mrwaverly:
I nearly got one when it was released in 1999, but they were stupid expensive (there was a Darth Vader one too). My brother's full of surprises.
mrwaverly:
My brother gave me this as part of my christmas present. Beer matured in old whisky casks - yes please! But there is a finite supply. Do I drink it, or keep it? (Let's face it, if I keep it, it will probably get even better) Aaaargh! Decisions!
naiser:
That's a pretty cool notebook
mrwaverly:
The brave guys who took part in early aerial combat were literally making it up as they went along - nothing like it had ever been done before; heavier than air craft had only existed for eleven years at the start of the First World War. No armour protection, no parachutes - you heard right, it was considered cowardly to bale out in the early part of the war; you went down with your ship, plus they added weight. No radio, way too bulky, nor did you have heated cockpits or oxygen. A new pilot's operational life was measured in weeks, and that was if he was lucky. So, a big hand for all those who took off and came back, and raise a glass to all those who took off, perhaps on a dawn patrol, and who were never seen again.
mrwaverly:
He is spraying an invisible Dalek with paint, so it can be seen. However, the technology which renders the Dalek invisible, turns out to be lethal for the mutant within, sending it insane, and finally killing it. A literal dead end for the Daleks on the hostile planet of Spiridon.
