Saturday 28 November 2009

New Feckbook Dystopian Fuchsia Group

Evening all.

I've just set up a group on Facebook as a companion for this site.

Click on the logo to go there. Please join, and let your friends lists know about it. Ta.

If you have a picture for the (Haunted) Gallery, you can now post it straight to the Wall of that group. Also, if you have any suggestions for Clip of the Day, or have a gig you want promoted here, that's the place to let me know about it.

Thank you.

If you want to follow me on Twitter, click here.

Direct link to the Feckbook group:

http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=215441505265&ref=mf

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Matt29 November 2009 at 02:56
Glad you posted the links to the "Space Mutiny" installment of MST3K. It's my all-time favorite episode but I'd lost the DVDs and had despaired of ever seeing it again - until now!

As for further "Clip of the Day" suggestions, how about something from the computers episode of "Look Around You"?
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Ulysses 31

The Odyssey drifted soundlessly through the void, its captain tired but happy. Despite all the evidence, he'd never really considered how their adventures seemed to recall ancient Greek mythology. The clues were always there, to be fair, but Ulysses was usually too busy preening to think about it, his flowing locks and Richard Stilgoe beard the most important things in the universe. Since putting two and two together (realising that he was called Ulysses was quite a large clue), he abandoned his quest to save his crew, and searched the galaxy for those more colourful aspects of ancient Greece that he'd read about on the, um, Space Internet.

The past fortnight, they'd spent time on the planet Dionysia 5, in the city of Orgion. Perhaps not the best of things to expose Telemachus to at his age, but what sort of father would he be if he didn't, somehow, explain the birds and the bees? Here he now stood on the bridge of his ship, the echoes of his son's vomiting echoing along the bulkhead, Ulysses headed to his quarters, passing the telepathic Yumi. She paused to read his mind, screamed, and ran down the corridor in floods of tears. Ulysses decided to have a cold shower.

He reached his quarters, the shame of a fortnight's debauchery weighing heavily on his conscience. There, sprawled coquettishly on his bed, was the creepy little robot Nono, as apt a name as any right now, as he made suggestive gestures with a rusty screw. Ulysses felt nauseous, slightly concerned at the burning itch that had flared up.

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