Wow. That was Amazing.

Remember the other day when I was live-blogging “Lost” and I kept mentioning the Mets game, which ended with them shutting out the first place Phillies?

Well, apparently they were just getting warmed up.  After having taken two out of three from the Yankees, they wound up shutting out the Phillies three games in a row.  Twenty-seven innings of no-run baseball.  The Mets haven’t shut out a team for an entire series since 1969, when they did it against (wait for it) the Phillies.  They’ve gone from being in the basement to being two games out of first.

Of course, we’ve been at this sort of tipping point for the season before.  The problem is that they then go on the road and promptly get blown out.  They need to prove they can be a formidable team somewhere outside of CitiField.  Now they head off to Milwaukee, so we’ll see if they can get it going against the Brewers.

PAD

Bill Mumy Was Right

Years ago, when my life was falling apart, and I was in as deep a funk as I’ve ever been–when I was so far down that there seemed no up possible, because my (admittedly rocky, but still) marriage had crashed and burned, Bill Mumy said to me, “You know what’s going to happen?  Years from now, you’re going to be lying in bed with another woman, and she’s going to be gorgeous, and you’ll be celebrating your ninth anniversary or something, and all of this stuff you’re feeling right now is going to be a distant memory and nothing more.  It’s going to get better.”

And at the time I thought he was absolutely crazy, because I knew of an absolute certainty that not only would I never love anyone again, but that–far more dámņìņg–no one would ever have cause to love me.

And I was wrong and Mumy was right.  And I offer that up as an object lesson for anyone who is feeling down in the dumps, for whatever reason:  A failed marriage,   a failed relationship, any emotional crippling of the soul, can eventually be nothing but a memory.  Especially if you’re lucky enough to find the ideal mate, which I was fortunate enough to do.

I have never been happier, and it’s all because of her.

Happy ninth anniversary, Kathleen.

PAD

An Open Request to the Producers of “Chuck”

Guys:  You gotta cast Kate Jackson as Chuck’s mom.

Not only would she be consistent with your casting of TV greats who came to prominence in the 70s and 80s…not only is she the smartest Angel…but the inevitable episode in which Captain Awesome’s father–Bruce Boxleitner–finally meets his son’s mother-in-law, will be embraced by everyone who has fond memories of “The Scarecrow and Mrs. King” as the “Chuck” of the 1980s.

Let’s all get together on this one, okay?  This isn’t the thread for “I still don’t watch that show” or “Oh, you know who would be better–!”  Indulge me.  Chime in if you agree with me, and that’s it.  And if you do agree, spread the word.  Chuck and Kate, at 8 (7 Central).

PAD

Updated 5/29: Guys, this once, I said that you should only chime in if you agree with me about something. People keep ignoring that, which is frankly pìššìņg me off, because it’s not like I ask for a lot from you. One time–ONE TIME–I said, “Indulge me,” but no. Other names keep being brought up. So I’ve been deleting those posts and will continue to do so. Stop trying to dilute the energy. If you absolutely feel the need to voice your opinion on this, there’s plenty of other boards to do it on.

Cowboy Pete is Up With “Chuck”

On the other hand, there’s the season (and nearly series) finale of “Chuck,” the perpetually on-the-bubble series that features product placement so pervasive that it was even the title of the first half of last night’s two-parter:  “Chuck vs. the Subway.”  But I don’t care.  The symbiotic relationship between Chuckies (my name for fans) and the omnipresent sandwich vendor gave us a third season and may well have contributed to the fourth, so fine.

And when I say “other hand,” I mean that it doesn’t get coverage in multiple news outlets or its own Jimmy Kimmel special.  But the bottom line is that I care far more about what happens to Chuck as an individual than I do about the entirety of the castaways (except maybe Jin and Sun)

Barf Bag Hand Puppets, Part 2

digresssmlOriginally published March 12, 1993, in Comics Buyer’s Guide #1008

A tight week, with the combination of a national holiday, personal appearances, and a major novel deadline.

Still, a recent store appearance did provide me with one opening. People asked me how the ol’ barf bag collection was going. So here’s a couple more examples, with more to come later.

Hey, it beats top-10 lists, OK?