Well, tonight’s the night….

In the wake of the Sienna episode last Friday at The Palace, these last several days (including this one) have felt like an eternity. I’ve been doing a lot of stuff to help pass the time, such as watching a number of DVDs and getting out of the house for other reasons, but the thought of what transpired is still very fresh in my mind.

So tonight, and provided that she’s actually present, I shall find out how much Sienna really wants me as a continuing customer. Despite being nervous about it, I’m hoping for a positive outcome, and I’ll try not to be aggressive about it, so wish me luck on that. And if Ivy happens to be present as well (though the chances of that aren’t too great), I’ll see her too.

And now, I’ll wrap this entry up with a further explanation as to why I modified one of my stripper criteria. I’m no longer going to say that six tattoos would be my limit, because I’m now feeling that certain girls may take that as an invitation to get more ink on them. That said, both Jagger and Sienna are at my new limit now (i.e. four, and I’m counting Jagger’s “LIVE 2 DANCE” in tiny letters on her forearms as one), and no more tattoos should be forthcoming.

As if Australian television couldn’t get any lower…. :-(

It’s official; the Nine Network is rewarding Clare Werbeloff – the stupid bitch who became notorious for the “CHK CHK BOOM” video – for her stupidity by giving her the hosting role of the Australian version of Scammers, to air next year.

So with that in mind, I sincerely hope that my fellow Australian viewers put on a good show of common sense and not watch it. Hell, I don’t think a show like this should even be on GO! (which is where it’ll end up if it fails on Nine), and the very idea of it seems to fly in the face of Nine’s so-called “reaffirmed commitment to quality television”.

And if I were Lachlan Murdoch, I’d refrain from buying Sydney mansions and making babies with Sarah for now, and wait for CVC Asia-Pacific’s shot at running PBL Media (incorporating Nine and GO!) to fail. Then, I’d swoop in and snap it up for a discount price, followed by negotiations with Bruce Gordon in order to exchange NBN Newcastle and Nine Darwin for Nine Perth and Nine Adelaide.

I miss those Beaurepaires commercials….

Any Australian readers may know the ones I’m talking about; the ones made between 1993 and 2004, starring Max Fairchild as Beau and Barry Shepherd as Dave. They were genuinely amusing, without talking down to the viewers or being repetitive, and as a result, they were very successful.

However, upon doing a YouTube search last night, I was saddened to find that none of them were uploaded. Except for one, which was never intended to be used as a genuine commercial, but was more likely made by the advertising agency (Young & Rubicam in this case) for laughs. So without further ado, here it is:

And let’s hope this one isn’t pulled.

No, I’m still not happy. :-(

The RCW event last night was a mixed bag, with the good occurrences just barely edging out the bad, so I won’t be committing to any further shows.

Also, it failed to take my mind off the Sienna situation, and on the strength of another lucky coin toss, I’ll try to reach a solution at The Palace on Wednesday. Firstly, I’ll try to elicit an apology – which I never received the other night – for not keeping her word to me initially. And secondly, I’ll remind her of those actions which would automatically terminate the relationship.

Let’s hope this plan works.

What have I done to deserve this?

That’s correct, viewers; things went very much awry at The Palace last night. Not only was Ivy still AWOL, but even though Sienna is now back from Canada, she wasn’t completely honest with me in terms of tattooing.

Before she left, she told me that the only things she planned to have done as far as tattoos were concerned were the final removal of the one on her right bicep, and the addition of her mother’s name to the one of her father’s name on the back of her neck. Unfortunately, this has not occurred, and when she sprang the fresh tattoo of her mother’s name on her ankle on me, I became most upset, and I said my piece accordingly.

Apparently, she got it before leaving for Canada, and since the artist wouldn’t go with Sienna’s initial idea, he or she suggested that alternative instead. The fact remains, however, that Sienna had assured me that she was not going to get a separate tattoo, and what upset me the most was the fact that she reneged on her word to me in this case. You see, I like to think I’m open and honest with people; therefore, I don’t think I’m asking too much to expect some in return, even in what is essentially a fantasy being played out in a strip club. After all, telling me only what I want to hear won’t work with me.

Now before anyone entertains the notion of telling me “YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO DO WHAT YOU DID!”, I’ll say that it’s not a right. It’s a privilege; one for which I’ve paid a lot of money, and I’ll use it if I feel I’m going to get screwed. That said, I’ve put my foot right down on her, and said that if she gets any more ink on her for any reason, she and I are history. Considering that my trust in her has been severely damaged by this, and she’s given me her hand on it, Sienna’s really got her work cut out for her in order to regain that trust.

With all of that off my chest, I now have no choice but to make a modification to Point 4 of the criteria I listed in this previous post. Brace yourselves:

4. If a dancer must have tattoos, a few smaller ones in the right places wouldn’t bother me, but tattoos on the face, the throat, the hands, the breasts or the buttocks are NOT acceptable in my book. A slightly larger one – but no larger than 100 square centimetres – on the lower or upper back can look OK as well if it’s done right, and half or full leg and half or full sleeve tattoos do NOT count as one. So if you have too much ink on you, keep your distance;

And never forget, ladies, that the buck stops here.

Meanwhile, I hope tonight’s Riot City Wrestling event can take my mind off that, but I’m not getting my hopes up for that either.

I want my babies back…. :-(

People who’ve been following this blog for some time (and I know there are a few of you out there ) will know who I’m talking about when I say that. But for those who don’t, I refer to Ivy and Sienna from The Palace, right here in good old Adelaide.

As I’m due for a visit tonight, I really do hope they’re both present, even though the chances of it happening are about 1 in 4. And if they are, I still hope that neither of them have undergone a radical and potentially deal breaking change in appearance or attitude since I last saw them many weeks ago.

It’s only too easy for others to say “Big deal!” and dismiss stuff like this, but in light of the intense dreams I continue to have about these girls (which, try as I might, I cannot control) and their growing frequency, that’s easier said than done. In recent times, I’ve tried very hard to ignore the less pleasant ones, but it hasn’t always had the desired effect, and things still haven’t gone to plan on my strip club visits in some cases.

Though I can take some comfort from the fact that things have actually gone right at these clubs when I’ve had a more pleasant stripper dream in the past, and considering the nice one I had about Sienna a few nights ago, maybe I could luck out tonight after all. Of course, only time will tell.

Hmmm…. what’s this?

Although I’m not sure whether the figure in question on this page is an official Hasbro/TakaraTomy prototype or just a clever fan creation (since arguments for both exist), it’s certainly got my attention.

Throw in the fact that Rumble and Frenzy are going to be officially reissued in the Transformers Encore line next month, and have not been reissued previously (knockoffs don’t count ), then that tips things slightly in favour of it being official for me. My hunch is that if it’s official, it could be destined to become a new Rumble and/or Frenzy (and maybe even a Replay ) in the next Classics/Universe line. However, the initial picture was only labelled “New 2010 TF”, so for now, all bets are off.

On the home front, though, I went out for lunch with my father for his birthday, and went back to his place for a while to help him with his computer. Also, Tim’s package has been posted, so with any luck, he should have it in about a week or so.

I thought it already did!

I’ve just read this report about Rove being rested next year, and I have to disagree with the apparent assertion therein that Rove McManus’ primary show, in its current format, doesn’t bear any resemblance to Hey Hey It’s Saturday.

If you ask me – and, as usual, you haven’t – I’ve considered it to be a shorter, more risqué version of Hey Hey since 2001. Of course, in its 10-week run on Nine in 1999, and in its first year on Ten in 2000, the show was less variety-based and more comedy-driven (and I have the DVDs to back me up on that), but when Dave Callan left, and the shift started to occur, I lost interest.

And as indifferent as I was to Comedy Inc (aka Comedy Inc: The Late Shift), one of the things they got right was recognising how much of a Hey Hey clone Rove [Live] was becoming, and they even used Dickie Knee (voiced by the inimitable John Blackman, naturally) to confuse Rove McManus for Daryl Somers in their parodies!

Meanwhile, today’s been quite productive for me. I headed south for a Pizza Hut lunch, then scored a copy of Transformers: Revenge Of The Fallen on DVD, and I was relieved that there wasn’t an embargo on selling it until tomorrow (which is the official release date here).

Horse play (in more ways than one) ;-)

Firstly, this year’s Melbourne Cup has now been run and won. I had a good feeling about Shocking just before the race, and now that Shocking has won, I wish I’d placed a nice, big bet on that particular horse, since the odds were about 10:1!

And secondly, I think it’s high time the management of the Crazy Horse considered closing the place on Mondays and Tuesdays. If young Darrin’s recent posts on his MySpace page – focusing on his almost 10-year stint as a DJ there – are any guide, a pattern has emerged. That is, the crowds on those days have been gradually falling over the years, and in light of the downturn in the industry on a local level (The Firm closing, Strat’s cutting its hours, agencies reducing their pub presence etc.), it’d be wise to concentrate the punters into the Wednesday to Saturday period until an upturn occurs.

(BTW, if you’re reading this, Darrin, “Stop It I Like It” was performed by Rick Guard. )

A suggestion for Paramount, Spyglass and Bad Robot regarding Star Trek ;-)

I’ve been a Star Trek fan for as long as I can remember, since I’ve always found the original TV show and its numerous spinoffs (the feature films, The Next Generation etc.) to be far more stimulating than most other shows. And like many other Star Trek fans, I was also disillusioned with the path down which Rick Berman, Brannon Braga and their cronies were taking the franchise in the late 1990s and early 2000s. That is, they tried to turn Star Trek from a cult phenomenon into a pure commercial cash cow, sacrificing much of the originality and creativity therein in favour of a “play it safe” approach (e.g. constantly recycling old ideas, and no longer accepting script ideas from fans).

Despite Manny Coto’s best efforts with the final season of Star Trek: Enterprise, many of the hardcore fans had had enough of that particular direction by then, and the show was cancelled. This led to a much needed hiatus for the franchise, and when I heard that Rick Berman – who always seemed to come across to me as being arrogant, and completely convinced that he could do no wrong, in a number of online interviews – wouldn’t be involved in any future Star Trek project, I was most relieved.

Yet when I heard that a new Star Trek movie had gone into production, and that it would be a prequel/reboot, I was still sceptical. For me, it had to be done the right way, by the right people, at the right time, and in May this year, all of my concerns were laid to rest permanently. J.J. Abrams and company had done what was considered up to that point to be impossible; they made Star Trek both cool and a true commercial success, and without compromising in any way (despite what some embittered purists may say, and I’ve no time for those nerds).

Naturally, it now sits proudly in my DVD collection, and I await any sequels (of which there will be at least two) with great interest. And that, of course, leads into the suggestion I wish to make.

Since the first film in this new Star Trek saga has been such a huge success, I’d like to suggest that this particular continuity is left on the big screen, because in light of the grander scale of the production, bringing it back to regular television would be too prohibitive in terms of cost, and would serve to cheapen the franchise now. Quality is always preferable to quantity, and I’d like to see six top-quality films produced by the right people, not several TV spinoffs produced by bean counters bent only on maximising profits and appeasing networks and their advertisers.