Three tasty links this morning:
I love Reuters. And Thursdays.
Fink out.
Not surprised, not surprised, not surprised.
Blago gets a book deal. J’ever notice that Fox News commenter Brett Baier kind of sports the Blago hairline? Does watching Glenn Beck bother you? He must be on medication or something that gives him dry mouth. Watch him sometime and you’ll see what I mean.
In other non-surprising news — I’m still coughing. This has got to stop. I mean, how long can a person cough? I’m tired of swallowing all the drugs that seem to show diminishing effects, truth be told. I’m just mad as heck and I’m not gonna take it anymore, that’s all. I. Have. Had it.
I just wasted twenty minutes of my morning by reading this. Also not surprising that none of them are together anymore. I find that show to be one of the more insulting of all the insulting American reality shows out there.
You know…I want my TV to be unreal. Don’t we get enough of real life? Isn’t television supposed to be an escape? I know, I know…that’s why God made remotes.
FO
So what do I have to do to get you to watch Mad Men, season 3 this summer?
From everything I’ve read, we’re lucky to have it back for a third season at all, now that it’s such a smash and it’s made a huge star out of Jon Hamm. I also read that HBO and Showtime both passed on the series when it was shopped to them a few years ago. Heh. Hindsight….
Anyway, aside from the deep characters and historically important storylines, there’s the absolute militant attention to detail in the costumes and sets. It brings back lots of memories for me from when I was a little girl in the 60s, shopping in Chicago and Milwaukee with my mother.
It was a different time, then. I know that sounds terribly cliché, but it’s true. I mean, can you see your local Wally or Drug Mart selling these?
I loved that “delicious imitation strawberry flavor” — it was so unpretentious, you know? I mean, Nestlé knew it was all fake, so why try to mislead folks? I remember when this came out…we loved the stuff. Couldn’t get enough “pink milk.”
Anyway, back to Mad Men. I hope season 3 is as good as the other two. Don (Hamm’s character) got a little crazy at the end of the last season, though. That nonsense needs to stop.
And just to prove to you once and for all that yes, this post is rife with non sequiturs, I leave you with this question: Why would a pig be happy that a mint tastes like bacon?
Right. On that note, I’m out.
I’d say this looks pretty good for a 78-year-old man. Wouldn’t you?
Of course, it’s likely Photoshopped to the hilt, and who knows if it’s even his body or not, but the face is pretty close to what I’ve seen in recent candids. Some guys have all the luck, eh?
Although I do wonder what he’s doing in the Bahamas on a seemingly perfect, 90-100-degree day, wearing long pants and a sweater. Just sayin’.
Have a nice Saturday.
…we should be about done for the month.
From the Beeb:
8 February: A passenger plane crashes into a river in the Brazilian state of Amazonas, killing 24 people, most of whom were from the same family.
12 February: A passenger plane crashes into a house in Buffalo, New York, killing all 49 people on board and one person on the ground.
25 February: A flight from Istanbul to Amsterdam crashes short of the runway at Schiphol international airport. Of the 135 people on board, nine are killed and at least 50 injured.
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5 February: One cast member out with mono (he’s now back in school full time as of this week).
15 February: Second kid out with mono (not back yet). Edit: He’s back today, looking like 10 miles of bad road.
25 February: Third kid out with who knows what (probably won’t see her for another week).
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1 February: Sidelined by monster stomach flu — worst in my life.
19 February: Respiratory thing — lungs on fire. Sweet.
26 February: ??? Anyone? I’ll take whatever you got. Let’s get it over with.
Fink, puttin’ the hex on ya