Dawn ,'Sleeper'
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.
Hi. I just skipped 600 posts, and I'm not quite sure why we're quoting TV openings, but it's entertaining to read.
I just got new glasses and contacts. When I got the old ones, two years ago, my corrected vision was 20/15. My corrected vision two days ago with those old glasses was close to 20/40. This could explain why I've been complaining that studying for too long gives me a headache. Now I've got new glasses and can actually see stuff, which is very nice.
I am the wild blue yonder. The front line in a never-ending battle between good... and not-so good. Together, with my stalwart sidekick, Arthur, and the magnanimous help of some other folks I know, we form the yin to villainy's malevolent yang. Destiny has chosen us. Wicked men! You face...The Tick!"
Hmm. Perhaps I'll watch that tonight...
The Buffista women love the paha poikas (bad boys). They have a thread named after one of them.
Yeah, well I don't think my grandmother had Spike in mind when she said it.
It's not a drama, but:
Spanning the globe to bring you the constant variety of sports... the thrill of victory... and the agony of defeat... the human drama of athletic competition.
"Try this for a deep dark secret: The great detective Remington Steele... He doesn't exist. I invented him. Follow: I'd always loved excitement, So I studied and apprenticed, and put my name on an office. But absolutely no one knocked on my door. A female private investigator seemed so... feminine. So I invented a superior. A decidedly masculine superior. Suddenly there were cases around the block. It was working like a charm. Until the day he walked in, with his blue eyes and mysterious past. And before I knew it, he assumed Remington Steele's identity. Now I do the work, and he takes the bows. It's a dangerous way to live, But as long as people buy it, I can get the job done. We never mix business with pleasure. Well...almost never. I don't even know his real name!"
Ooh, that's a good one.
Suddenly I really want to watch Remington Steele. Although I never really liked what's-her-name. Stephanie Zimbalist.
Gah! Why the hell do I remember that name! I could be using that brainspace!
t ring!
"...Hello?"
(Original Bob Newhart show--not a monologue, but I always loved it.)
Gah! Why the hell do I remember that name! I could be using that brainspace!
Blame Ephram Zimbalist Jr.
"Try this for a deep dark secret:
That was in my list of examples. It's the only one I can recite word-perfect from memory. Siiiiigh.