THE TWO TOWERS...!!!
Sep 30 2002 - 2:22 p.m.

I quote Chris: "If you have not heard of this and done so already, FOR THE LOVE OF JACKSON, GO TO LORDOFTHERINGS.NET RIGHT NOW AND CHECK OUT THE FUCKING TRAILER. I mean it -- NOW! NOW!"

What's that? A Transport! I'm Saved!
Sep 30 2002 - 9:59 a.m.

Best news ever.... the vintage radio-controlled Sandcrawler is being re-released in what we can only assume is a non-radio-controlled version. Still, it's better than paying three hundred bucks for the old one, and it comes with two figs. Unfortunately this will be an exclusive next year... hopefully to Wal Mart or some other Canada-friendly store.

Look Out Sixth: Game Two
Sep 29 2002 - 8:01 p.m.

Played against a really wicked team today, Balls of Steel (they even had the steel jerseys and a steel-coloured ball), so obviously we got taken to the cleaners 5-0 but as a whole we're putting on a much tighter offence. Save of the game goes to Chris, who damn near had a heart attack in the first half but fought back to be an unstoppable goalie in the second. I took a shot to the back near the end of the day... gonna be hurtin' tomorry....

A Riddle, A Ghost, and a Big Red Bird
Sep 29 2002 - 10:50 a.m.

Check out The Leaky Cauldron for pix upon pix of new Harry Potter images, including first glimpses at Moaning Myrtle and a frickin' hysterical shot of Lockhart...

All Ways A Bridesmaid
Sep 29 2002 - 2:01 a.m.

In 26 years and nine days I never attended a single wedding. Variety of factors - I'm the oldest in my generation, my friends fear marriage like Egyptians fear iron hooks, etc. Well today I finally did it, and hey, it was italian! Which of course meant an eight-course meal and a lot of tarantellas. Many thanks to my future bride for making it all possible.

Re the Abomination: it's a goddamned street crime.

Tired now. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

The Money Pit
Sep 27 2002 - 10:41 a.m.

So here's how it went down:

My folks decide to paint the interior of the first floor this weird light green with a bit of yellow thrown in, which sounded like a disaster but actually looks pretty good. That's the whole week, Monday-today, with no access to the kitchen, and the only part of the house that I can go to other than my room being the basement.

Problem with the basement (besides 2 years of serving as Woogie's urinal) is that the sewers backed up on Sunday and flooded the joint, so it smells like a Texan whorehouse down there without the Chanel No.5. The main sewer line out to the city system is going to have to be replaced, next week apparently.

But the fun doesn't stop there: the door lock breaks, nobody can get in or out, and although we manage a temp fix, it has to be left open during the day because the painters keep getting trapped outside. And if you haven't noticed, it hasn't been the warmest of weeks.

So here I am at the top of my tower feeling very firmly like the last rat on a sinking ship, wondering what will happen next. Will Part III of my computer's Earth, Rain, Wind and Fire apocalypse take place? Only time will tell.

From Bad To Worse
Sep 26 2002 - 11:15 p.m.

I've known it was coming for over two months and I was still shaking like a leaf by the time it was over. What can I say, ever since Zolo got his hand caught in the business end of a crocodile, I've had a weak spot when it comes to dismemberment. Yikes! Anyhoo I'll stop gassing about season premieres now, it's still a month and a half until The Simpsons.

Half Right
Sep 26 2002 - 9:30 p.m.

I re-learn it every time: always go with your gut. The head knows nothing. It is in the gut that all Survivor ejections are made.

Tonight's Survivor Boot...
Sep 26 2002 - 2:26 p.m.

Difficult to see, the future is. Yep, one week after my stellar John-pick, I can't work it. Can't figure it out. Can't even decide if Sook Jai or Chuay Gahn will be dropping some weight tonight... But I'm going to assume a) that Ghandia is safe until at least next week, and b) if Chuay Gahn were to go to Tribal Council, Ghandia would not be safe, therefore Sook Jai is taking the long walk tonight. That being the case, the obvious outees are Robb and Shii Ann... and going by the same system as last week (person I like will get booted), let's call Shii Ann the lucky loser this evening. With a heavy dose of "I hope I'm wrong." I'll pick a spare: If Chuay Gahn goes, say bye-bye to Tanya.

But forget all this: today's most astonishing Survivor news is that Kel Gleason was stabbed in a Toronto nightclub last Friday night. Although the incident was severe, he was released from hospital on Sunday and is expected to recover. Best wishes go out to him.

Is Matt Brown Actually a Comic Book Superhero:
Day Three
Sep 26 2002 - 10:44 a.m.

Are All Comic Book Superheroes Actually Matt Brown?

Me-OW
Sep 25 2002 - 2:10 p.m.

So look who didn't make the cover of American Cinematographer: that's right, our old friend Star Wars. If I'm reading the Editor's Letter correctly, the folk at AC are feeling a tad threatened by this whole digital revolution thing. They give Lucas his interview, but the cover goes to Julianna Magulies' new flick in what has to be the single most anti-marketing editorial decision of the year.

Also under the heading of "meow" we have the lovely catsuit worn by the T'Pol action figure. It's rubber!

And finally, a message to the Americans: Stop using Sarah McLachlan in your television shows.

a) she's ours,
b) you fucking suck at it

Is Matt Brown Actually a Comic Book Superhero:
Day Two
Sep 25 2002 - 1:27 p.m.

Late-90's rumours that I am, in fact, Batman, are being investigated.

BUFFY!!! kickin' it oldschool
Sep 24 2002 - 8:58 p.m.

That was one hour of total satisfaction. I didn't see the Spike insanity angle coming, nor did I think our delectable crawl of villains past would all happen in this episode. (Here's hoping at least a few of them - read: Drusilla - will be back for a few more rounds.) But Dawn is the It. I mean, I always liked Dawnie, a lot more than some of my confederates, but now she is unquestionably the It. And FINALLY, FINALLY, FINALLY: since the very first episode of Buffy I ever watched, it's been like a fire alarm in my head... "why don't the scoobies use cell phones?!" Finally, the Whedon hath bowed to the practicality of it all. (I give the new principal one week before he confiscates it.)

1 Hour, 58 Minutes...
Sep 24 2002 - 6:02 p.m.

Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Buffy Smallville Buffy Buffy Buffy Smallville Buffy....

Is Matt Brown Actually a Comic Book Superhero:
Day One
Sep 24 2002 - 10:36 a.m.

As of this writing: no.

Condensation
Sep 23 2002 - 10:07 a.m.

Gettin' cold out. Unlike many of my brethren, I'm actually a big fan of autumn, so I'm more than happy to bundle up. I've also got a bug in my ear about doing a new movie over the next few months... really oughta write one first....

Meanwhile, the fine chuckies at CBS have put up more Survivor items on Ebay to benefit the Elisabeth Glaser foundation. And what item is far outstripping all other comers? Bessy's torch, of course, which is nonetheless still available at the relatively-bargain-basement price (compared to the three grand Lex's torch got) of $500.

Dunno. When I get on Survivor, I'm keeping my torch, pediatric AIDS be damned. (Wow... that was cold.)

Look Out Sixth: Game One
Sep 22 2002 - 5:40 p.m.

I thought this time around I'd be ready, I thought I was reasonably in shape for today's soccer game. Nuh-uh. It handed me my ass. Still it was oodles and oodles of fun, we've got a good sized team this year and if we can just keep the right combinations of players on the field, we're going to hold our own.

Which is by no means to suggest that we held our own today - we lost 6-0 against another team that had never won a game. And then it poured like a motherfucker on my ride home. It would have been a lot more fun if had hit during the game.

Now I ache muchly, and my home is in complete disarray with an army of painters and plumbers planning an invasion tomorrow. And me with my work to do. Lo for the days when Bearshark was failing miserably....

Small Ville, Small Me, Big Hayden
Sep 22 2002 - 12:48 a.m.

My pound of steak has officially made me logy. And soccer starting tomorrow/later today. I won't be running down the field - I'll be content to roll.

ACK - Smallville and Buffy are now in the same timeslot. Bloody CityTV. Tuesday night's the big night....

Meanwhile, I've finished my custom figure of me in my Episode II robes. Check 'er out in the now-once-again-listed-on-Rebelscum custom figures section.

But the wackiest news of the moment: Hayden Christensen will be competing in the upcoming Eco-Challenge: Fiji as a member of one of two celebrity teams. Can you imagine having to deal with Darth Vader after five days slogging cross-country? Those tusken raiders got off light.

Yep, It's New
Sep 21 2002 - 1:28 a.m.

Hi kids;

Yep, a whole frickin' slamdango of Tederick.com for three damn years. Pretty amazing. And what's it like running the post powerful site on the internet? Kind of like crash-landing a cargo plane full of elephants and dynamite in the Bolivian jungle.

Tederick.com has had eight major facelifts over the years, and you are currently feasting your eyes on the ninth. The reason I keep redesigning the page is that during all this time, I don't think I've ever really gotten the site quite "right." In each incarnation there are always things about the design that I really like, but never really crosses over into being the way I really want it. Hence, every once in a while I like to rebuild it from scratch just to see what a few more months in the web design trade have allowed me to articulate that I couldn't articulate before.

Well, now it's a lot closer to being the way I really want it.

In the latest fit of redesigning madness I've made the news area wider - thank god, no more 300 px photographs - and basically put the site back to the same level of high-speed dependency it was known for back before the SURVIV.ORg bandwidth fiasco of 2001.

The features are all still here, and after two years in the 21st century, I can proudly say that Tederick.com finally looks like a 21st century site instead of a mid-'99 site. (Such distinctions may be lost on the casual viewer, but....)

Layout on the main page has been changed, with some navigation at the top, and more topical navigation (ha ha ha) on the side. Oh and there's also the Deserving Pic o' the Moment, and no, it won't always be Kristin Kreuk. Nor will it be a Snapshot of the Week, because I am still mortally stung by the fact that the old snaps were the only reason most people came here. I mean honestly folks. Honestly. Work being done here.

What other sections received a smile from their benevolent creator? Well, the long-promised refit to the Toht page (now officially renamed Toht on the inter-NET!!!) is finally done. It's been given a philosophical upgrade as well - I felt as though the last version was really getting away from the sheer comedy of Toht. Check it out for all the blue-flamed scariness.

And I've retrofitted the Tederick Films page into something a little more sophisticated than ol' whitey, although its function in this time of near-filmic-uselessness remains nebulous and undefined.

But that's not all! On a Tederick Films note, the Tederick.com Theatre is proud to present....

VCR6

and

VCR7!!

What? Yes! I'll explain inside. Well no I won't really explain per se but there will be more words like these ones.

Okay.

For those who still have no idea what the hell is going on here, here's the news:

As glancingly outlined above, September 21st is the 3-year anniversary of Tederick.com. I had a web page - Tederick's Home Page - even earlier than that, which actually makes next month the five year anniversary of my having some sort of web presence. However I'm not particularly partial to recalling the Geocities site, and therefore it's easier to commemorate the date of domain registration.

Many have observed with wonder that Tederick.com has become the unofficial hub of my existence, which is true, in that an enormous breadth of people and things in my life seem to connect, in some way or another, right here. Scary? Yeah. Substitute for human contact? Of course not. (André put the fear of god in me on that one, in a short story waybackintheday.)

I do, however, thank everyone who continues to find the site interesting enough to check up on it on a regular basis... or at least, visit it a few minutes before they'll be seeing me in person, to catch up on the zeitgeist.

I am often taken to task with such queries as "when's Bone Daddy gonne be done?" or "what's with your hair?" or "why don't you wear a hat?", but even more often than that I get the "why do you do Tederick.com?"

Tederick.com is neither an entertainment news site (although I do chirp about an awful lot of entertainment-related events that excite and enthrall me) nor is it a journal proper (because you really don't want to read my journal). It is that holy blending of the two, the personal blog. That strange extroversion of the self that leads one to comment on the world around oneself, as though the rest of the world is listening.

Meredith recently mentioned that she likes the personal stuff a lot more than the entertainment stuff, and I tend to agree, so I'm kind of heading in that direction more these days. Which doesn't mean I won't still gas about Harry Potter - there's a little bit about him below, actually - but I'll try to temper it with even more voyeurism into my actual life, and my feelings about it.

Barring holocaust, Tederick.com shall continue in like vein for many moons to come. Will it get continue to control the universe? Is the pope Polish? You bet your sweet ass.

Onward: there's the little matter of Survivor 5.... Oh my god it rocked. I haven't been this pumped about a Survivor premiere since Australia... I'm really happy with the look and feel of the new installment. So fucking happy, in fact, that I ordered a buff today. I mean, that's impulsive, even for me.

Interested parties (i.e., not my mother) can read my blather about the premiere HERE. Also note that the three most-recent reviews will now always be hotlinked from the left-hand menu on Tederick.com.

And some fabulous Harry Potter news came to light on my/Hermione's birthday: a) JKR is pregnant, b) the Stouffer case has been settled with that nasty woman getting the smackdown she deserved, and c) Book Five is going to be near Goblet of Fire in length - no more talk of toning it down to three or four hundred pages. Of course, they still can't give us a release date, but we're all keeping our fingers crossed for summer 2003.

Groan of disgruntlement: Dawson's Creek is being readied for DVD release. Where's Seinfeld? Where's ER? Where's Survivor? Damn and double-damn. In the good news column, Buffy Season Three is officially pegged for January 7 2003. A week after Next Gen Season Seven. Boy life's expensive.

A big special thanks to everyone who attended my birthday shindig: I can never in my life claim to have had a lot of friends, but the ones I do have are a very unique group of people who never fail to remind me of just how much I enjoy living this life. And since they're all undoubtedly reading this right now.... I love you all, and thanks so much.

Feel like there's something else... I'm sure there is... can't remember it, it's quarter after one in the morning. But to keep everything straight, the updates to Tederick.com will now be dated and timed, so instead of sifting through posts you've already read to see if I've added anything (which I did almost constantly), you'll now be able to see new stuff immediately, at a glance.

Thanks for visiting, keep on coming back.

That's just about it. T-dot-C is taking over the web. You've been warned, the hounds have been released, I've sworn a blue streak, all is right with the world.

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