Barnes & Noble is having a 40% off sale on DVDs. Sure, you can get DVDs cheaper elsewhere, but B&N generally has stuff it's hard to find. I actually found The Equalizer, which I've only seen online, plus several original Doctor Who DVDs (whover decided to sell those one episode per disc was a genius/jerk). Along with The Equalizer, I got Doctor Who Fang Rock, Claws of Weng Chang, Greatest Show in the Universe, and Terror of the Zygons (the Loch Ness Monster episode, I couldn't resist Tom Baker in a tartan tam o'shanter). And to top it off, they had The Adventures of Brisco County Jr.! I can watch Timothy Leary as a botany professor again!

edit: Once I can get Happiness Patrol and Silver Nemesis, I'll be content with my Doctor Who collection. I've already got ahems of Nine.

I have Silver Nemesis on loan from the library right now. (I own Happiness Patrol, which in Australia and the UK is marketed in a boxed set called Ace Adventures, along with Dragonfire. It has one of the best special features I've seen on these discs, namely a documentary on the relationship between Doctor who and politics.)

Timelies all!

Am at the closing jam, which is kind of jam-ish.

I had brunch plans today, but I begged off because my back was aching and my head hurt and also I just didn't want to get out of bed yet. I've made it to 100% of the plans I've had lately, including one movie where I was the only person who didn't bail at the last minute, so I feel okay with this.

I'm amazed by how much stuff I keep finding to throw away.

Thank you juliana, brenda, and Zen. I have bookmarked and pinned your awesome ideas.

Father's Day was great. I started off by watching an episode of Daredevil while I folded and ironed clothes. Then, met the family at a Tex-Mex restaurant for brunch, one of our favorite places. Afterward, I took my father to the local botanical gardens and they just happened to have their annual rose show, one day only, so we really lucked out. I dropped dad off at home after arranging to take in a movie next Sunday. (Mad Max, it will be my third viewing.) Then, toddled off to do the chores I didn't do yesterday, namely the grocery shopping.

Now, I'm just sitting with the fan blowing on me (I don't use the AC if I can help it, it really racks up my energy bill) debating having some kind of tasty libation (over and above the mimosa with brunch.)

I hope all the dads, and folks with dads who were able to celebrate with them, has had as good a day.

a boxed set called Ace Adventures

I love Ace so much. I know people diss Happiness Patrol, but I love the use of music in it. I love Sylvester McCoy's Doctor and his love of music (another wonderful part of Silver Nemesis).

edit: love love love, maybe I'll listed to some Lady Gaga.

Good Lord, Talons of Weng Chang is a 3-disc set. Look at all the yummy extras from the BBC.

Recent events and Father's Day brought me to write something on Facebook. I thought I'd repeat it here.

During the summer of 1963, my father was sent to manage a meat packing plant in South Georgia while its manager recovered from a heart attack. My mother, sister and I spent six weeks down there with him. I spent my days alternating between the motel pool and reading the three books a day I could check out of the library on a visitor's card. While my mother is from Tennessee, I had spent my life in a lily-white Chicago suburb

After dinner, we often went to the Dairy Queen for ice cream in the still withering heat. We stood at the window labeled "White." Around the corner, there was a less prominent window labeled "Colored." One night, one customer after another in our line was served, while two black children waited patiently at the Colored window. My sister or I may have asked why those children didn't get their ice cream. My father grew increasingly angry. As we got closer to the window, my father told me, "Ask them what they want." I did, and my father ordered their cones and gave them to them.

As a father, it was his finest hour.

I went out for lunch today at the lesser of the two local Thai places (but the one that's open on Sunday) and ordered a dish called Evil Jungle Prince, which seemed to live up to its name as I've been feeling queasy all afternoon.

Ginger, that story brought a tear to my eye. What a lovely memory.