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(Nobody tell Echo!)
I hate to spoil anything for the next episode of “Hawkeye,” but I just came in from the rain and discovered that apparently *I* am the damn Ronin.
Throwback Thursday: WOR-TV’s “Fright Night” (1973-1987)!
From time to time I’ll find an artifact from the old days of broadcast television on Youtube, and I’ll share it in a Throwback Thursday blog post — people really seem to enjoy the clips. (And the credit for that belongs to the Youtube users who originally uploaded them, not me.) One of this blog’s readers asked me about the intro for WOR-TV’s (Channel 9) “Fright Night” movie series.
Here it is below, courtesy of FrightNight7387 on Youtube. (Unless I’m mistaken, this would have been seen only by viewers in the New York metropolitan area between 1973 and 1987.)
I’m … actually not sure I remember this program. The music feels more familiar than the (pretty neat) visuals, and I think I’d recall a montage like that. I’m running it here for those who do remember “Fright Night” and might enjoy the clip.
Anyway, if you want to know more about Channel 9’s show, Jim Arena developed a terrific rundown on it over at DVD Drive-In.
It should not be confused with that other “Fright Night” of 80’s lore, the 1985 film starring Jonathan Stark, Chris Sarandon and Roddy McDowell. That movie also depicted an in-universe movie series named “Fright Night,” which … apparently bears no relationship to the very real eponymous series that ran in New York. (Kinda weird.) The 1985 movie was a lot of fun back in the day, though if it feels mostly forgotten today — even after it spawned a a damned cool 2011 remake.
This should be the next home haircut I give myself.
But I probably couldn’t get it right. Emil Cioran totally rocked the mad philosopher look. It’s a wonder he could be so dour with hair so goddamned awesome. If I had hair like that, I would celebrate right along with it.
I might be getting better at home haircuts.
The secret is not ****ing up.
This only took one try — I even did the back by myself.
Hey, it’s a lot better than that one time last year, when the only way I could salvage things was to give myself a mohawk.
Throwback Thursday: MST3K’s 1993 riffing of “Santa Claus” (Season 5).
Here’s a weird, wonderful, possibly offensive clip from the classic days of Mystery Science Theater 3000. This is from the show’s fifth season; it originally aired in 1993. The movie that Mike and the bots are riffing is 1959’s “Santa Claus.” [I am linking below to MsHandsanitizer’s channel on Youtube.]
Knickknack paddy wack, give a box to Nolan.
So my super-cool best friend sent me a big box of knickknacks as an early Christmas present, and its contents easily double as inspirations or writing prompts.
What you see up front in the first two photos is petrified wood, an obsidian arrowhead (dragonglass for defeating white walkers!!) and selenite crystal. The selenite will come in handy, as it promotes peace and calm — my 2022 New Year’s resolution is to chill the #@$% out before this world finally drives me to full on supervillainy. (I started picking out a costume on Friday after doomscrolling Twitter.)
The pottery she made herself. And the cigar box corral with its contestants is perfect for plotting out my planned western epic. Dammit, I hope I’m not giving away too many plot points here. (You’ve heard the expression, “Not my first rodeo?” It WAS the center guy’s first rodeo.)
Pop quiz — Q: Why is this ring-shaped?
A: BECAUSE IT’S ONE OF THE NINE CIRCLES OF HELL.
Dancin’ with the Star.
I am endlessly trying to get juuuuuust the right photo of St. John’s Episcopal Church with the Mill Mountain Star in the background. I’ll probably never get there, but sometimes the results are fun.
As I’ve noted in the past, this is at the corner of Elm Avenue and Jefferson Street in Roanoke, Virginia.
Walnut Avenue Bridge in Roanoke, VA, November 2021
I am not an excellent photographer by any means, but I’d like to think I got lucky with this set of pictures. I set out for a nice, long walk on a temperate Autumn Friday — and decided to cross Walnut Avenue Bridge for the first time. I was lucky, because the setting sun seemed to set Mill Mountain’s trees ablaze. (And I didn’t even realize I’d be treated to a great view of the Roanoke River beside it.) What a nice and unexpected turn of events at the end of a November day.
I’m sorry, as always, for the shaky-cam! (The bridge was shaking too.)
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