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BBC Sherlock Interactive Trailer Like a Multiple Prezzie

Here’s the new non-interactive Sherlock Series/Season 3 trailer:

It’s also a massive SPOILER! So unless you want to be a complete Sherlock Series/Season 3 virgin, head off to BBC One’s new interactive Sherlock trailer.  Meantime, here’s a starter of some shots from the video.

(Yes, Virginia, there is a Hogfather and yes, he has done a capture of the video, but he’s also good and isn’t going to post it because there’s no reason for all the good little boys and girls NOT to go to BBC One’s site to watch.)

A big tip of the deerstalker to Anne Zanoni of Ariel’s Miscellany… a la Sherlock blog and Sherlockology for the tweets announcing the BBC announcement. There’s a nice little report of some Cumberbatch snark when Madonna makes the mistake of attempting to diss Mr. Cumberbatch (either that or she was caught in the Stupid Zone (the mysterious force field some people exude that causes others to suddenly lose a 100 I.Q. points — or more — thus rendering them utter morons and incapable of coherent thought, let alone conversation; it is, fortunately, a variable Superpower). And yes, John Watson’s blog has new content as reported the official BBC Sherlock blog, and if you haven’t checked out Mark Gatiss’ official blog, I recommend it highly.

By all means, Share This. Let’s blow away the internet by the time Sherlock Series/Season 3 premieres!

Have almost achieved velocity to escape Black Hole project. Re-cutting bad narration, missing video, and soundtrack today.

The Sherlock Naughty List Just Keeps Growing

Rupert Graves as D.I. Lestrade on BBC Sherlock gaping at Louise Beasley as Molly Hooper in Christmas party dress; text read: Lestrade just put himself on the Naughty List.

So it looks like everyone’s holiday gifts will be a little late from me. Sorry. Stupid, stupid, stupid work and life.

And while I’m still trying very hard to focus on Sherlock Holmes and not the individual cast and crew, I felt I did have to share this wonderful praise from JJ Abrams about Benedict Cumberbatch, in part because it explains so much about why Sherlock is so good (even when it violates our willing suspension of disbelief, but more on that when I post my Christmas Letter to Santa Moftiss later this week). Here’s an excerpt from the article:

Speaking to Digital Spy the director: “Being on the set with him… I think everyone was bringing their absolute A-game. I think, frankly, in a way, [his] presence sort of elevated everything.

“Time and again, every scene, Benedict brought a surprising, unexpected, grounded, real and often terrifying aspect to the role. So we are incredibly grateful, all of us.”

Keep in mind, Mr. Cumberbatch has said repeatedly that Martin Freeman produces the same result in him when they work together. And Mr. Freeman is getting massive doses of praise for his performance in The Hobbit as Bilbo Baggins, despite other criticism with the film. Great work guys!

Now speaking Sherlock Holmes (the original), he’s featured in this wonderful New York Time’s Sunday Review article on concentration. Being a  big fan of neuroscience, I’d read several abstracts and articles on research that supports and underlines the results highlighted in the NYTR article. Needless to say my New Year’s Resolution is to concentrate more on Sherlock Holmes (and meditate on surviving until Season 3 Sherlock).

I’ve got scads more I’d like to post, but need to dash off to a instructor’s workshop on using antiquated tech. *heavy sigh* More antler-madness is coming along with the other holiday cheer.

But you do realize that the 12 Days of Christmas start on Christmas Day and end on Sherlock’s Birthday (Epiphany), don’t you?

If you haven’t been following, there’s a wonderful Sherlock Advent Calendar and Contest at Sherlockology that tells a story (based on the original Silver Blaze plot) in the manner of the Sherlock: Casebook.

And a big Shout Out to the folks who have ordered Sherlock Quote T-Shirts and Tote Bags as well as those folks who have used the MX Publishing shop. I’m adding a bonus donation to the Audubon Society and the Cornell Ornithology Labs this month because they have a matching contribution offer.


Sherlock Thinks That’s The Nicest Thing About You, Greg

Rupert Graves as D. I. Lestrade in BBC Sherlock seated with antler hat, text reads: You do know everyone on my list is naughty, right?

The Silver Fox likes them naughty, Sherlock. We all know that.

For those who missed it, Martin Freeman did The Colbert Report to promote The Hobbit, and even Colbert had to tease him about the Sherlock delay. The interview is adorable, as to be expected. Freeman scored a win with his “legless Lego Legolas” zing causing even Colbert to lose it.

Meanwhile, Benedict Cumberbatch is causing more hearts to throb and people to swoon, particularly at his representative agency, with his voiceover for the Star Trek Into Darkness trailer. *sigh* This does bode well for the Sherlock series continuation, if the leads are kept busy with lots of other offers. On the other hand, I’m thrilled they are getting the much deserved recognition and opportunities.

I’ll be posting my Holiday Wish List next week. (And, no, it’s not that.)

Uhm, Lestrade, Are You Sure You Want to Share That Info?

Rupert Graves as D. I. Greg Lestrade in BBC Sherlock smiling slightly at a press conference

I assume Sally Donovan did a facepalm beside Lestrade. And, by now I hope Sherlock sent him a text saying “wrong.”

This will all be over soon, I promise. But the phrase just leads to so-oooo many jokes and deserves the ridicule. Hello? Welcome to the second decade of the 21st Century?

But then again I look at the stats for the condition of women overall in the U.S. (let alone the rest of the world) and I think “You came a long way, baby. What the hell happened? — Besides rap.”)




And You Don’t Even Want To Know What They Used For a Litterbox

Martin Freeman as John Watson, Benedict Cumberbatch as Sherlock Holmes, Rupert Graves as Lestrade look at something on the floor in a disused and abused apartment

Forget the Hounds of Baskerville, Watson. This place has been trashed by the Cats of Croyden!

Sorry, sorry, I’m so sorry. My only excuse is finding that one of my cats took offense and destroyed a lovely tablecloth, the phonebook, and one of my favourite vases. It doesn’t help that she has claws like griffin talons!

It might possibly be due to cracking while waiting for Season 3.

It’s An Experiment, Sherlock

Benedict Cumberbatch as Sherlock Holmes with a stupid expression on his face

OhhhMyGurrrhd, John! U drurrgghed Meh Kaffee!



by J.H. Watson

~450 words


Sherlock was bent over his microscope. “John, where’s my coffee?”


John Watson set a cup beside Sherlock’s hand on the table that had been converted into a chemical research station. Steam rose from the cup along with the smell of first class Kona coffee beans perfectly prepared. John watched Sherlock sniff, look up from the scope, and reach for the cup. John hovered as Sherlock took a sip. John asked, “How is it? Need more sugar?”

“No.” Sherlock took a large drink and held it in his mouth a moment before swallowing. “Not the usual brand.”

“It’s a new specialty brand. They were giving away samples at the market. I picked it up while I was doing the shopping. Like it?”

Sherlock finished the cup. “Not bad. I’ll have another cup.”

John smiled slightly as he took the cup Sherlock held out so peremptorily to him. He went into the kitchen and prepared another cup. John put it into Sherlock’s waiting hand when he returned.

After a moment Sherlock looked up from the scope and took a sip. “It tastes slightly different.”

“Does it? Maybe it’s from sitting in the pot.”

“No. More sugar.” Sherlock shoved the cup towards John and went back to his scope. When John returned, he placed the cup beside Sherlock’s scope and then stood there watching.

“John, why are you hovering?”

“Am I?”

“Yes. It’s annoying. Go away.”

John moved to the desk in the living room and opened his computer. He began typing in his own bizarre technique, but Sherlock was aware John was still watching him. He went back to his scope. A few moments later, Sherlock looked up sharply, a startled expression on his face.

“Something wrong?” John asked.

Sherlock frowned. “No.” He looked back into the scope. A moment later he looked up again, his face pale and puzzled.

John typed something into the computer as he asked, “What are you seeing?”

“Nohhh-thhh—” Sherlock stopped in mid-word. He shook his head and blinked. “Jawhn, summm-thinnz whrung.”

John typed something else. “Tell me what you’re seeing? Can you tell me what you are seeing?”

Sherlock began swatting at the air in and staggering around the room in an uncoordinated fashion. “Bhattz! Bhattz ehvreewharz!”

“Oh, good. What color are they?” John continued to type on the computer.

“Wahhhtz gurring awnnn?”

“Lestrade asked me to help study a new drug that’s hit the streets and is spreading on the universities. I know how it works on an average mind so I had to try it on a superior one.”

“Yooo dur-rugghed meh?”

“It was in the sugar. Relax. It’s all scientifically controlled. You’ll be fine as soon as it passes through your system. Now describe these bats.”



Sherlock and Company Say Thanks for the Party

Martin Freeman as John Watson, Benedict Cumberbatch as Sherlock Holmes and Rupert Graves as D.I. Lestrade looking solemnly at something off camera

Sherlock: Well, I’m certainly not cleaning that up. It was in honor of me after all.


A bit bleary-eyed after the Sherlock Holmes Appreciation Assembly, but surprisingly upright (it was at the library so no alcohol). I’m not certain that will be the case if the BBC Sherlock Marathon I was conned into offering actually happens within the next 3 weeks. Someone already mentioned everyone bringing wine.

Meanwhile, a Big Sherlock Holmes Appreciation Assembly Shout Out to the following:


Teresa Schmid for helping set up, staying all day and making the tea table look so lovely (I ended up with a 100 extra fairy cakes/cupcakes that are heading to the Food Bank or the homeless shelter.)

Becky Maltbie and Cora Pond (no relation to Amelia apparently) for helping to tear down and load the Prius (why yes, it does get great gas mileage but it also does a smashing impersonation of a station wagon). I actually made it to bed before 10 p.m.

Linty Hopie for the loan of the air pot (I’m having the last of the coffee as I type and it’s still hot!).

Mary Brelsford for the loan of several thermoses and for coming in the afternoon and joining The Great Game discussion.

I’d also like to thank the folks who offered prizes (even though we didn’t get to give all of them away, alas. We’ll start sooner next year and give folks more time for costuming, cosplay and artwork entries.

Donors included:

Odyssey Bookes, Port Angeles, WA (2 tickets to the Steampunk Ball)

Port Book and News, Port Angeles, WA (a gift card)

Steampunk Holmes (a copy of The Legacy of the Nautilus)

Our video winner was Heidi Berthiuame of Plano, TX.

We also gave out a couple of age-appropriate prizes to two young boys who came with their family, but they were so excited after watching The Great Mouse Detective and checking out a library book that they raced off before I could get their names (I suspect the fairy cakes and biscuits may have something to do with their energy…)

Jeremy Brett was the winner of Best Sherlock in the traditional category. Basil Rathbone was a close second.

Benedict Cumberbatch was the hands-down winner in the alternate universe category.

Martin Freeman and Jude Law were tied for the Best Watson, while it was universally agreed that prior to the 21st Century, the Watsons were portrayed as too bumbling and dense compared to the character in the canon who was both a man of letters, a trained physician and a cosmopolitan military veteran. (Personally, I argued that Martin Freeman is the Best Watson Ever!)

Attendance was small (around 20 people) but we had some Sherlock Holmes enthusiasts who had a lot of fun discussing and debating the relative merits of various stories and incarnations, shared favorite pastiche novels, and expressed delight in finding others in the area. We also had a number of Sherlock Holmes newbies who were startled to find out that this entire world was out there. A number of folks were introduced to the art of well, fan art, as well as fan videos, fanfic, and Tumblr (although after fielding a question on the Sherlock/John relationship, I did provide a lot of caution about Spoilers and graphic artwork and content…)

Anyway, I’ve got a lot of things to put away and return today. And then I have to turn to class prep for next week.

Happy Sherlock Holmes Week and thank you to everyone for your support!

p.s. Photos going up shortly. I have to find the cameras…



That’ll Teach Sherlock To Borrow John’s Computer Without Permission

Benedict Cumberbatch as Sherlock Holmes in the BBC series Sherlock looking intently at a computer screen with Mrs. Hudson and Inspector Lestrade

Apparently, John’s been writing fanfic as well as his blog. Although I wonder who this “Johnlock” is? Well, let’s just see what he’s written, shall we?


Don’t look, Sherlock! Seriously, if John really wanted to get even with Sherlock, there are many suggestions on the sites for geting even with your ex. I mean, let’s face it, John has plenty of opportunity for some of those Ellen DeGeneres embarrassing Facebook posts entries…

Of course, I’d highly recommend he stay far away from the Mystrade…


Lestrade, There’s No Such thing As An Unlisted Number To Mycroft

Rupert GRaves as Detective Inspector Lestrade in BBC series Sherlock looking down at his desk as we watch through blinds

I keep telling Mycroft Not to phone me at this number!


He may not just do what Sherlock’s brother says, but the fanfic can be a lot of fun.

“Look, Sherlock, I need your help on this.”

Detective Inspector Greg Lestrade’s phone rings. He glances at the caller ID. “One second.”

“Look, I told you not to call me at this number.”


“I know, but I can’t really talk right now. I’ve got someone with me.”


“Yeah. He’s here,too.”


“It’s about a case.”


“Not that one.”


“I haven’t forgotten. Look, I’ve got to get back to what I was doing. Someone’s waiting on me and this conversation interrupted us.”


“I’ll try.”


“I said I’ll try. Talk with you later.”


“Right…me, too.”

Lestrade hangs up and says, “Sorry about that. As I was saying, Sherlock, I need your help. How about we step closer to the window? No particular reason. Just better light. Your brother? No idea. Haven’t seen in him in ages. Oh, look, there’s a CCTV camera. ”


Pretty Sure They’re More Into Football, Sherlock

Rupert Graves as Greg Lestrade and Martin Freeman as John Watson in the BBC series Sherlock looking at Benedict Cumberbatch as Sherlock Holmes explaining something vehemently

Look, I’ll explain it one more time. A googly is a bowl by a right armed leg spin bowler. So instead of spinning from the leg to the off side of a right-hand batsman, the googly spins from the off to the leg. Get it now?

At least he’s not having to justify the designated hitter or explain off sides in hockey. And are there any actual rules in curling besides finishing the six-pack?