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Aug 12, 2009 16:03

I'm watching a film crew record some footage for a cop show from the second floor of the Grand Mercure Serviced Apartments in the Melbourne Docklands. I have patchy, intermittent internet and worse television.

It's grey, wet and entirely atmospheric which naturally makes for good sleuthing and bristling moustaches.

Amongst other things recently I've destroyed our food processor making skordalia and watched the Torchwood: Children of Earth five part miniseason.
I will attempt skordalia again. All I need is a hardier food processor that won't turn into a smoldering slag of warmed garlic and plastic smoke - but Torchwood was something else altogether - well done BBC, you've made it clear I'm as emotionally sturdy as my machine trying to mash potato.

I'm reading China Miéville's The City & ʎʇıɔ ǝɥʇ and playing Prototype on the Xbox. One is a kafkaesque multilayered murder mystery set in a juxtaposition of realities that are attempting to coexist within the same space and the other allows me to run up the side of a building, karate kick a helicopter out of the sky and pound the living shit out of it.

Here's a storyboard panel that was a little more hooray than usual.


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