The Daves Collective
Only the second time this year (tsk). Went off too fast (possible surfeit of coffee).
Nearly threw up (possible surfeit of coffee). Left foot still lazy (possible surfeit of ADSL).
Sinuses gave birth (possible surfeit of pollen). Managed two miles (possible surfeit of
hyperbole). Might try again tomorrow (possible surfeit of optimism).
Last week, a day out south of the river (ugh) to the one day Copyright vs Community
event at Ravensbourne College. This featured talks from Fravia, Richard Stallman and Cory Doctorow.
Fravia's talk was great, although having slurped up much of his Searchlores
site years ago, there wasn't much I didn't already know. He concentrates on locating and extracting information
which is known to be out there. That isn't my current problem; to research those litigious bastards at SCOX, I need to
use readily available information to discover connections. Nevertheless the talk was good fun (sadly, perhaps a bit misleading
about Moldova) and his ability to hold an
audience whilst performing a live demonstration was very impressive.
On this occasion Richard Stallman concentrated (as was appropriate) on copyright. His was the most conservative,
nay, boring and measured of the three talks - why is he constantly depicted as some sort of loony? - until the audience
egged him on to ever greater condemnation of the music business. That brought his talk to life; clearly it's not
just software that RMS cares about.
Cory Doctorow's talk was hugely entertaining (lots of arm waving, agitation and good points bluntly made) but very
much to the point. In some ways his was the most, er, (ahem) well-developed critique of modern copyright practice,
but very reassuring that he made such a good case for current-day radicalism being just another iteration of the
historical orthodoxy of innovation.
The most memorable bit was when Fravia took his radiomike with him for a quick pee before he started, treating
the lecture theatre to an impromptu broadcast.
An Official Communiqué from Lord Roos, Marshall of England, on behalf
of the Army Council of the Daves Collective.
Right last night. First Roder was a no show, so that was good from the
off.
Next we all got a pretty good deal, I got Constable of the Tower of
London, superb. Unfortunately game turn one 'King to Preston' (of all
places) and Scuttler pounced on him. I got me hands on matey in
Harlech,
sorry to say this but I topped him.
Pete had woshisname in Calais, John finally stormed York to get the
Hunchback, Scuttler also managed to get Margaret and the brat.
Couple of Scuttler's nobles was close to my faction so I steamed in
with all my lads, shat all over him. Scuttler not happy. By now one of
my chaps
was Marshall of England, bad news was sent to Bodmin.
Had another go at Scuttler, beat him again. He and Johnny attack me at
Bodmin, bad weather delays attack, ha ha!
They try again next turn, out number me 5 to 4 ish victory card was 4
to 1 victory, ha ha they haven't got enough lads. Suckers!
Then Marshall to Thetford, hoorah I get away.
Me and Pete a faction by now, so are the other two. Scuttler slotted
all 3 Lancastrians because of my unprovoked attacks on him, Johnny
crowns Dicky boy as King. Pete and I can't get all our lads in the same
place
at the same time. However Johnny moves to the west country (where he
gets an additional 100 blokes), we follow, still not at full strength,
at least 3 battles fought, all inconclusive.
Finally the decisive
battle.
We had 670 lads to their 580 or 610 can't remember, draw the card
MAJORITY VICTORY! Huzzah We WIN! What's more it's a Yorkist win, we
of course slot all their nobles and Dicky boy and put young Clarence or
what ever his name is on the royal potty as our little puppet monarch.
Oh how I beamed with delight. One of the best games we have ever had.
Update - Factional feedback
Pete requests this addendum:
However, they did have Richard of York,
whilst all we had was his 4th son,
[Yorkist spermatozoa clearly top notch - Ed.]
Richard of Gloucester (the hunchback).
["differently vertebrated"]
You could have mentioned that we were devout Lancastrians
[Boo!]
facing an overwhelming Yorkist force
[Hoorah!]
and although the Lancastrians were slotted,
[Hoorah!]
we still fought to have 'our man' in place (even though he was a Yorkist).
[poor mixed-up souls]
Also, Johnny had one of the largest forces in the field, and crowned Richard
of York as king (a usurper).
[just like Henry Bolingbroke]
You should also mention that Scuttler is guilty of regicide!!
[you mean "an act of proletarian liberation" - Ed.]
Good points: Celtic knotwork on tents, plausible plate armour, funky trebuchets, and the Orcish Reichsmarschall had nasty inflammation and chapped lips.
Bernard Hill should be acclaimed the next Star Trek captain (nobody else acted much).
Mega battle scenes masterpieces of rendering.
Saw it on Screen 13, which is the largest multiplex screen in the UK! Looked fab!
Bad points: "Excuse me, that wasn't in the book". Hobbits still far too gay.
It wasn't nearly messy enough when the Nazgul King's flappy thing had its head chopped off.
Scottish dwarf saying "laddie" all the time, oh dear.
No Wormtongue. Oathbreakers looked like unscary green ooze when they pitched in. Ice cream too cold.
Left to right: car park twirly thing, Unisys building (abandoned), some other building
(abandoned), O2 building (pity it didn't burn down that time).
An Historical Document, from the Official Keeper Of The Scrolls and Joint Founder of the Collective, Weasel Rex IOM
CHARTER
of the Daves Collective
- Some **** or other may get the better of one of us occasionally.
- We get the better of each other all the time.
- But NOBODY EVER gets the better of both of us.
- Anyone getting the better of us will be got the better of by the collective, with extreme prejudice, in our own good time, make no mistake matey.
Thursday, Drill - Slewins La - Hornchurch - Harrow Drive - Osborne Rd. That is all. For
one thing its bloody pouring with rain today. Unnatural hazard of the week: spotting a brand
new Penny Farthing for sale outside a shop in Hornchurch and having the Prisoner music
sloshing around in me head for the rest of the day.
Pudsey
2003-11-21 19:49
Well obviously anyone with sense will avoid Children In Need like the plague, fair enough.
But for some never explained reason every year we have to put up with ignorant southerners referring to
Paddzey. Thank god the bloody place is now firmly settled in Leeds.
Antidote at Martian FM.
Monday, anticlockwise via what is apparently Carlton Rd. Tuesday, the same.
Wednesday, just to the Drill and back. Saturday: via the Drill to
Emerson Park and back on Osborne Road. Note to self, need to suss
out how far that is. Right leg hurt a bit today.
This week's unnatural hazards: getting distracted by stuff in skips that's
too good to chuck away, sinuses (or is it swollen turbinates), and lungfuls of smoke
from antisocial bozos burning their autumnal garden rubbish.
Bad sinus day today (LHS) following overnight rain. Went for a jog to see if that would help.
Got back, too knackered even to take contacts out so had a bath instead of a shower. Unfortunately, whereas
when your sinus gives birth in the shower you can just gob it out, in the bath you can't. Let me know if this is
too much detail.