This week I thought we would go back to the 1960s for some vintage cartoons. From 1965 until 1969, ABC ran The Beatles, an animated series based on the music of the Fab Four. The series was writtten by Oscar nominated writer John Dunn. It was produced by Alex Brodax and George Dunning, who also created Yellow Submarine. The voices were not actually the Beatles, but were voiced by American Paul Frees (who also did Boris Badenov in Bullwinkle), and Englishman Lance Percival (who also wrote children’s books). Continue reading
Television
As an “old,” it increasingly takes a lot more effort to make me go “squee!” over something. So when I learned the Hub Network has started re-airing episodes of “Jem,” an involuntary “squee!” emanated from yours truly.
Back in the ’80s, Saturday morning cartoons were the thing to do and at 11AM on NBC, I made sure to be front and center for my weekly dose of Jem & the Holograms, a multi-racial, technologically-advanced girl band whose lead singer could change persona — the headstrong Jerrica Benton and the rock star, Jem — thanks to “magic” earrings acquired from a hologram, better known as Synergy. Continue reading
Betrayal. Will Ned see it when it approaches? In a world where nothing is as it seems, you best have your wits about you and a plan to stay one step ahead of your opponent…or ultimately you will lose the game. And sometimes if there’s a choice between your king and an enemy…perhaps you’ll choose your enemy. Continue reading
Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Eastern Conference Finals between the Boston Bruins and the Tampa Bay Lightning starts tonight at 8ET. For some reason, I’ve been given clearance to liveblog the game. As I often say when making terrible calls in Euchre: “Let’s see how this goes.”
Game 7: it’s what separates the highly-paid men who will continue playing from the other highly-paid men who will retire to their deluxe mansions.
All right! This week was “A Very Special Episode” featuring The Worst Non-Teen Mom In The World! We’ve got our hip waders on for this Very Special septic tank, and I’ll pause a minute for you to do the same. It’s really long, so settle down with a mood-altering substance; you will need it. The theme of this episode: “What I Don’t Even.” Continue reading

This episode was torture, pure torture. The very idea of rewatching this episode so that I can write this recap made my heart cry. In a fit of procrastination, I tried to think of things I would rather do than watch this episode again and I came up with the following: 1. I’d rather watch a sex tape starring my grandparents; 2. I’d rather eat horse testicle soup; 3. I’d rather drink the water in Mexico; 4. I’d rather get lost in Chicago’s South Side in the daytime wearing heels, without my CTA card and cell phone; and 5. I’d rather get crabs. Continue reading
We have reached the merciful, God-fearing, flag covered, chastity belt wearing, boot scoot boogeying end of this, the longest season on American Idol history. J.Lo’s legs couldn’t squeeze more cheese out of this show had they been wrapped around Seacrest’s neck. In summary, it was a little bit country and not at all rock and roll – a good old fashioned ho-down! Continue reading
This week on Thrones we look more deeply into all that glitters. What is a gold crown really worth? Can it bring down a kingdom, or save it? Some certainly seem to think it has the answers many men seek.
And we’re inclined to agree. Let’s see how the golden crown works its magic.
Summer TV gets a bad rap. I should know; I’m one of those people who’s always hated it. But have you really taken a look at summer’s offerings recently? I mean really looked, beyond shows like Wipeout and Generic Reality Show: Fifth Season of Jackassery. Because ya know what? Somehow, while we were busy actually getting some sun and fresh air, summer TV was out getting…kinda good. Sure, it’s good in a super trashy, intellect-free sort of way–especially now that Mad Men won’t be airing until 2012–but really, isn’t throwing seriousness to the wind what summer is all about?
Impatience may seem like a childish trait, but having to wait doesn’t really get any easier as you get older. Being able to legally drink doesn’t make it any easier when the concert you can’t wait to go to is still three months away. Having a real job and responsibilities hardly takes the edge off the fact that the newest Geraldine Brooks novel won’t be available in paperback for another year, or that Final Fantasy MDCCLXXVI is still light years away. And seeing those first gray hairs certainly doesn’t help with the fact that Mad Men won’t be reappearing until 2012 and 30 Rock‘s return revolves around baby Fey-Richmond’s arrival. Continue reading






