A Decade in the Making

Here we are again, folks. The beginning of a new TV season. And, here we are again, burdened with high hopes for the new season of Smallville. I know I was doubtful this summer, but I have to watch this season: it's the LAST one (finally).

Yes, I've gone on and on AND on about how disappointing the last few seasons have been. Yes, I still miss Lex and Lana. Yes, I want Clark (not the Man of Steel yet, mind you) to get him some specs for the day, tights for the night, and FLY. Yes, somehow, some way, I have hope that the series will end on a high note.

Delusional? Maybe. Hopeful? Always.

Anyhoo...start tuning in to your local CW on Friday, September 24, for the all new FINAL season of Smallville. I hope we won't be sorry. If you need to get caught up:

• Click HERE for the CW site where you can watch full episodes. I think I missed about 13 from last season, so maybe I should take my own advice.
  
• Click HERE to buy Season 9 and watch on your own time. The cover art is kickin', don't cha think???

Informative Graph

I know, I know...It's not even Christmas, and you're getting TWO BTTF graphics in ONE day! I have my husband to thank for this one. Perhaps the first graph I've ever understood on the first read. Now, if I could just remember which is the X-axis and which is the Y...?

The Future is NOW

WHAT'S THAT!?!? You didn't hear Nike finally has some Power Laces in the work? I have two things to say:

1) It's ABOUT time!

2) Where's my Hover Board???

P.S. I would've posted on this looooooong ago, like the same day I saw it on AOTS last week, but with a baby running around and papers to grade, other things come first. ;)

Move Over, Keogh!

Phil Keogh, that is, cause Food Network's ultimate, Tyler Florence, is at the helm of the newest cross-country racin' show, The Great Food Truck Race. And, man oh MAN, is it GREAT!

I am completely in love with this show.

1) It's about food trucks. Nothin' like gettin' your food on the go from a tasty, clean (?) truck.

2) It's a race. Um...enough said.

3) I absolutely love watching Tyler doing his best Phil. I seriously think the FN heads gave him 10 seasons of Amazing Race to watch just to study Phil's point and cocking of the eyebrow. Classic Keogh. Tyler's good, but not as good as our Phil. (Who is really???)

4) Speaking of the Race...not only is Ty doing his Phil, but there are also Road Blocks...um, I mean TRUCK STOPS along the way. Whoever wins these gets immunity.

5) Yes, teams are having meltdowns, there are attitudes, and there are greasy guys who never get to shower. PLUS, there's food. It's like God touched the FN programmers and told them exactly what would pull me in. (Well, not the greasy guys. I just like to root against them and yell at them to shower.)

If you love eatin', cookin', and racin', you GOTS TO tune in. I'm just sorry my post is so late. This Sunday will be the third week, but it's also Free On Demand, if you're blessed with that cable perk. If not, set those DVR's stat!

Bon appetit!

One More Bit on Our Robbie

Just an FYI that even if you live in the states you can still get all of your Robbie wedding details. I just purchased the issue of HELLO!, Britain's top gossip rag, at my local Barnes & Noble. I know you can do the same. And, if you're a member, you'll save 69 cents! (Was that a plug? Did I just plug B&N? Oh, I still miss Pages so much.)

If you're one of the few that live in an area rampant with Robbie fans, and the rag's sold out before you get there, just click HERE to read an excerpt from the article. ENJOY!

And, In Baseball News...

In a year frought with woes, from losing Ryan Theriot to losing, well tons of games, the Cubs upper echelons have now decided to extend the crying fits of their fans for an undetermined, yet sure to be LONG, amount of time:

They have traded the classiest, most handsome and gentlemanly player they've had since Ryne Sandberg, #25 Derek Lee.

We here at BBB! don't even really know where to begin. We're HUGE Lee fans, and we are going to miss his first base presence more than we can put into words. Sure he's had a bit of a slump this season, but so has the WHOLE, ENTIRE team. I'll still wear my Lee pinstripes with pride when I go back to the Friendly Confines...though when that will be I have no idea now. The idea of going to Wrigley without D-Lee leaves a nasty, funky, horrible taste in my mouth.

I hate the upper office's faces...ALL of their faces. And, for the one who signed off on the final deal, I may want your head mounted on my wall. Just kidding...???

ELVIS DEAD DAY '10

It's the 33rd anniversary of the King of Rock n Roll's death. What are you doing? Apparently, I'm not watching a marathon of his films on TCM, because they deemed the day too unworthy for one. Oh, and I get to go to work*. I can guarantee I'll be blasting the E-Man through my windows on the way and trying to catch a few minutes of That's the Way It Is when I get home, though.

*Balls on school starting this early. If this keeps up, I won't be able to make the 35th anniversary in a couple of years.

One Reason to LOVE the Cooking Channel

Recently my wonderful husband upgraded our cable package. One reason he did this? Cause I could get the Cooking Channel. (Yeah, I KNOW! How GREAT is he?) Aside from having lots of Giader, tons of Tyler, and Jamie Oliver everyday, it also has my favorite chef from my youth, the one who got me addicted to cooking shows: the Galloping Gourmet.

Oh, Graham Kerr...How I adore thee. Everyday I gallop to my set at 2:30/1:30 p.m. to see my wonderful friend, in his garish (well, stylish for then) 70's three-piece suits. I'm giddy as I listen to his daily anecdote before he starts the cooking, and I relish when his clarified butter isn't clarified. Cause guess what, peeps? This shee was real, LIVE, and if that butter wasn't ready, he went on with the show anyway (after a handsome, deadpan "Oh woe is me" look to the camera). He is the most entertaining man ever to host a TV cooking show, and yes, I'm including my modern-day favorite, Mr. Oliver.

It doesn't get any better than vintage Kerr. If you have the time, and the CC, PLEASE tune in to his show. You won't be sorry. Well, you actually might be sorry you can't entertain and cook like him, but you'll love watching him do it in your stead. I hope you enjoy!

P.S. If you're a LOOOOOOOOONG time reader, you'll remember I did one of my very first posts on the GG back in 2006. Check out the archive if you're so inclined.

Dr. Horrible to Rear Evil Spawn

I guess this sweet pic should've given us a clue...

I was thrilled to learn that BBB! favorite, NPH, will become the father of twins with his babies' daddy, David Burtka. The couple are a devilishly handsome duo, and they should instill some fine fashion sense unto their new additions. Babies, babies everywhere on the HIMYM set last year, and I'm glad they're now in on the game. I can't wait to see the lil ones toddling down the red carpet in some smashing gear. Congrats to my favorite underage doctor/evil genius/womanizer!

This would've gotten up A LOT earlier, but sometimes when you have your own baby, other things come first. ;)

Kickin' Off Elvis Week

It's less than a week to the remembrance of the King of Rock n Roll's death, so we might as well start with this. His lil grandbaby sure got those smoldering eyes, ain't she? (Or maybe it's all the eyeliner she's wearing...whatever.)

I Look Just Like Hugo Reyes...

...Uh oh and you're Libby Smith...

Ah, devine. Weezer's using my favorite LOST castmember on the cover of their album. The album's title? Hurley. Lovin' it already. Yahoo and Amazon have the "cover" out, but it looks pretty generic to me. I hope both factions just slapped Jorge Garcia's mug on a fake CD case, and we'll just have to wait and see the real deal come September 14...I hope.

It's Official

Robbie is hitched! Congrats...I guess. I looked up his missus on IMDB, and, well, her resume leaves something to be desired. She better not be just a bloodhound out for our Robbie's money. If she is, I feel I have many faithful readers who will avenge his honor if she so chooses to break his heart. I'm still a little bummed we weren't invited to the happy nuptials, but oh well.

Hope Robbie's glommed on to some happy times: new wife, 2 new CD's coming up, and We Sing Robbie for the Wii might make this his best fall yet.

Rant

It's late (for me). I'm very tired, but I need to rant for just a moment. I've lost another 95 minutes of my life to Quentin Tarrantino, and I'm a wee bit mad.

I just don't get him. I don't get the blood; I don't get the guts; I don't get the swearing; I don't get the lengthy, I mean leeeeeeeeeeeengthy monologues about barely known pop culture tidbits that makes him feel cool and lets the rest of us know he's just full of himself.

• Pulp Fiction: saw it for my man, Travolta, and was bored outta my head.
• Kill Bill: a cool, fightin' chick expounding girl power, right? Wrong. Just bored again.
• Death Proof: now Kurt Russell's turn for a comeback, and for me another turn running for the trashcan to barf. Because of the blood? Nay. Because of all the annoying scantily clad women who are supposed to be hot, sexy, and vicious but really just want to make me hunt them down and punch them in the face.
• Resevoir Dogs: just watched 15 years after its release, and I'm so depressed 1) cause I watched another Tarrantino and didn't like it one iota and 2) cause of Mr. Orange's story. Balls on that.

Then, there's Inglourious Basterds. What the heckfire happened there?!? It was actually FANTASTIC! Talk about the anomaly to end ALL anomalies. I was so exuberant when I left the Art Theatre after that, because I couldn't believe I actually "got" the high-pitched, fast-talking, pretentious T-Man. I was so proud of myself...but then tonight happened, and I'm back at square one.

So, PLEASE, help me understand. I'd like to think that if Mr. Q. saw this, at first he'd be spit-firin' pissed at yours truly, but then he'd try to help me get "it"--the "it" that he has that I don't possess. I can but hope...

Rant: fin. And, I actually do feel a bit better. I'll go await Mr. Tarrantino's call by the ole celly.

Thinking 'Bout Somethin'

Talk about a guilty summer pleasure! As if Franco on GH wasn't enough, the new Hanson album has been constantly playing in the ole car CD player. (YES, I did say CD player.) Check the video out--an homage to one of the best musical scenes in movie history--and don't forget to snap and clap along!