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Transformer Fan Interview – Trent

It’s been a few months since the last installment, but we have another entry in the ever popular Transformer Fan Interviews!  In this latest interview with Aussie TF collectors we are talking to Trent, a good bloke who is always willing to help a mate out with a sought toy, or provide some online sparring to entertain and amuse.

 

Name and/or nicknames: – Trent

 

Family? Yes

 

Career? Tiny cog in the ever churning capitalist machine

 

How would you rate yourself on a C scale, C10 being MISB Mint perfection, to the lowest C1 ‘junker not worth it even for parts’?  C6 – 99% complete but has significant wear in joints and stickers are faded. It would also appear that there are no reprolabels available for my model.

 

How would you rate your attraction to Big Angry Trev? With one being ‘very’ to 10 being ‘I purposely shave my head and paint a red dot on top in the hopes Trev mistakes it for a giant breast and lavishes it with his tongue’? – Sorry. I’m not attracted to overcooked lobster.

Editor’s Note: Smarmy arsehole

 

Fan/Collector since (year)? So, I was thinking about this a few weeks ago. I was trying to figure out when I got my first Transformer. The earliest TF memory I have was of stealing a G1 Hot Rod from the kid that lived across the street. He brought it over to play with and I thought it was so awesome that I hid it under my bed and he went home having forgot about it. My elaborate ruse came undone however when I took it to school and the taxi driver noticed that my shiny new Hot Rod was the same as the shiny new Hot Rod that the kid across the road had lost. So I sadly marched over to his house and proclaimed that I had found it under the lounge! Hooray!! After that I recall a G1 Optimus and Ultra Magnus showing up as well as a Kup. It kinda snowballed from there. I stopped collecting once I hit year 6 or so and agreed to sell all my TFs to assist with some family financial troubles.

I watched a bit of Beast Wars when I was a teenager but it wasn’t until my 20’s when I saw an Armada Starscream in K-Mart that my interest rekindled. I loved that Starscream and still have it today. I collected quite the number of Armada, Cybertron, G1 reissues and so forth but stored them all at my mother-in-law’s place when we bought our first home. It wasn’t until some years later I went back to get them that I realised she threw them all out without even asking me. While at the time I was beyond pissed these days I don’t hold it against her though as they are just things, not people. These days I collect a bit of everything. MP, G1, Generations, Cyberverse, third party, whatever tickles my fancy really.

 

Transformers Allegiance, if you had one? I suppose it’d be Autobot? Being a Decepticon seems like a lot of effort. Like Megatron would expect you to do things, and not pay you overtime for it. Optimus seems a bit more laid back. Like he’d let you take of early on Friday and would understand if you threw the occasional sicky on a Monday.

 

Your Techspec motto if you had one? Megatron can kiss my shiny metal @*$!

Editor’s Note: Referencing Whirl referencing Bender?  Very meta.

 

What existing, official Transformers character best describes you? G1 Outback

 

Which special ability of any Transformers character would you want to have for yourself? Mirage’s invisibility. Maybe then I could get a minute of peace and quiet.

 

What drew you to Transformers, making you become a fan/collector? Giant fighting robots that transform. I’m a bit of an engineering nerd. I’m not an engineer, because that would be a horrible job. But cool engineering of any kind fascinates me and I have a very logical brain. So I view them as a sort of 3D puzzle.

 

Do you think you will collect Transformers until you die? I ask myself this a lot. I’ve been through enough up and down collecting phases that I’m not too bothered when I get a bit bored with the franchise. In fact I’m probably not at my most interested right now. I have a ton of unopened TFs and my displays are in a bit of disarray. However I know I’ll come back around. And my son is obsessed with TFs and playing games with him is seriously one of the highlights of my life. But will there be a time to get out of the hobby? I’m not one who sees this hobby as an investment. If you think you’re gonna cash out of this hobby ahead or even anywhere near equal are you need to go speak to a financial advisor and prepare yourself for a shock.  But that’s not why I do it. I buy them because I think they’re really neat. And as long as I enjoy them, then I’ll keep them. I think my son will happily take my collection when I die and that would be the best possible outcome for me. As it is he’s become somewhat of a TF collector himself and the grand old age of 6. He’s particularly into toy photography and he’s not bad at it. I’ve added a few of his photos for a bit of fun.

The kids got talent!

 

Do people outside of the hobby know you collect TFs (like at work/school)? Maybe 6 people at work know. I don’t advertise it. I work in a blue collar industry and while I don’t care what other people think of me, I also don’t see the point of making my life harder than it has to be. Because while some of my colleagues are great people, they’re old school and if they found out I collected toys, there’d be no malice in it, but I’d literally hear about it every single work day until they all retired or I left because I work with some BIG personalities.

 

Were your family/parents supportive of collecting toys or did you have to hide your passion from them and friends? Family aren’t worth squat if you have to hide who you are from them. My dad kinda rolls his eyes and grumbles at the money I sometimes spend but he’s cool. My mum usually notices when I add new ones to my displays and asks me about them. My brothers are cool too.

Editors Note: I get the feeling Trent’s son approves of his hobby as well

 

What does your partner think of your hobby? My wife is the most awesome person ever. I couldn’t ask for a more supportive partner even though she’s not into any of my “Nerd Stuff” as she calls it. She bought me that Armada Starscream all those years ago and more recently, when I was worried about the cost, told me if I didn’t preorder the HasLab Unicron, she’d do it herself. I sometimes feel really bad because she doesn’t collect anything. So I make sure when something does catch her eye, she gets it.

 

Have you attended any fan-meets, Fairs, Conventions? Been to lots of Paramatta Toy Fairsover the years. I don’t live in Sydney so it’s always a bit of a hike for me to get to these things. Been to a few Penrith fairs but my god! I don’t go that far on holiday so I only went to them on occasion. And now with COVID canning everything I haven’t seen anyone all year. I do have a chat group with a few fellow TF collectors and that has actually grown into solid friendships with all of them so that is great. We are always there to chat with one another and they have helped me through a few rough times, if only by making me laugh.

Editor’s Note: Back atcha buddy 

 

Any creative endeavours with Transformers (drawing, writing, customising, etc)? I did draw an Optimus Prime the other day. We had a new appliance delivered and my son wanted the box to turn into an art space. I’d just like to let IDW know that I am available and that I’m sure we can work out a mutually agreeable fee.

 

Favourite series/era/year, and why? The default answer is G1. I grew up with it, it’s what started it all and it still permeates every part of the franchise to this day. But to leave that as my answer would be a disservice to the franchise. I think there are so many good stories and toys that the franchise has put out over it’s life that they need a mention. Animated would be the one that comes to the forefront of my mind. It was so divisive when it came out. The new aesthetic and take of the story was a radical departure from what had come before and even I didn’t like it at first. But it grew on me and now my animated figures are a highlight of my collection.

And as a subgroup, even though it is G1, I can’t not mention Micromasters. Any TF fans with kids will know what I’m talking about. They are just so much fun and so easy. Once you add in the big sets like Skystalker or Countdown, maybe throw in a G1 Fort Max as a base and watch your kids play, or even play with them, you really have distilled the whole franchise down into its purest form.

 

Collect any comics? I collect the collected IDW editions. I’m about 5 years behind but slowly catching up. On my ipad I have read up until around the time that Megatron defeats the DJD and just haven’t had the time to go back to them to finish them, but I will.

 

Favourite Comic issue/story, and why? I love Autobot Megatron in MTMTE. The idea of a reformed genocidal maniac responsible for the deaths of billions of beings across the galaxy getting stuck on a ship sharing command with an egotistical brat, an almost OCD second-in-command and a crew of clowns on a quest is a marvellous concept. The way James Robert’s was able to set the light, humorous tone but also incorporate moments in which the gravity of who Megatron was and what he had done was fully realised by the reader was great writing.

 

Favourite Cartoon episode/story, and why? I, like everyone else, was always partial to Call of the Primatives. I wish the whole series could have been animated to that level.

 

Favourite Character, and why? My favourite character has always been Ultra Magnus. I have a strong suspicion that the G1 UM was the first TF I ever got. And I loved it. I remember playing with it and taking it everywhere. I even kept it in its box.

You can imagine my disappointment then when nearly every iteration of Magnus throughout the franchise has been, in my opinion, a chump. G1 Magnus was this hulking, powerful bot yet hardly ever did anything of value. Animated UM was an arrogant tool, only outdone by Jerky McJerkface himself. The original Marvel run saw him have a very cool story however it eventually led to a very unsatisfying end. IDW MTMTE was good and his latest iteration, the Netflix Siege version, had a decent ark I suppose but still didn’t live anywhere near up to the expectations 5 year old me had.

I’ve always wanted to see Magnus as a more measured, logical and restrained version of Grimlock. A powerhouse that could unleash hell when he needed to but was always conscious of the fallout and collateral damage that doing so would cause.

 

Sexiest Transformers (robot) Character? Rung. Because I’m sure there’s fan fiction about that alt-mode…

 

Which Transformers character would you want to exist for real? Sky Lynx. Because Sky Lynx is awesome and anyone who disagrees can bugger off.

 

Approx TFs toy collection count (or give a range like 200s, 300s, etc): 200-300? My collection has always been this evolving thing. But it’s starting to climb in numbers. Especially now my son is kinda a young collector.

I think our sons would get along real swell

 

Sealed collector or out-of-packaging collector? Open them. Let your kids play with them. Otherwise you’re just like The Man Upstairs in The Lego Movie.

 

How much do you think you’ve spent on your collecting habit? Lots.

 

Any rare/expensive figures in your collection? A few. It’s not why I collect plus I’m also terrible at picking what will go up in value. In fact if I ever buy a TF because I think it’s going to be rare/worth something, just hold off until it’s on clearance for $10.

 

What interesting Licensed Merchandise items do you have? None that I can think of. I like commissioning comic artists but haven’t gone nuts with that. I got this earlier this year as a group by a friend organised. It’s wonderful.

 

First Transformers toy? G1 Ultra Magnus (I think)

 

One toy you most want? MISB G1 Ultra Magnus. I’d love to have a pristine example of the toy that started it all for me.

Editor’s Note: Wow – you are really into Magnus eh! Remind you to show you my one from the Titanium toyline 😉

 

The centrepiece/favourite toy in your collection at the moment (and why)? Not a toy but that megaposter I mentioned earlier. Every time I take a moment to stare at it I notice something new.

 

Favourite toy in your early years of collecting? So as to give a different answer, I’ll say my G1 Galvatron. That was a cool toy.

 

Worst toy(s) ever in your opinion? Those things from the last year or two that only half transform. I can’t even….

Editors note: I agree!  Those figures from Cyberverse that don’t transform fully are total shite!

 

Toy(s) that were most disappointing when you got them? The recent Earthrise Quintesson when I got it was disappointing. I mean it looks great, until you transform it into that jail thing and then it’s like, what is even going on here?

 

Thoughts on gimmick and non-convertable Transformers toys? Gimmicks can be successfully integrated, they can also ruin a toy. MP-44 is an example of a toy that had a gimmick successfully integrated.

 

Which single TFs toy should every fan own? I suppose a G1 Optimus. It’s not the first, but it is a defining toy that is still being released today.

 

Which Transformers toy/product would you give as a wedding present? I mean, I wouldn’t. But maybe a Chromedome/Rewind cake topper?

 

Do you collect other toys? Lego sets that catch my eye. I have a UCS Millennium Falcon sitting in the bottom of my wardrobe to be built when I eventually get a house with somewhere to put it. As well as some other cool sets. I still have a few classic space sets from when I was a kid.

I also collect Macross Valkyries. Although I don’t get anywhere near as many of those as they aren’t cheap. I also just realized you could probably call me a Voltron collector.

 

What is your favourite TF themed post on this website? What website? Does Trev have a website? I never even suspected.

Editor’s note: Double Smarmy arsehole

 

How did you find out about www.bigangrytrev.com ? Trev never shuts up about it.

Editor’s note: Fricken Triple-smarmy arsehole!

 

Many thanks to Trent for this interview (I think) .  Got any more questions for Trent?  Pop them in the comments section below and I’m sure he’ll happily answer them.

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Ask Trev: How does Big Busy Trev manage to get everything done?

This ‘Ask Trev’ question comes in from Michael in Melbourne.

‘You’re a busy man.  How do you make that work without either having a clone to help you out or somehow create a 36 hour day?’.

 

Well Michael it’s true, I am a very busy man.  Between this blog, my radio show, working full time, performing househusband duties, managing my giant Transformer collection and building furniture for their shed, as well as hobby farming where I raise goats as well as ducks and chickens, boredom is something that receded from my life many years ago.  Add on top of that the most time-intensive activity of all – being a father of two young children – and spare time in non-existent.

The many faces of Trev

First off – I will never clone myself.  Never!  Do you know how big my ego is?  How much attention seeking behaviour I indulge in?  I don’t need another one of me running around telling my jokes, eating my meat and vying for all the attention that should rightly be mine!

And now there’s more of me… him… us

Also I’m married.  What if my wife can’t tell me from the clone?  I don’t need no stinkin clone getting busy with my missus!  Plus, Primus forbid, what if it turns out by some quirk of the cloning process that he is better in bed than me?!  I don’t think my ego, large as it is, could take the hit of my wife saying ‘last night was the best sex we’ve ever had Trev!’ and I hadn’t even been at home!

As for 36 hour days, well manipulating the time stream to that extent is beyond even my capabilities.  Sure I could take my family to Mars where the days are at least 25 hours long – I could get a lot done in that extra hour – but it seems like a hassle.  It was hard enough moving my Transformer collection from one state to another without taking it to a whole other planet!

 

So how do I manage my busy lifestyle?

Well there are several things I do – some are time management and some are just sacrifice.

*Giving up hobbies: I have way too many hobbies.  Like way too many.  So some have had to be toned down and others sacrificed completely.  This blog for example, has gone from an entry each week to about two a month.  I’ve given up video gaming, though to be honest I think the gamer in me had run its course anyway.  I used to brew my own beer and had to give that up.  And I don’t farm as many fruit & vegetables as I used to, though still enough that each week we eat at least one or two things that come from the garden.  I’m also a bit of a bibliophile, but reading a book for my own pleasure has been relegated to the odd 5 minutes in bed before blissful slumber.

For a while juggling being a gamer and father was so easy!

*Multitasking: Except at work where it is a requirement, I don’t schedule.  Don’t believe in it.  What I do do is do multiple jobs in the same room at the same time.  So for example when I’m in the kitchen (with quasi-laundry attached) I might be wiping benches, preparing meals, stacking the dishwasher, loading the washing machine and unloading the dryer all at the same time (well not literally – thanks to the failure of mutation science I only have two hands).  Then the same goes for other rooms and even parts of the farm – nothing like chasing off some feral goats in the ute while you are on your way to go cut firewood in the back paddock.

Sigh… I remember when multitasking meant drinking and rocking out at the same time.

*Be Married: Dear sweet Primus let nothing ever happen to my wife!  Not only because she is the love of my life, but also because she does so many chores to manage the house & kids and our lives in general.  Chances are if she disappeared from our lives my children and I would be huddled round a fire in tattered clothing, eating beans from a can and hoping it would rain soon so we could wash ourselves.  Our existence would be akin to those survivors of a zombie apocalypse.

Make sure you treat your wife right – romance is a lot easier than being a single parent!

*Child Labour: Those damn kids can work for their food!  OK, so maybe I don’t actually deny them sustenance and or send them down mineshafts to search for coal.  But at 6 & 8 years old respectively they are at the age they can chip in with the chores.  Every day after school, before they are allowed to go play with toys or video games, they need to help unstack the dishwasher, unpack their school bags, put all their breakfast and lunch dishes in the sink and most importantly go feed all the animals.  Not only does it teach them responsibility, but it means they are spending time with their pets.  How kids can ignore a real-life dog but spend hours training a dog to obey in Minecraft is beyond me.

Wish all my chores were this cute when I was young

Of course the children love to be involved with all the constant projects going on around the farm and house too.  They help plant and pick all the vegetables, which not only helps me out but makes them more inclined to eat what we grow when it come to fruition.  My son loves to help out with my construction projects and is currently helping me build a display table for the Transformers shed, and my daughter loves to bake with her mother and make muffins for their school lunches.

Dig boy! Dig!

*And lastly, what I do most, is go, go, go!  All day, every day.  Sigh… Every. Damn. Day.  I would be lying if there wasn’t part of me that would like to spend a day just lounging on the couch, eating potato chips and rewatching Deadpool movies.  But if I wanted that I shouldn’t have had kids and chosen to live on a farm.  Life is so rewarding, and so very, very tiring.

Sometimes I fake back injuries just so I can lie down in the emergency room for an hour and rest

 

So that’s what I do Michael, that’s how Big Angry Trev manages his life.  And maybe I have kind of inwardly cloned myself in this one body.  There is Big Angry Trev the blogger, Big Farmer Trev the hobby farmer, Big DJ Trev the radio host.  And most importantly (Big) Dad (Trev) the father.  Big Gamer Trev is dead and buried but I hope to resurrect Big Brewer Trev at some point and start making my own beer again.  But then that begs the question – would I ever have the time to drink it?

 

Thank you for your question.

Got any other ‘Ask Trev’ questions?  Pop them in the comments section below!

 

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Househusband Tales #7 – The Fear

Fear – a permanent part of every parent’s life.

Of course, that main fear, that overriding fear, that fear that can knot your stomach like a cats-cradle is that something will happen to your kids.  You enrol them in swimming lessons because you fear them drowning, you hold their hand when crossing the road because you fear them being hit by a car, you give them a big kiss and cuddle, not long after having to tell them off doing something naughty, because you fear that they will feel you don’t love them.

But there is another fear, a fear that you seldom think of but is there all the same, you fear not being able to be there for them.

 

Without going into details that I don’t consider I have the right to share with the wider public, the clan I come from has experienced extreme heartache this century.  We have had parents lose their child – the most horrific thing that I can ever imagine happening to anyone – and conversely we have had young children lose a parent.  Both scenarios have caused more heartache and loss than I could ever put into words here.

It is the second scenario that right now sits at the forefront of my mind, and is causing a level of fear I have seldom encountered in my life.

 

Once I became a parent, my life became secondary to that of my son and a few years later also my daughter.  I exist and my purpose on this planet is to care for, look after and love my children.  That’s my job and to me there is nothing else that comes close to being as important.  To this end there are a lot of things I don’t do that I either used to and don’t anymore, or had never done and now never will.  I don’t get blind drunk or take drugs because that would impair my ability to care for my kids.  I don’t do dangerous things that might result in me going to hospital or stupid things that might result in me going to jail as that means I won’t be at home to look after my little ones.  I look after myself primarily so I can look after them.  I figure I have no right to put myself in a scenario that would take me away from them.

 

Of course, now I have a skydiving ticket.  It’s for this Sunday.

“Who me? I’m not worried! Do I LOOK worried to you?!”

A gift from my wife for my 40th birthday.  I can’t blame her as when I was in my twenties I really wanted to go skydiving and have always professed it’s still on my ‘to do before I die’ list.  But the timing really does suck.  10 years ago I would have literally leaped at the opportunity and 20 years from now, when my kids are grown up, it would breathe some life into the old duffer I had become.  But right now, as the Househusband who spends all his days looking after his two kids, all I can think of is ‘What’s gonna happen to my kids if something goes wrong?’

 

Yes, I’m aware I might be coming across a bit of a coward here who is just making excuses but it’s not really that.  Yes I’ve developed a problem of heights that I didn’t have when young and that’s not helping my anxiety much.  But then I’ve Bungy Jumped and gone on helicopter rides and stood on the edge of cliffs so I can deal with it.  And yes, I’ve never liked the idea of death much, as an Atheist I don’t believe in an afterlife so when you go that’s it.  But as much as I don’t want to experience it, I’ve never massively feared death and would lay down my life to protect my family without a single moment’s hesitation.  I will say that the fact there were 5 skydiving deaths in Australia last year and two of them were at the exact  venue I will be doing my dive at has given me a serious case of the willies though.

 

So then exactly why am I so scared about this Sunday?  It’s the idea that if something goes wrong (and let’s face it – it does happen) that I’ll never see my kids again.  I’ll be separated from them forever and they will have to grow up without their Dad.  My beautiful children – my son who loves cricket and fishing and video games and Transformers won’t have his old man around to help him learn to ride his bike without the training wheels, how to operate the pedals on a manual vehicle, how to stand up to bullies and be a good man.  My daughter, who has a giant mass of near-untameable blond curls which stand out from her head like the afro of an angel, she will no longer have a Dad to teach her about animals, take her for piggy-back rides and later threaten any boys that get interested in her when she gets older.  Yes they will still have their mother and could not ask for a better one, but they will have lost their other parent, their Dad who makes their lunches and cooks their dinners and gives them neck-rides and tickle fights and a million kisses and cuddles each day.

 

So more than heights, more than actual death, more than anything else the idea that I won’t be there for my kids anymore has gotten me filled with fear.  There are times I feel almost paralyzed by it, or like I will break into tears.   This past week I’ve had trouble sleeping, I’ve been moody and snappish and morose.  After doing so well with cigarettes for so long I’ve been smoking a pack a day, which is really stupid as that is one thing that will guarantee your kids lose you sooner rather than later.  I’ve been drinking more than a few beers each evening to try and knock me out come bedtime.  Given my attitude, my wife is probably wishing she had given me an experience that wouldn’t cause such stress – a night in a 5-star hotel with a steak as big as my head, some ancient scotch & a large cigar followed by a night of passion would certainly have been a nice way to welcome me into my fourth decade without the prospect of becoming the dimensions of an oversized pancake.  Save the skydiving for when my kids don’t need me anymore.

 

Of course our children are unaware of what is going to happen on Sunday, I don’t want to worry them.  They probably think things are great right now as I’ve been taking lots of extra time to play with them, been giving them little treats each day and, even moreso than usual, just picking them up at random times to shower them in kisses and warm hugs and tell them how much I love them.  Because deep in my heart I know there is the possibility, however unlikely, that these are my final chances.  After all, all it takes is one strap to break or chute to tear and dear old Dad is a splat on the ground.  Of course I could just not do it, I have that option.  But what can I say, as well as being a Househusband I’m also an idiot male that never backs down from a challenge and never chickens out.  I just hope that male pride doesn’t kill me.  Thank Primus that a mate has decided to do it with me; Brendan –  I’ll do my best to not hold your hand on the flight up but I’m not making any promises.

 

So what do I do in these last few days before the jump?  Well I guess I just gut it out and try to keep the paranoia under control.  It doesn’t help to have a very active imagination and I’m even making my wife sign a form I wrote acknowledging my wish for assisted suicide if I end up in a permanent coma or am permanently paralyzed and can never move again (a horrific fate worse than death for someone as active as me – every moment would be hell).  But I need to remember that hundreds of these jumps happen all the time and that resulting deaths are few and far between.  Even moreso I need to remember that I am Big Angry Trev and I will kick skydiving’s arse!

 

And above all, I just need to keep lavishing the love on my two kids, so that if something does happen that’s what they remember of me – a Dad who loved them with every fiber of his being and always will.

 

Got anything to say about the above?  Pop it in the comments section below.

 

Edit: Just thought I’d pop this in.  It’s the day after writing this blog and I am feeling soooo much better.  Writing the above was very cathartic, really helped me vent my paranoia and thus work through it to get past it.  I’m feeling ready and raring for the jump – watch this site for the upcoming video soon!

 

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