation of back muscle hissy and the inability to do much of anything is slowly driving me insane...well, in comparison to the regular insanity of the everyday life of me.....which is a scary thought now isn't it.

I've watched many, many films over the last few days...none of which were really that fantastic, though I did laugh until a little bit of wee came out while listening to the Chipmunks singing in Alivin and the Chipmunks....grown ups making their voices go all squeaky and then singing 50's pop hits is strangely finding my level of amusement. I've also, in the last 2-3 days, watched: How to Lose Friends and Alienate People ("Oi, Orlando, you used to be British"...ah, Simon Pegg, bless), Madagascar 2, Bedtime Stories, Marley and Me (bawled like a baby towards the end and then cringed like a presidential aide of George Dubya when he ad-libbed during a speech at the final coupla scenes...bloody Hollywood), Slumdog Millionaire (well since the whole freakin' world seemed to be harping on about it...quite right they are too)...and finally, in a moment of utter madness (I mentioned the 'slowly driving me insane' thing right?) High School Musical 3 *shudders*.....which is just truly awful....serious bunkum with no redeeming features what-so-ever, there should be some kind of injunction against Disney spewing forth such an irritatingly nauseous group of tweeny Stepford's upon minds, like, barely able to speak in, like, actual sentences.....just....Urgh....come back Annie, all is forgiven.

Having gone through Paracetamol and Ibuprofen gel I've now graduated to Voltarol Diclofenac Potassium...which, truth be told, sounds not unlike something more commonly found in the Star Wars verse, but with a little less Yoda and a little more pamphlet warnings of possible nasty sounding bodily side affects.....good times.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Springtime Sickness

They say that things happen in threes and that certainly seemed to be the case recently in the house...I had a particularly un-fun filled week feeling all disorientated and hewy thanks to a inner ear virus, just as I put in a full recovery from that mum fell ill with a nasty bugger of a bug which produced much projectile vomiting (thank god the parentals have their own bathroom) and a trip out from the doctor when the sickness hadn't abated nearly 24hrs after it started...seriously, 20 plus Technicolour yawns in a day..... it's a family record (of which, due to being a rather sickly child...I hold most). Just as mother was returning to normal, nearly a week later and fast approaching the chocolate gorging festivities...poor old father succumbed to a completely unrelated bodily hissy, equally as uncomfortable and also needing a house call from...er....House.

So, in the space of a little under a month I think it's safe to say we've all used up our sniffly duvet day allowance...that is until I got out of bed this morning and appeared to have pulled a muscle in my back (yes again, and in the same place too) whilst taking part in the, oh so, strenuous activity of flushing the toilet.....merely a twinge at first before I walked home from my computer course, hoping the exercise would help....now I can't even put on my own slippers....grrrr arg!

Though on the plus side it's not like I have any pressing appointments or activities in my diary, such as a marathon, mountain trek or abseiling the Spinnaker Tower.....nope, not me.... I can't even reach across to my bedside table where my leftover Cadbury Easter egg is currently mocking me.

The day wasn't a complete loss however...on the walk back from town along the seafront, in the glorious sunny sunshine (I know it's almost becoming a heatwave...if you consider 16 degrees C warm enough to fall under the term 'heatwave') I witnessed a small child learn the hard way that pressing the 'on' button to a beach front shower thingy whilst standing directly under the nozzle leads to a drippy outfit and exasperated mother situation, though ultimately for those passersby baring witness it proved highly amusing.

In other news....The first of the Doctor Who specials was over the Easter weekend....the cast and crew went all the way to Dubai to find a desert to stick a red double decker bus in for the storyline. Overall it was a fair episode with several unnecessary characters and others perhaps needing some more screen time...namely the fly-like aliens. Like Michelle Ryan as the aristocrat thief and her Mary Poppin's like Bag-o-Stuff, could see her complementing the Matt Smith version of the Doctor but for now she's a interesting one off companion.....overall though I'm thinking the trip to the desert, the behind the scenes episode was almost more interesting than the episode itself due to the problems which occurred, was perhaps an indulgence of Russell T's which in retrospect would probably be better spent of the finale......next episode will air some when between September-November time and John Simm will most definitely be turning up in the Christmas finale according to sources.....a Master/ Doctor face off....nice.....And finally a taster of the next special:


Monday, April 06, 2009

Anyone for a Roast?

Some pictures from my little jaunt up Cocking Down yesterday afternoon....which left me salivating over thoughts of a Sunday roast with all the trimmings...can't imagine why



Hmmmm, mint sauce

Thursday, April 02, 2009

Happy Days

There was definitely a sense of summer-ness in the air today...not a cloud in the sky this afternoon and the sea was dead calm as I walked along the front. Seasonal shops and promenade stalls were open and doing brisk business selling ice creams and there was even a (very small) fair and other attractions setting up along the front.....bouncy castles, boat swings, the BIG slide and "the Astroliner" (which I have never seen before along Bognor Prom and looks a bit tacky but it apparently promises to simulate an authentic 'lift off' into space....hmmmm, let's not and say we did)...So, anyway I love days like this and the weather man is even promising a run of this type of atmospheric lush-ness....for at least the next four days anyway, so I perhaps see a South Downs walk in my future, if I can get dad, aka taxi, to give me a lift up there.....I wanna see the lambs!

In other news, something else got me all "hairs standing up on the back of the neck" excited today:



How good does that look...and it's on in 1 week and 2 days *does happy dance*

Monday, March 30, 2009

Because Bedraggled Pets Are Funny

As it says on the tin:



And Finally........



(Any one else get the feeling the owners of this last one were found a week later buried under a ton of kitty litter, with a fur ball lodged in their throat?)

Friday, March 27, 2009

Something for the Weekend

The inner moppet wobbly has abated, finally, but the weather outside has taken a decidedly dodgy turn being all grey, damp and somewhat blowy...joy...that'll be spring then. So, I've been a ponderin' as to what the heck to put in this 'ere space of interweb.....and so I bring you the TV Theme Tune Lyric Quiz....tis a flashy name which took me all afternoon to think up, can you not tell.

There's 25 shows to identify, some easy, some less than so and I've taken into account that many folk who peruse my pages are from that other land across the waters...so no excuses for getting stuck....There's no prize, but for the knowledge that you a are a smarty pants....who perhaps watches a tad too much television....but then what does that make me...ahem....moving on....the Quiz:

1. The indisputable leader of the gang

2. Some day the mountain may get them, but the law never will

3. It's true I hire my body out of pay

4. In my opinionation, the sun is gonna surely shine

5. Making your way in the world today, takes everything you got

6. Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool

7. Feet's too big, don't want ya cos your feet's too big

8. TV's, deep freeze and David Bowie LPs

9. Life is such a sweet insanity, the more you learn the less you know

10. It's like a kind of torture to have to watch the show

11. I could be wrong now, but I don't think so, it's a jungle out there

12. Burn the land and boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me

13. Some people stand in the darkness, afraid to step into the light

14. The hooded man

15. Facing mirror images that were not his own

16. There's four directions on this map, but you're only going one way

17. Home away from home for diplomats, hustlers, entrepreneurs and wanderers

18. On my way to where the air is sweet

19. Someone is smilin' right at me, wait that someones talkin' to me, hey, I gotta a new friend

20. Muddles and fishin' and wrestlin' and fishin', the day would come quickly when they would be men

21. Can't stay for long, just turn around and I'm gone again

22. And he's a gentleman, a scholar, he's an acrobat

23. Might solve a mystery, or re-write history

24. For beneath the surface, lies the future

25. No phone, no lights, no motor cars, not a single luxury

Oh go on then....for bonus smarty pants-ness:

26. Flippin' like a pancake, poppin' like a cork

So there you go, that should keep you busy for a little bit....I'll give you till Tuesday to figure them out and then I'll give the answers, and no cheating....I have eyes and spies everywhere!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

procrastination fodder

While I still have an inability to walk far without causing some kind of mass destruction of inanimate objects due to my inner moppet dizziness I continue to languish within the confines of my bed (room) and therefore am getting up to not a lot....I did come across this which made me chuckle:


And Lori's blog provided a link to this killer of a few minutes of my day http://cpbintegrated.com/theherofactory/ and here's mine:

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Sicknote

It's a gloriously sunny, almost, spring day outside...lawn mowers are working double time and entire families are out and about using transportation which isn't a car and apparently having oodles of fun. I however am bedridden, albeit a quite comfy and fully gadget equipped bedridden. As of last Thursday I was feeling absolutely fine...I passed the first module of my ECDL course with a respectable 97% and ate a double chocolate muffin in celebration, neither of which struck me down with any kind of affliction. Shortly after dinner I began to feel very oood (blame Doctor Who) indeed...imagine, if you will, being a passenger on a small fishing vessel rolling around a force 8 gale sea during a cream pie eating contest....and you get some indication as to my recent constitution.

Technically it's one of two things Labyrinthitis (which is not an allergic reaction to the sight of David Bowie in Spandex) or Vestibular Neuritis...the symptoms of which are very similar and both to do with the inner ear....if you ask me however it's a severe case of sea sickness...whilst being on dry land. And mine was/is apparently a severe case as for the last 48 hours I haven't been able to even sit up in bed without feeling as if I'd recently returned from a particularly heavy drinking session....so, no driving of heavy machinery for me for a bit...Oh and to make my world equally as enjoyable the I am apparently allergic to the anti-nausea medication the Doctor (no not that one) prescribed so I'm having to ride it out the hard way...bucket-o-fun.

Any activities for the bored, bedridden and chronically dizzy would be greatly appreciated as I can only watch The Goonies so many times in one day.

Friday, March 06, 2009

I Got Nothin'.....

Hopefully I will find something inspirational and/or profound to waffle on about soon, until then some funnies:

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Wolf Pegasus Four - The Journey Home....Out to Lunch

So there you go.....I'm officially a sneaky little bugger...something with ex-flatmate Ally can attest to after I once made her go on a treasure hunt to find her last pack of ciggies....finding them, before she dismembered me due to nicotine withdrawal, in pile of hay in the corner of the flat (probably better not to ask)....Carri you're welcome hun....hope you can make it to a con in the future....but, bloody hell, those in attendance better beware ;-)

Are you ready for something unrelated to Stargate: Atlantis and Wolf Pegasus Four....well.....tough cos I have a few more bits and bobs (have you ever wondered how come you don't have 'bits' without 'bobs'...no, just me then) which I'm just going to sling in.

My friend Kirilee at the fancy dress competition as Teyla singing 'beyond the night' from Critical Mass....whilst the boys do Riverdance


Paul McGillion in a Kilt at the Charity Auction


Paul McGillion and Chuck Campbell....aka the Chuckle Brothers


Paul realises he shouldn't scratch his nose when there's a camera taking stills


'Insert caption here'

This may look like the guys reacting to a fan falling of the edge of the stage....it wasn't, she was just snogging Bam Bam


Some pics from the Closing Ceremony


It's all about me, me, me


The Angel's Reach Forum Massive....the actors looked a little scared as 12 of us descended upon them....notice Paul at my feet...oh, yeah


Do I have time for one more tale...It relates to everyone's favourite potty mouth so, yeah I think I do.....Kavan hosted the raffle and was picking the tickets....which should've been a relatively easy task...the colour system however proved a tad complicated. He identified a ticket as 'salmon' but was quickly corrected as it was actually 'peach'....he shrugged his shoulders 'whatever....you'd figure if I was 40% gay I'd know that.'.... Ever the professional Kavan continues his task pulling out a pink ticket...which he was again corrected as being 'dark pink'...he was somewhat astounded that there were two shades of pink as well as peach in the mix, rolling his eyes 'what happened to blue and white and red' before adding with that kilowatt smile 'Fuckin' English'....and upon picking the final ticket 'Okay we're going with white....I'm assuming this is a normal, standard shade of white'.....he thought he'd covered all his bases before some smart alec in the back yelled 'eggshell white'

And Finally....Everything P4 draws to a close:

Look out for Paul and Kavan obviously plotting something a few seconds into Chuck's speech....and towards the end a reaction from Bam Bams not so biggest fan.






Lost Property

The following was found littering the floor of the Thistle hotel under the foot of one Mr. Kavan Smith....no forwarding address has yet been found for the allusive fan it is signed to....


Any persons with knowledge as to their whereabouts please leave comment to arrange collection

Monday, February 23, 2009

Wolf Pegasus Four - The Journey Home...All Hail the Returning Heroes....And Rodney

This one's a bit of a doozy so try not to fall asleep.....

Kavan Smith


Personally I'm a big Kavan fan, from that moment of team bonding in Runner: Lorne: 'Wow, you really must be some kind of genius' McKay: 'Well as a matter of fact....eh, wait a minute why would you say that now?' Lorne: 'Something must have kept Colonel Sheppard from shooting you all this time.'....classic....and the man has a smile which should come with some kind of health warning...mostly though Kavan Smith is an absoulte riot who, by his own admission, loves to come to conventions where he can tell embarassing stories and swear....alot.

First up was my friend Philippa who had manged to get a sneaky interview with Kavan behind the scenes (lucky so and so) and she asked his opinion on a recent survey on GateWorld about who may have been the gay character on the show (apparently as mentioned on Joe Mallozzi's blog, if memory serves)....Lorne came out (no pun intended) with the highest vote at 40%....prompting an incredulously 'What!' response...and that he would have thought it'd be David (Hewlett).


One of his first stories started with the fairly unusal 'I'm not a racist...in any way shape or form' (ooookay?).....the senario was that he once met a very pissed off and frustrated Danny Glover in a hot tub (as you do)...apparently Glover had had lots of people fussing around him while he was obviously trying to relax and Kavan just continued to read his book as the Lethal Weapon star joined him. He seemed to cool off as he realised Kavan wasn't about to bother him and then asked him what he was reading....Kavan didn't answer him....Glover asked again...Kavan lowered his book stating 'Oh, I don't talk to coloureds' and went back to reading his book (a ruckus of shocked gasps and laughter from the audience).....'I counted, figured I had about 2 seconds before I got hit before saying.....I'm just kidding, you looked tense i thought I'd lighten it up' where after apparently Glover did.....may I add, that is perhaps a rather dangerous sense of humour you have there Mr. Smith.


He thinks that the fans at Wolf are 'the most normal people at a convention' (if Kavan says so then it must be true......ahem) 'The States are fuckin' crazy'....he continues to say that his first convention was one with 45,000 people (possibly Dragoncon) where the guests sit in little booths as people file past getting autographs. One woman, dressed as Robin (of 'Batman &' fame...just in case you spent your formative years with your head in a bucket of molasses) The woman complete with cape and leotard described by Kavan as 'a substantial woman....probably not given easily to flight....but she thought she oculd fly....she really thought she could fly' He proceeds to demonstrate said ladies flying technique on stage.....'I'm going to look 40% gay as I do this' (he does the standard 8 year old in the play ground impression of a plane)....'she saw me, stopped and did this....' strikes an equally 40% gay hands on hips pose...at which point he turned to his chaperone and asked if he could take a bathroom break (apparently the code for 'I need to get away from the crazy people' at conventions) She also spoke to him in a weird computerized type voice of which Kavan also did an impression 'hel-lo, wel-come to the con-ven-tion.....(think ABC Warrior Robot in Judge Dredd....huh, did I just admit to seeing Judge Dredd *whistles and backs away from comment*).....she babbled some shit about computers then (mimes checking his watch) oh, gotta go' at this point Kavan again does an impression af the crazy 'Robin' woman doing a comedy Superhero exit....'And she 'flew' off.'


Kavan on his co-stars:

David Hewlett - Bitch, industrious little fucker and '58'
Jason Mamoa - Insane
Joe Flanigan - Interesting, moody when he doesn't get his coffee and smart
Rachel Luttrell - Babe
Paul McGillion - Pretends to work out, full of shit (this relating to a story in which Kavan had observed Paul in the gym not doing an awful lot then, when Paul saw Kavan, he started puffing and saying he'd worked up quite a sweat)
Amanda Tapping - Awesome, beautiful...'A Producer on Sanctuary so must say nice things'
David Nykl - Combs his hair with buttered toast (probably better not to ask)
Jewel Staite - Sweetheart and a kid (Jewel has been in the business forever and Kavan has known her since she was a child and still thinks of her this way)
And on Chuck Campbell:

'Chuck?' (looks like answer should be obvious) 'you fuckin' kidding me?, Chuck is a saint, probably the nicest man I've ever met (crowd 'awws' and agrees) 'I'm not even gonna try to make fun of Chuck cos he's too fuckin' nice....I could say things like he looks like a bobble-head, but I won't, because he's so nice....I could say that he looks oddly premature grey, but I wont' cos he's so fuckin' nice.....I could say that he's got some kind of weird tourettes thing cos he never stops moving, but I won't because he's so nice.' (I think there was a compliment in there somewhere)
He once hosted a house party which got out of hand and decided to encourage the troublemakers to leave by walking round the house holding a shotgun '14 year old kids aren't that bright....I haven't learnt much since....but I was particularly dumb then' (I'd like to believe this isn't the case...really, I would). The party goers still refused to leave so Kavan loaded the shot gun, the groups gathered outside but were still being a tad slow on the uptake to vacate....'so I shot a street lamp....and everybody left' (riiight....*coughs* crazy crazy Kavan *coughs*)

Kavan once dated a ranch girl and when visiting he tried to impress her by joining in with the family past time of clay pigeon shooting....'the only time I'd fired a gun was at a street lamp....and it wasn't moving' but the intrepid fella had a go anyway. He managed to blast the first one by total fluke, but acted as if he was part gunslinger (yes, indeed silly, but I mentioned there was a girl present right?)...so on the next occasion shooting he kept up with the bravado mentioning something about 'not wanting to embarass' the other gentlemen present. So they launched one of the discs, Kavan waits continuing with his cocky new found skills with a shot gun but.....he waits a tad too long and the disc suddenly drops from the sky...Kavan mimes his shock and subsequent shooting action...and he fires into the ground, narrowly missing the family pet 'I hit six inches behind the dog...5 foot in front of me'....mimes the dog's 'what the fuck' expression. (note to self, when Kavan's in pocession of a fire arm....kiss your ass goodbye)

I asked what the weirdest thing Kavan had experienced as an actor (now I'll let you into a little secret...I'd heard a rumour, though I won't disclose my sources, of a story Kavan has involving a role he had on the Outer Limits....so as he pondered over the question I was virtually screaming in my head 'tell the Outer Limits story'....fortunately no screaming at the guest was needed)

The audition was held in a small trailer and the director asked if Kavan had seen When Harry Met Sally, specifically the infamous scene with Meg Ryan, to which Kavan said he had...the director then said 'Well I need you to do that...and at the climax...all of the sudden you get eaten by an alien' (Kavan pulls a shocked and dismayed look as audience has a good chuckle) he continues 'being an actor it's difficult to comit to a scene like that without feeling like an idiot' Kavan goes on to do a few half hearted maons and groans, mock humping and a lackluster 'ahhhhh' as he's devoured by the 'alien'....as he did several times in the audition....'There I am, shirt off, done this 7 or 8 times....completely humiliated....the walls of the trailer were paper thin.....when I finally walked out I was so dejected and so depressed'....he then had to walk past all the other actors waiting who looked dumfounded and quite possibly slightly frightened....Kavan trudges across stage, head hung (the audience already in fits and I'd wager more than one envisioning Kavan with his shirt off)


He later recieved a phone call from his agent 'oh, they loved you, you did great, you're the first choice....but the studio called back and thought you were kinda gay....too femine, they want you to go back and do it all again....but as a man'....Kavan replays earlier mock humping but with a deeper and more 'manly' voice...which obviously did the trick as he got the job.


Just as the audience are recovering from the 'audition' story, Kavan then tells of the shooting process. The Outer Limits was filmed at a time with 'pre-historic ages of green screen' and his guest star was none other than Alyssa Milano (some will remember her as a witch on Charmed....readers of a somewhat older persuasion as Tony Danza's daughter in Who's the Boss)....she was asked if she would film the scene naked (no doubt for purely artistic reasons) and her answer was 'yeah whatever....if Kavan does'....Kavan however was less keen on the idea 'you can become demasculated in a hurry in front of a large group of people' so his agent asked for a ridiculously large sum of money thinking they'd never pay it....never underestimate the power of a potentially naked pretty lady to studio bosses....as they agreed.


So, they began filming the scene, in a bedroom, the actors in a clinch with a 'sock' to protect Kavan's modesty 'when your embarassed and cold...there's nothin' for the sock to hang onto'....Kavan mimes the frustration of the director 'sock! sock!' (at this point and in visual imagery overload there is much belly laughing in the room)....The the 'action', as it were,
moved to the green screen area when the scene was to be played out again ready for the computer techs to turn Alyssa into an alien and absorb Kavan (fyi the episode is called Caught in the Act and Kavan's character simply called 'Quarterback'....if you should want to seek it out)
Strangely the actors were placed on a pedestal for the green screen sequence (I'm guessing for the purposes of camera angles and then later the cgi) 'And they call it a skeleton crew....but it's bullshit....they're all fuckin' hiding and watching'

Kavan stands to once again demonstrate the awkwardness as he and Alyssa re-inacted the scene, whilst watching a monitor to ensure they are in the right position for the later computer effects.....much air humping, Kavan placing hands on an imaginary butt whilst making the 'manly' grunting noises....attempting to convince us motley crew that it was the most 'un-sexy thing in the world' .....the humiliation complete, Kavan had returned to his trailer to 'lick his wounds' as Alyssa filmed some close ups, then he gets a knock on the door 'okay, Kavan, your turn' (Kavan does an excellent Tim 'the tool man' Taylor double take) 'What?.....fuck'....'So, I had to go on my own, on this pedestal, in front of the green screen and 'bullshit' skeleton crew.....naked....with a sock, which wouldn't stay on....having sex with myself this time....I can't comit'.....he goes on to do more impressions of the traumatic experience....'Oh, this is so gay'....more air humping (the atmosphere in the room is one of dozens of people crying with laughter)....more 'manly' grunting, repositioning of hands to approximate Alyssa's butt height....then Kavan flings his arms wide at the climax finishing with 'Ahhhhhhhh!!!!.....end scene' adding (through the gales and gales of laughter and applause) 'so that was fuckin' humiliating.'

I have much kudos for Kavan after telling that particular story and told him so at the autographs, apologising for the embarassment my question had caused...talk about 'can open, worms everywhere'.....he was totally cool with it, he knows how well the stories are recieved at cons.....and I even got a hug too. (Kavan Smith is an absolute legend!)


Other Kavan moments include:

He narrates a documentary on jets and another on a military academy
Once sold encyclopedias door to door
Had the need to hose down a patron at the gay bar he once tended in
Was told in the audtion for SGA to tone down his megawatt smile as he would out shine everyone on the show (damn straight!)
On David Hewletts baby: 'he's a surprisingly quiet child....the first time I met him I thought he was plotting my death....like the Chuck Norris slogan....he doesn't sleep, he waits...Baz just waits....I don't know what the fuck that kid's waiting for'
Lorne will be in the Stargate Atlantis movie but at present the project seems to be stalling due to finances.
Likens his singing ability to that of a 'watching a train wreck'
Is writing a childrens picture book
'Balled his ass off' to Dancer in the Dark
Would pay a buck 65 to kiss Paul McGillion 'but for a buck 65 I'd get to spit on him when I was done' (again, probably best not to ask)


So, there you go....all the guests, all the fun and, most definately, all the madness.....I do have one more entry to make before I am done with all which is Wolf Pegasus Four.....which will include more pics, more video and a couple more chucklesome tales.....so stay tuned.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Wolf Pegasus Four - The Journey Home.....Hyperdrive Broken, McKay's Working on It but Needs More Blue Jello

It's been murky and fairly chilly here this last week, everything outside has taken on a decidedly grey tone under the thick layer of February mist and cloud...producing a potentially less than healthy 'urgh, I can't be bothered' tude...not how wars are won or dreams realised granted...but, considering my last dream involved me being crushed to death inside a car by Dumbo, I'll take hibernation for my inner moppet ta very muchly.

I surface, very briefly, every so often to peek out the window and see if Spring has sprung and attempt something marginally more productive than guessing as to how many double entendre's Phil and Fern will produce during an episode of This Morning....answer more than 1 and less than 100.....just.

Today is one of those days:

Paul McGillion
Everyones favourite Doctor (unless you happen to be the worlds biggest Doctor Who fan of course) whose bedside manner, amongst other things, were the talk of the Pegasus Galaxy and as Bryan put it 'he's been dead, he's been alive, he's been a clone and now has to explain to his mum that he's still alive' Carson Beckett....aka Paul McGillion of course.

Paul is a very popular guest and seemed to be incredibly appreciative to the support he has had on SGA, like all the guests, he really relishes the chance to mingle and get feedback from the fans and is a natural at working the crowd....any sentence spoken in those Scottish tones causing the decibels of applause, whooping and cheers to virtual eardrum bursting levels.

He was asked about his favourite scenes he had filmed over the course of the series and spoke about the comical Puddle Jumper scenes in Irresistible with Joe Flanigan as being fun to film and that further scenes were omitted from the final product....apparently the Colonel assists the cuffed and blubbing Carson by holding up a tissue as the Doctor blows his nose. He also liked lines from the first episode such as 'lunch related' and 'we're in another Galaxy, how much more out can you get' .

Asked if he had played the character of Carson differently since he came back as a clone and it was something he had considered asking 'is he the 'evil' clone? does he have any special powers? is he a Ninja?.....is he better with the ladies?' (any or all of which would have been an interesting turn of events in terms of story/character development if you ask me....and Carson wasn't all that bad with the ladies....just you know.....Cadman/McKay, Hoffan plague and blown up by exploding tumors, hardly any fault of Carson) alas producers/writers/directors gave the negative to his queries.

As many will know, Paul was in the independent film A Dog's Breakfast....the hiatus project of one David Hewlett....which still incurs much admiration, speculation and discussion from us fans....especially certain cross-dressing sequences (I realise now some readers may be confused and slightly alarmed at the content of said film, but if you like dark comedy with a touch of slapstick then you may as well give it a go)....At the time of filming there was much discussion as to the look of the 'female' detective and Paul had a full costume and make-up test. As the processed started Paul said he didn't think he looked too bad (mimes pouting into a mirror) as the wig went on 'actually I look pretty hot' he continued 'The problem came when I put the bra on' (My mate Joey cut in with something along the lines of 'they're easy' to which and without missing a beat Paul came back with 'easy to get off'.....naughty boy). Once he was in full make-up, dress and heels (including the shaving ans subsequently cutting of the legs.....oh, Paul how I feel your pain) he realised that he actually looked like something which 'should be in the NFL' (That's the National Football League in case you were wondering)

Further to the ADB discussion apparently there was a woman whose job was to flick soap suds onto David Hewlett's naked butt (any takers?) in the scene where his character jumps out of the bathroom window. The sequence was also filmed during torrential rain (a season in itself in Vancouver) with Paul in full dress and make-up and his heels slowly sinking into the quagmire as he stood opposite a butt naked (bar the previously mentioned suds) David. 'I'm looking at my friend....naked....ass....and I turn to him and say....David, this better be funny.' After a roar of affirmatives, with a few wolf whistles thrown in, from the crowd Paul, in Scottish hilt, added 'You cheeky little buggers.'

Paul was asked about Carson's relationship with Ronan (the person asking the question likened it to the Lion with the thorn in it's paw.....which in my mind gave a rather bizarre image of Ronan with a full lions mane and whiskers....hmmmm).....'Jason's a big guy....I could kick his ass.....(much laughter from the audience) it's lucky he's about a 10 hour flight away.'

He starts to talk about the scene in Runner where Carson has to operate on Ronan. He has to asks the audience the name of the device his character was removing...referring to it as 'the metal thing'....then adopting a Little Britain's Andy 'Yer, I know' as the crowd shouts 'tracker'.


He went on to say that when he was first filming with Jason Mamoa he messed with the big fella a tad, using his Scottish accent only when the cameras started rolling....leaving the poor chap with a slightly befuddled expression....Paul also describes Jason as 'Marmaduke meets Chewbacca.....who gives you a hug and nearly breaks your ribs....a great lovable lummux' (awww....though perhaps a slight dent to Mr. Mamoa's street cred)

Many fans have heard about the hi jinx and prank pulling which occurred on set and were keen to hear of any which Paul could recall....one of his favourites was as he, David Hewlett and Joe Flanigan films on location in woodland. In the scene Paul and David are carrying an extra on a stretcher, the ground was rough and hilly. Joe had taken it upon himself to arrange the largest and heaviest extra be the one they carried and then between takes he would fill the rucksack Paul was carrying with rocks. By the end of filming the poor chap was exhausted, sweating bullets and having to put up with a whiny Hewlett and wondering why he was having such trouble....until the props guy told Paul that Joe had left something for him in his pack.


He was quite excited when he got to do a stunt in Duet (presumably before he'd got to the point in the script with THAT scene) upon realising that it was this particular episode Paul commented 'My God, this episode is haunting me.' The sequence, where Carson dives out the way of a crashing Dart, didn't exactly go according to plan whilst filming....as he fell over in the first couple of takes and then, during the third, he flashed his underwear to the entire crew (of which, one fast thinking props guy, apparently snapped a picture.....I'm thinking track it down for next years Charity Auction....and that Bam Bam's probably safe in terms of stunt work)

Finally Paul told a wonderful story about a signing he took part in over in Belfast. As he looked up between signing autographs he spied a little lad who would be grinning and giving him the thumbs up every time he looked at him. When the little boy reached the front of the queue he didn't actually have anything to sign, but instead had recently had a birthday and wanted to share with his favourite character, of his favourite show, a piece of his birthday cake. So, humbled by the little fella Paul gave him an autograph and posed for a picture, which probably made the little kids year....this kind of interaction obviously makes Pauls year also as he welled up a couple of times as he recounted the tale.



Other Paul related bits include:

His first convention was at a German con with Teryl Rothery where he was so nervous his legs stopped working
Things coming up for Paul include an independent film, the new Star Trek movie and 24
Paul's impression of Joe Flanigan mainly involves much squeaking of the word 'cool' and the raising of one eyebrow....so actually spot on
During the special reading of the audio book with Neil Roberts I'm fairly certain I heard Paul say the following.....'Lorne...take me up the Puddle Jumper'

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