h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

oooooooh! you must have been so thrilled!

for christmas, among other things, i got two autographed pictures of teryl rothery! very cool! she addressed them to me and everything!

and i got the dracula movie! now i can watch bela lugosi as many times as i like

who is teryl rothery
I also got 'The Man Who Shot Liberty Vallance', another Jimmy Stewart film, and all 3 LOTR films on DVD (but I suppose you can guess that last bit anyhow) and a load of mundane things, mostly for the kitchen

teryl rothery plays the character of dr.fraiser in the tv show stargate sg-1, yes i am a big fan... and quite into sci-fi

ooooh! go on.. tell me all about what you got for you kitchen!

nothing too exciting, a wok, pressure cooker, spice rack, and not to forget a wooden spoon (special design so I'm told )
for my birthday just before Xmas I got a food processor and a pestle and mortar so I have no excuses for not preparing wonderful meals now

dr. frasier, wasn't he the radio psychiatrist

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Just playing 'No, You mean Don Ho' A720460 with/on you

ahhh.... i get it...

very funny... cant think of anything to say to continue the game though...

no, we tried playing it at Xmas and couldn't get very far, I think its a better idea than it is an actual game

yes... its great if you remember things.... like i think i remember the show you're talking about. but for the life of me i cant remember the actors name.

the show was Frasier, the characters name was Dr Frasier Crane, and I think the actors surname was Kersey but I'm not sure, liked that show

i liked thats show too!
... i knew what you were talking about.... still not sure of his name... wasnt it slightly something girly or something?

Kelsey Grammer- he was on Cheers, too!

first name, surname, nearly right
he and the guy who playred his neurotic brother also voiced an episode of the Simpsons which was very funny

thats right!!!
way to go scandra!

Hi. Happy New Year everybody. I dunno if Turanna had snow on Xmas. Two nights before, the heavens descended and I could not have dragged my suitcase to the train station if I was so inclined (which I was not) so was happy to see the bus pull up with its blue lights blinking through the pale haze. The snow was deep and bright everywhere. By the time I got back, everything had predictably melted again, the sky had returned to its morose blinding grey, and it had warmed up to barely tolerable.

Ottawa did not disappoint. It had already piled up with snow weeks ago, being further north. That night it had rained and everything was black ice. My friends had moved to a place beside the Rideau River. Quite gorgeous, looking through the black branches at the winding ice and dachshunds trying to figure out a way to pee in drifts way higher than their noses. But so cold. The cold sits on the land like a psychopath, longing to embarrass the weak-kneed. But no, one more winter has come and not seen me give way. Boots undone, toque donned, and coat unbuttoned, I held the banner high for those whose only other heroes have been snatched away by the hockey lockout. Hosers forever!

Everyone got a copy each of Noelle Harrison's first book 'Beatrice.' Quite jolly, there being many references to actual family stories. And we spent some time watching Pride and Prejudice and that British serial about the country hospital in the 50s. I must say I like that hospital show and the other one about the police station. I just can't figure out how to get it on my tv. Or maybe its always on at the same time as CSI.

People are getting married: my friends oldest son -- and my own! Happy days! Both in early summer.

I am back. It's raining. It's been raining for days. I suppose I have to make a New Year's resolution. This year the only one that comes to mind is:

B R I N G B A C K H O C K E Y !

sounds like you had a good Xmas
envious of all your snow but i expect if I was there I'd complain about the cold or something
hadn't noticed there wasn't any hockey, is it safe to say that

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No. I don't think it is safe. Actually there is an eerie silence on the subject. No one here even mentions the 'h' word. Just the odd beer commercial or banking commercial with the odd epilogues 'bring back hockey.'