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The September 21st, 2016 Edition of THE REVENGE HUMP DAY! Page 1 of 52 Welcome to the September 21st, 2016 Edition of THE REVENGE HUMP DAY! This has been one busy week for all of us around Casa Bolgeo. Uncle Bobby came up from Florida last week to attend the wedding of our Grand Nephew Trey Stavrum. On Friday, we go together with our side of the Bolgeo Clan and attended an informal Ribs and Bar-B-Que Party hosted by my niece Peggy and her husband Gil. Trust me, Gil is a great Bar-B-Que chef and his ribs are to die for. Then on Saturday we attended the wedding at the Baylor High School Chapel. Trey’s Bride, Mallory, was just what a Bride should be, gorgeous! Their young son, Hutton, my Great Grand Nephew was the ring bear and my Great Grand Niece, Ella, was the flower girl. It was a wonderful wedding and then the party started at the Venue here in Chattanooga. We boogied until late because they had a great band and plenty of goodies to keep us full. Sunday was set aside for recovery and we needed it. But on Monday, Jason, The Deposed Emperor, Jamie, SHE WHO MUST BE OBEYED In-Training, and Tristan, Bubba Bear came over for a cookout. Uncle Bobby had brought up a few steaks from Florida and SWMBO went and got a few more and we shared them with the kids. I made the mistake of slowly eating and I at so much that I was miserable. Stuffed, Happy, but miserable. Ms. Barbara and Mr. Bill Durkin stopped by to visit after dinner and see Uncle Bobby before he went home. It was great getting at least a few of the family members and friends to get together and enjoy some quality time. Jason said, “Have Grill, will travel for steak anytime!” We enjoyed ourselves immensely. After Jason and his brood went home for the night, we all settled in and were relaxing when my father-in-law, John Vannucci, called us back to his room and complained about having trouble breathing. Popee is 92 years old and is suffering from a cold. The doctor had given him a shot that morning to help clear it up, but I guess it didn’t take hold fast enough. Before you knew it, we had him to Memorial Hixson Hospital Emergency Room and they were pumping full with more antibiotics. We stayed until almost midnight and then he was admitted to he hospital just to be careful. Today, SWMBO is staying with him and he is doing a lot better. We hope to get him out of hock tomorrow or on Thursday. When you get as old as he is, you can’t take any chances with his health. It scared us a little, but everything is starting to look up. So on that ”Hopeful Note”, why don't y'all sit back and relax because here's the best in gossip, jokes and science for your reading pleasure! Uncle Timmy <G>~<O>~<S>~<S>~<I>~<P>~~~<S>~<T>~<A>~<R>~<T>~<S>~~~<H>~<E>~<R>~<E>~<!> DEATH OF A LEGEND From Kerry Kyle’s Facebook Page on Sunday, September 18, 2016, Yorktown, NY · Via "Mike Willmoth" [email protected] The September 21st, 2016 Edition of THE REVENGE HUMP DAY! Page 2 of 52 https://www.facebook.com/kerry.kyle.71/posts/10210306302197264?comment_id=1021030642540034 4¬if_t=feed_comment_reply¬if_id=1474239576121629 I have lost one of my very best friends. Dad (David Kyle) died today at 4:30pm of complications from an endoscopy. I know he was 97 and frail, but his spirit was strong, his heart was huge, and I’m still in shock. I’m still surprised. I expected him to last a few more years. I expected to be making him dinner tonight. And I’m bereft. And at the moment I don’t really want to type much. I know many in the Fannish community loved Dad as well and are equally as bereft reading this. I hope it makes you feel better to know that, as always, Dad chatted about science fiction with the EMT who brought him to the hospital and with the nurses who made him comfortable. He chatted about the love of his life--science fiction--genuinely interested in hearing what they read and watched. Always spreading the word and wishing to instill within them the flame he had within himself. And, yes, he made constant jokes and terrible puns that charmed everyone in the hospital. And, best of all, a few hours before his death he was doing his best to flatter the pretty nurse fetching him warm blankets. Remember that. And remember his love of science fiction and fandom. I wish I could write eloquently and beautifully about him. But I can’t. It’s been a long sleepless 24 hours and his grandson Kyle and I and my brother AC and his family are trying to come to terms with his death and, you know, we’re not doing it so well at the moment. There are too many What-Ifs. Too many wild thoughts of building a time machine and going back for one more visit. I’ll be off Facebook for a short while because I just can’t face it. Dad loved science fiction and science fiction fandom, and you have been a wonderful and warm extended family to him. He loved you. You loved him. I love you for that. I wanted that 100th birthday bash. Damn. ~~~~~~ RIP DAVID KYLE From: “Mike Kennedy” [email protected] It has been reliably reported that David Kyle, who was the oldest living member of First Fandom, died today. Some details of his remarkable life can be seen at: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Kyle http://www.redjacketpress.com/columns/index.html (some links on this page are broken) http://www.isfdb.org/cgi-bin/ea.cgi?2916 <L>~<I>~<B>~<E>~<R>~<T>~<Y>~<C>~<O>~<N> 28 YEARS A SMEGHEAD: BACK IN DEEP SPACE WITH THE RED DWARF CREW From: “Tim Bolgeo” [email protected] The September 21st, 2016 Edition of THE REVENGE HUMP DAY! Page 3 of 52 Bazookoids at the ready! Head behind-the-scenes as Lister, Rimmer and co buckle up for another ride in Starbug. Will the strap-on dreads survive the trip? Luke Holland, Thursday 15 September 2016 09.31 EDTLast modified on Thursday 15 September 201617.25 EDT ‘I’ve known these guys longer than I’ve known my wife’ … the boys from the Dwarf reunite. Photograph: UKTV There’s a familiar shape lurking outside a side door at Pinewood Studios, tugging away on a cigarette. Leather jacket. Strap-on dreads. A bit older than you remember, but still very much the same rollie-smoking space waster. As one of the millions of kids who grew up with Red Dwarf – taped the episodes off the telly, made Bazookoids out of boxes – bumping into Dave Lister in a smoking area is more than a little surreal. “You want to be outside having a fag with eight Stormtroopers!” says Craig Charles. Star Wars: Rogue One is filming on an adjacent lot. He launches into his giant, pepper-grinder laugh. “Now THAT’s surreal!” We’re here – in what, it turns out, is geek paradise – because filming on Red Dwarf series 11 and 12 is under way, a full 28 years after the smash cult sitcom began. Even taking into account its extended periods of hiatus, it’s a pretty extraordinary lifespan for any show – never mind an odd, depressing-sounding sci-fi sitcom about the last human being left alive. When the show first aired in 1988, no one expected it to go anywhere. TV sci-fi was dead. (Late-80s Doctor Who saw to that.) Red Dwarf only got the green light because money was set aside for a second series of the enthusiastically forgotten Ben Elton sitcom Happy Families, which had the common decency not to be made. All of a sudden, there was some cash spare for a comedy about a man stranded 3 million years into deep space with a The September 21st, 2016 Edition of THE REVENGE HUMP DAY! Page 4 of 52 hologram of his dead bunkmate, a creature who evolved from the ship’s cat, and a senile computer named Holly. “When the show took off there was no one overseeing it,” says co-creator and writer Doug Naylor, “so we could just do what we wanted.” This meant, rather than established actors like Alan Rickman and Alfred Molina (both of whom auditioned), the roles of Lister went to Craig Charles, a zeitgeisty punk poet; his uptight superior Rimmer to amply nostrilled impressionist Chris Barrie; the computer’s to laconic standup Norman Lovett, and the Cat’s to a dancer named Danny John-Jules, who arrived to audition an hour late but in character, looking resplendent in one of his dad’s zoot suits. FacebookTwitterPinterest - ‘It’s like Porridge … in space.’ Photograph: UKTV Oddly, the show became a hit, enjoying a rude run of form between 1988 and 1993 and winning an Emmy in 1994. Something about it resonated: perhaps it was the exploration of some genuinely intriguing sci-fi ideas, from virtual reality to time travel; genetic engineering to the total absence of alien life. Perhaps it was its invented lexicon, replete with smegheads, goits and gimboids. Most likely, it was that, removed of all its sci-fi baubles, Red Dwarf was a classic, studio- based odd-couple sitcom.