Door slammin’

I adore Feydeau! If I can make it happen, I will.

Break a leg, (what is the proper phrase for hoping there’s no wardrobe malfunction?)

Murray, judging by the poster I think wardrobe malfunctions are a basic plot element.

Red, I miss you and I agree. Adam, too much hair on dem arms.
Book nook time: I am reading a very interesting book these days called “Nixonland”. If you want to take a merry traipse through the life of Nixon and all that went down during that time, I heartily recommend. I guarantee you will find all kinds of comparisons to the crap that has been going on the last eight years.

Hahaha Concetta — my first thought was “Nice rock” too. God I hope I’m not becoming one of those women like a friend of mine’s grandmother whose low opinion of the bride and her family) was expressed by the observation that “She had to buy her own silver.”

OK, more jealousy from down here on the edge of the Green Swamp. Feydeau, a stellar cast, a poster to lust over, and $20 for the senior set (never really understood why we should pay less than working stiffs, but you take what is offered)…dah-yum.

It’s Pat, Nixonland is a very good history, very well-written by Rick Perlstein, and highly recommended by me, noted book critic. For those interested, it will be available in paperback in April.

David, this is a friendly satellite launch alert. The Kepler spacecraft atop its Delta II (one impressive rocket, BTW) will streak into the heavens (figure of speech) at 10:49PM tonight. So get your lawn chair, your insect repellent, and enjoy the view. Kepler is the satellite that will be looking for earth size planets orbiting nearby stars in the Milky Way. I’m hoping for a first person eye-witness report by noon tomorrow. And don’t give me any of that “My dog eat my lawn chair” horsesh!t.

cooper,
I was seriously otherwise distracted, AND my bud who always alerts me about a launch let me down. There will be consequences, because it was a clear night and I was where I could have gotten an excellent view had I known, and I most definitely would have stopped what I was doing. Sonofabitch.

You know, so far the US Taxpayers have injected over 173 billion (with a “b”) dollars into AIG and I’ve yet to get my first dime. Come on, Gidget. Tick tock! Tick tock! I know there’s billions (with a “b”) more to be dumped on the table over the next 24 months, but if I were a player now, I could be sweeping tons of cash into my greasy paper bag and no one would be the wiser. Gidget keeps claiming she’s running head long into one firewall after another. Who would have thought the federal government would have any sort of safe-guard erected that my 15 year old computer geek couldn’t neatly vault over the top of, disable the security system and then unlock the doors to the US Treasury from the inside?

I wonder if Gidget has aged out and is past her prime. I’ll keep her working for a while and start looking for new talent in the meantime. Maybe I could open a daycare center down here in the basement with computers for each and every one of the smelly little ankle biters, stand back, and see who rises to the top of the class. Yeah, I could do that!

Concetta, I think the treatment Adam got before the photo shoot is now called a MANicure. It’s very West Coast and very chic masculine. (Just a little service I provide to keep all my friends culturally attuned. You’re welcome.)

http://planetgore.nationalreview.com/post/?q=NDVmZGU2NTA2ODlmNjgyYWE2M TU4ZDk1NDc1ZTFmNjU=

By the way, reading about Red got me reading about Bob Edwards, who I really miss on NPR. I still am upset Steve Upspeak or whatever the hell his name is replaced him. He’s rude and arrogant.

Every time I see a camellia I think of Red. And I second the recommendation for Bob Edwards’ XM radio show. The Sunday edition broadcast on NPR is kind of a “best of” form the previous week. The format on XM is perfect for Bob — he gets to really take time with his guests.

My local NPR station will continue to get my pledge for WWDTM, Car Talk, Diane Rehm and Talk of the Nation Science Fridays. But the quality of everything else has diminished in the last few years. I think Morning Edition jumped the shark a few years ago when they spent a good ten minutes doing a story on whether four blades in a razor actually made a difference.

Well, Miss Ormphby, I don’t have a camellia, but would you like to see my petunia? How about my latest lottery ticket? How about all these pretty stars circling around my head?

Aunt Sam, I’m in. Thanks for the link.

cooper, my friend spaced out on launch day, in this case because of fatigue. He’s not a spacer-outer, just working extended hours - and glad to be working, of course. Still, I will have to exact some sort of revenge. That was a beautiful launch.

Fuel problem for tonight’s launch, and no word yet on re-schedule. My brother is down, and this was going to be his first chance to see a shuttle light up the night sky on ignition so suddenly and brightly that it is hard to imagine. It is genuinely amazing.

Oh joy! My local PBSKids digital channel is showing “Bone of Arc” this afternoon. It’s no Paradise Hotel, of course, but it’s a chance to admire the work of Jeanne Simpson when she (and we all) were a lot younger.

It’s also another chance to repeat my occasional rant that PBS needs to make the entire Wishbone series available on DVD soon. My great-nephews will age out of the target demographic soon.