Sean Astin ("Jeremiah")
Yeah, because that's what people know him from. Did anyone else flip from The Good Son (I think that's what it is) to Rudy on TV the other day? I was all "Home Alone and Frodo! Samwise Gamgee!" Like a dork.
Xander ,'Lessons'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sean Astin ("Jeremiah")
Yeah, because that's what people know him from. Did anyone else flip from The Good Son (I think that's what it is) to Rudy on TV the other day? I was all "Home Alone and Frodo! Samwise Gamgee!" Like a dork.
And my brain just goes right to Minnie Ripperton.
Mine's stuck on the Delfonics.
What's wrong with Tommy John?
Nothing, once he had the Tommy John surgery. It's just that he's wasn't quite as good a pitcher as Bert Blyleven (or Jack Morris, IMO).
I've got the Fugees, or someone.
I've been seeing ads for Flipper with a very young Elijah Wood on some channel or other. Aside from broader shoulders and looking like he might shave occasionally, he hasn't changed that much over the years.
Also, spam sender name of the day: Sneeringly E. Wrongful
And my brain just goes right to Minnie Ripperton.
And ND sends me to John Stamos' older brother and exploding cattle.
Has anyone mentioned MAKE WAY FOR DUCKLINGS? It's a Boston classic. I also remember being hugely fond of a book called NORMAN THE DOORMAN (and I may have the Norman part wrong) about a mouse living in a museum who creates a mouse museum out of mousetraps.
Mmmm....Make Way for Ducklings.... Lack! Mack! Nack! Pack!
Teena Marie! Not the Fugees! Turns out, it's not that helpful to google "ooh la la la."
What's wrong with Tommy John?
I was going to say, he had a crap elbow. Luckily, he took up with a bunch of surgeons, and now, despite his not making the HOF (yet if ever), we'll always know his name. Better that than dying of a new disease, right?
(Although it creeps me out that Tommy John surgery is so common -- and that some people may be getting it just to get a better fastball, rather than because their arms have become jelly. I'm a big opponent of the idea of "improvement" surgery, and look more-than-cockeyed at the idea of stopgap medical treatment of any kind.)
I liked I See What I See which came out in the early '60s, I think. Amazon.com doesn't show it in the first several pages of searching, so I doubt it's still in print. Basically, an overly literal kid gets scared into having an imagination.
I also loved The ice-cream cone coot, And other rare birds by Arnold Lobel. And when I read it to a roommate's toddler niece she seemed to like it as well.