Here’s another little goody related to ABC’s 1984 broadcast of “Alien” (1979) — the intro to it on “The ABC Sunday Night Movie,” complete with a content warning.
I am linking here, by the way, to the totally cool people at the Retro Channel on Youtube.
I’ve now been published throughout 60 periodicals in 11 countries and five continents. It’s a good feeling. 🙂
[Update — I edited the headline to correctly read “passed a couple of nice milestones” instead of “hitting” them. Because that’s an entirely different metaphor.]
I am thrilled to see the Ultramarine Literary Review in Chile publish my supernatural horror tale, “The Devil and Amanda Ogilvie.” The story depicts a fateful meeting between a troubled New York City publishing heiress and The Devil himself.
I am grateful to Editor-in-Chief Catalina Bonati for working with me to significantly improve the draft of the story that I originally submitted. And of course I am honored to see my writing showcased in this outstanding South American literary magazine.
But, in my defense, let me point out that Batman is (arguably) the most capable hero in the DC pantheon because he has a contingency plan for ANYthing — even something like Superman going rogue and becoming a villain.
M’ jus’ sayin’.
From 159 lbs. on January 1 to 145.8 this morning.
Right — not amazing. (And I am obviously no Chris Hemsworth.) But it’s good for me.
I tried everything — including regularly walking five miles at a stretch. I actually GAINED weight. (There’s this weird, irresistible instinct that makes you EAT more, because you’re going on a long journey. I call it “hobbit syndrome.” Seriously!)
The ONLY way I could lose any weight was with calisthenics. Old school.
If you are even remotely familiar with Ridley Scott’s “Alien,” then you know that ABC’s marketing staff was not.
John Hurt is looking pretty spry. (At least they had the good sense to leave Ian Holm and Veronica Cartwright out of this mess.)
Anyway … did it really take “Alien” five years to reach network television? I seem to remember (falsely, I suppose) that it hit TV when I was still a very young child. Yes, HBO carried it only a year after its theatrical release — maybe that’s what I’m remembering. (People just called it “Home Box” back in the day. Being a little kid, I thought they meant the physical “box” –the converter — that sat atop the television.)
Yet I also seem to recall my family having Showtime, but not HBO … and people on my street still just called any premium channel “Home Box?” Whatever … it was a verrrry long time ago, and I wasn’t the brightest kid out there, anyway.
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Somebody stop me. I’d been doing so well — I’d eliminated my pot belly almost entirely. I was feeling lean and mean.
Yet, slooooowly old eating habits are trying to reassert themselves. It isn’t even that I really crave candy at night. It’s that I specifically crave chocolate.
It’s like this … at some point, I’ll have a little bit of chocolate before bedtime. But then I will want chocolate EVERY night; it’s like a little switch gets thrown in my brain.
There’s a neat little article right here about whether chocolate should be considered addictive.
Goddam communist vegetable. I didn’t want you for dinner anyway.
Or, more properly, f*** whoever wrote these stupid instructions on the back of the package. A half a cup of water will obviously NOT suffice to cook half a giganto-sized package of frozen broccoli. And I didn’t read it wrong! I’m wearing my glasses!
This maddening confusion does not accompany cheeseburgers! And I always know the recipe is right because I have my own recipes!!!
[Update — hold up! Turns out I was entirely too hasty in my judgement of this broccoli! A half a cup of water is indeed enough, given how it … seeps upward in the pot. (Steams?) I dunno, it’s kitchen physics. And I’m not really an expert on kitchen stuff.]
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