Podcasts! (Or, It’s Not Too Late to Like Them Before They’re Cool)

I don’t know how it is in your cozy little corner of the world, but in my corner of southeast Texas, when I mention that I listen to podcasts, I always have to stop and explain what it is. “It’s radio, basically. Internet talk radio. You download episodes on your phone and you can listen to them whenever. It’s great.” At this point, the listener’s eyes will begin to glaze. “You have an iPhone, right? There’s a podcast app, it’s purple and says ‘Podcasts’. Just press it and there you go.” Now the listener is nodding and regretting his/her decision … Continue reading Podcasts! (Or, It’s Not Too Late to Like Them Before They’re Cool)

Why I can’t watch A Christmas Story

I know it’s a tad late (or waaaay early) for a Christmas-type post, but eh. Since I ruined Peter Pan, I thought I should ruin A Christmas Story, that delightful tale about a boy, his B.B. gun wish, and . . . uh, Kolchak the Night Stalker’s leg lamp. The movie, based on author Jean Shepherd’s semi-fictional anecdotes, premiered in 1983 and now runs on TBS every freakin’ Christmas Eve for 24 hours. The first couple years it came on, I was cool with it. Yay, Christmas! and all that. But now. I made the mistake of getting interested in … Continue reading Why I can’t watch A Christmas Story

Well, time to kill your childhood.

Whilst watching House Hunters Renovation, I saw a commercial for the DVD/Blu-Ray release of Disney’s 1953 classic cartoon Peter Pan. Fantastic, wonderful kid-friendly tale, about Peter and Wendy and Never Never Land and pirates and a crocodile. I watched the commercial, munching a handful of chocolate Teddy Grahams, trying to remember the name of the kid actor who voiced Peter Pan. Oh right, Bobby Driscoll. He was the animation model for the boy who never grew up, too. Heh. Bobby Driscoll (man, that’s like the perfect fifties name) was born on March 3, 1937, in Cedar Rapids, Iowa, and his … Continue reading Well, time to kill your childhood.

Sharp teeth

This was my very first post, but I’m reposting it–with a few changes–because I’m having a touch of writer’s block. Maybe someone can correct me on this, but I’ve yet to see a werewolf movie, TV show, or book where the sudden appearance of the sharp teeth is explained. One moment, the character has normal human teeth, and the next, giant fangs jut out of nowhere. It’s always irritated me. Here’s a brief list of movies, shows, books, etcetera, where this has happened: The Wolfman (original and remake), The Howling, An American Werewolf in London (and Paris), Ginger Snaps, Being … Continue reading Sharp teeth