Oil on canvas.
This is the very same painting that Donald Trump falsely claimed to own. (The original is housed at the Art Institute of Chicago, which publicly corrected him.)

Oil on canvas.
This is the very same painting that Donald Trump falsely claimed to own. (The original is housed at the Art Institute of Chicago, which publicly corrected him.)

Tonight’s agenda — speak exclusively in British slang; tell all the nobs to bugger off, and sort out all the bellends. Then meet up with a nice bird who isn’t a tart.
Nice one. Right, my British slang is proper, innit? Oh, you don’t think so? GET OUT OF IT, THEN.
Tally ho!
Sally forth!
And let slip the dogs of war! (Or something!)
Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this son of York!!
[Update: God damn it. I realized just now that Brendan Gleeson is IRISH.]

I think I said this last year around Halloween — I’m a sucker for antique animated shorts. They’re sometimes darker and trippier than you’d expect, and they’re a weird glimpse into the past. This was released on December 2, 1929, at the very start of the Great Depression; it was just over a month after the stock market crash.
“Sherlock” Season 4, Episode 2. The three-way conversation in this scene gets me every time. It might have been the best segment of the entire show in some ways.
Yes, there were some strange tonal and stylistic changes in this last season. But Season 4 also offered some of the show’s best screenwriting and acting. The depth and maturity of this scene alone makes all the previous episodes (which were all outstanding) seem sophomoric by comparison.
This was the season when the two lead characters stopped resembling only fun, quip-a-minute 20-something yuppies and became mature adults and equal partners. This and the change in the show’s tone were both brave creative choices on the part of the writers.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again — I’ve loved the Sherlock Holmes books and stories since I was a kid, and this might be the best film or television adaptation I’ve ever seen.

Universal Pictures.

Story Comics. The artist here is unknown, as far as I can tell.

“Manimal” (1983) was an infamously bad TV show. It was so bad that it became a routine punchline on “Mystery Science Theater 3000” about a decade later.
I dunno. I remember being pretty keen as a kid to watch this dude turn into a panther. (Panthers, by the way, were kind of a thing for a while in the 1980’s — on posters, stickers, notebooks, etc. The girls had their unicorns and the boys had their panthers.)

Photo credit: By Anders Lagerås (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons
I’ve been thinking over the past several days that I’ve singularly failed this year at getting into the Halloween spirit. (It’s important, folks — Halloween is the horror fan’s Christmas!)
And then these creepytastic things were given to me by a particularly talented crafts-lady. (She made the candlesticks and skeleton-fairy herself!!)




This was in response to a writing prompt yesterday at the launch event for the Peeking Cat 2017 Anthology. We had 20 minutes to write a rhyming couplet as part of a contest. (The instructions were to write a rhyming couplet on the subject of “books.”)
I came up with this in five. I’d like to think it’s not altogether bad.
“The Poets’ Residences”
Like ordered hearts we line our tomes
Along the walls of lovelorn homes.
Oh! There was another writing prompt with the subject of “cats.” Here is the untitled couplet I came up with for that:
The finest cats are not all kittens;
Cougars often leave me smitten.
(Yeah, that kinda isn’t high art.)