Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
I found out you could get the entire series for ninety bucks or something, and sprung for it sometime in early summer. I recalled vividly from my childhood that by the fourth or fifth season things got painfully repetitive.
I did not realize the pattern was chiseled in granite from the very first minute of the pilot episode. Doe-eyed buxom woman who needs to be taught how to kiss, her kindly grandfather/professor/uncle/stepfather with the heart condition, the rich guy who’s hassling everybody, his two hired goons in leisure suits…fifteen minutes from the end Bill Bixby gets locked in a freezer or vault and the old guy has a heart attack. Grrr!
Good ol’ seventies. You feel this gratitude to the people who put it all together for us, hope Lou Ferrigno is doing well and Bixby’s last days were happy ones; but at the same time you have to wonder how we ever survived.
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