Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
THE ONLY WAY TO FLY
This is a TRAVEL show? I guess dangling from a plane by one leg qualifies as travel.
(I like to watch TV with the blinds partially open behind me in the daytime.)
Friday, February 18, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
BEEF ENCOUNTER
Once upon a time there was a farmer named Clovis who had a cow named April May. Clovis was very poor and April May wasn't much better off, but they had each other, at least until the day Hector arrived. Hector was a traveling minstrel who sang for his supper and danced for his lunch. He didn't eat breakfast. He had the gift of gab and a way with cattle, and he and April May hit it off immediately when Hector fell off the back of a pickup truck right at the edge of the north forty. He told her it was Fate and she should be his cow.
She was torn. She liked being Clovis's cow, but his hands were cold and calloused on her udders every morning. On the other hand, Hector's hands were as warm and smooth as Telly Sevalis's skull. But could she trust him? He was in show business, after all, and her mother had warned her about show folk.
April May told Hector she needed to sleep on the idea, and dozed off immediately. Her snoring turned Hector off, and her narcolepsy frightened him, so he hitched a ride to Hollywood.
When she awoke she found a note. "Dear April May, It was fun while it lasted, but you belong with Clovis and I belong on American Idol. It's for the best this way. Hector."
She shed a quiet tear and chewed her cud as she ambled back to the barn. She would never forget Hector, but she still had Clovis, cold hands notwithstanding. She had had a dizzying afternoon, and how many cows can say that?
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
ZZZZZ
This is what discriminating insomniacs watch at 5:19 A.M.
The title of this particular episode of The Outer Limits adds a dose of playful irony.
