Computer Games What I Play

I never really talk about this, because I associate playing games with Not Working, and to be Not Working is to be a Failure.  However, upon consideration… I work my backside off anywhere between 40-70 hours a week, exercise, study, read, learn and haven’t had a proper holiday for years, so yeah… damnit!  I damn well play computer games when I damn well can, and love it.  Take THAT my tangled up work ethic! Ahem. With which in mind, here are a few that stand out 1. My Youth. I first got into gaming with a few classics of the …

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I Want Warp Drive

I mean… who doesn’t want warp drive? Alas, this is not a conversation about Star Trek, although footnote: I’m really enjoying Discovery.  And I’m not even a Trekkie.  But given how much it’s lifted from Battlestar Galactica and the Expanse in terms of both vibe and values, I guess it makes sense that I’m cheering.  But I digress… No.  What I want is a Star Trek-esque future.  Albeit in which clothes have pockets. A future in which all of humanity has been united in a common ethical identity.  In which we zip around the cosmos in our fancy machines, and …

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That Thing Called ‘Work-Life Balance’

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! MWHAHAHAHAHA!! ‘Work-life balance’ mwhahahahaha! And breathe… breathe…. In 2017 I made the decision to step back a little bit from theatre.  This isn’t actually quitting, though I’ve toyed with the idea; I’m still taking jobs that are groovy and interesting, but I’m taking waaaaay fewer of them and trying to get my head in some sort of order, owing as much to the fact that between 2008-2017 I managed to have a grand total of 5 weeks holiday, plus a spread out couple weeks for Christmas.  (I didn’t have holidays when training at Ra-de-da; I worked on shows in …

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Shafted by the Few

Are you that wanker who keeps stealing LX tape from venues where you work? Are you just like ‘well I’ve done a 12 hour shift, this is just a perk!’ Are you the twat who’s like ‘I’ll borrow the stage manager’s pencil, she won’t care if I don’t give it back, she’s got 10,000 pencils.’ Or the guy who’s all ‘Jesus, all I did was drop a bit of litter, like, it’s not a murder!’ YOU!  YOU GET RIGHT OVER HERE SO I CAN HIT YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE THE REASON I’M RUNNING OUT OF LX TAPE AND PENCILS RIGHT …

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Never Say Sorry For Being Nice

Have I told you about writers? Needly, anxious, insecure, badly paid, desperate to be informed that they’re wonderful – writers make actors look almost normal, and I say this as someone who has spent far too much time in contact with both. Alone at their keyboards, writers spend a significant amount of their time pining for the moment someone will turn round and exclaim ‘yes, you are THE BEST and I LOVE your books’ and when it happens they’ll turn bright red and mumble something about how you’re too kind and it’ll be catastrophically awkward and everyone will be sorta …

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