But for the grace of God and a fear of getting my ass kicked, there go I.

Speaking of Silliness.

I watched Primetime Glick on Comedy Central last night. If you have never watched Martin Short as Jiminy Glick, there is no way I can convey to you just how funny he is as the rotund, self-absorbed and suspiciously effeminate Glick as he interviews (and embarrasses) celebrities. Comedy Central will air last night's episode, featuring a riotous Tom Hanks and somewhat dumbfounded Ben Stiller, again early Tuesday morning, 2/26, at 1:30 and Saturday morning, 3/2, at 8:30 AM. And X-Files fans, you can watch David Duchovny get Glicked in the new episode airing Saturday, 3/2, at 10:00 PM.

More sad news: Chuck Jones has died. The news is sad in the way that Charles Schulz's passing was sad: he lived a long, full life, during which he shared his art, his humor and provided this writer with countless hours of Saturday morning silliness. And so we are sad to see him go. And lucky to be able to enjoy his wacky legacy for many years to come.

John Thaw, the BBC's Inspector Morse and a Mystery favorite of mine, has died at 60.

The key to the "24" puzzle? Not anymore.

IFOCE

OK, I am thoroughly disgusted, repulsed and flabbergasted. Ever hear of the International Federation of Competitive Eating? Well, neither did I, until I read today that FOX would be airing a piece of crap called the "Glutton Bowl", (I refuse to tell you when it will air, on the grounds that that would help to promote such garbage) during which individuals compete to see who can stuff the most crap into their faces. One of the objectives of the IFOCE, as set out in their organization's mandate, is "to promote interchange of information on training for the sport." Training for the sport?? My God. We are a lost cause.

Happy News.

David Duchovny has reached an agreement with FOX and will be returning to The X-files for the 2-hour series finale and will direct an episode that he co-wrote with Chris Carter and Frank Spotnitz. My heart is near to bursting with anticipation - could they actually end this to the fans' satisfaction? They just might.

Liberal education has finally gone too far. Give me a freakin' break.

When I first read this, my eyes rolled so far back into my head, I could see my brain. Then I thought to myself, "Wait a minute. How can launching a member of 'N Sync into space be a bad idea?"

"I pinned them down -- between noon and 5 p.m.," said Liljenquist.

Visitors from Planet CableCo, perhaps?

Now you see her, now you don't.

Sorry for the disappearing act. I came down with a mild case of spontaneity and left town for a few days to visit friends in Massachusetts. One of the benefits of being single and unemployed: the ability to come and go as you please. Of course, you can't go very far with no money. And that's where the benefit of having friends within driving distance who allow you to crash at their house comes into play.

Sometimes you feel like a nut....sometimes you don't.

"Forget about taboos, forget about conservative ideas with respect to what you should tell young people about it. It's the lives of young people that are most at risk by unsafe sex, therefore protect yourself."

High marks to Secretary Powell, I say. Now I hope he sticks to what he said and doesn't backtrack under conservative pressure.

Oh, this is horrific. Not to put too fine a point on things but, didn't anyone notice the smell?

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Romantic Retraction

I really shouldn't have put Witness on a list of romantic movies, huh?

How embarrassing! Thankfully, he wasn't hurt. Unlike the fellow playing Judas in a performance of "Jesus Christ Superstar" on Broadway that I went to a year or so ago. Judas was so caught up in his betrayal of and bitterness towards Jesus that he stepped right off the edge of the stage and plunged into the orchestra pit, hitting his head on a railing on the way down. The show, however, did indeed go on and soon afterward Judas returned to the stage with an egg on his forehead that makeup could not cover. I don't know how he was able to belt out his songs with the crashing headache he must have had.

A love story.

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I added a couple of blogs to the navigation bar at left. Davezilla.com can always be counted on for a belly laugh (see his current Bob Vila post for proof). Diary of a mad monk is just exquisite (try and read some of the archives so you can get a better feel for what he's talking about).

Cake or death?

A British vicar is giving up preaching on Sundays for Lent. I wonder if Eddie Izzard's heard about this?

Scientists have successfully cloned a domestic cat. I'm not beating that dead horse, don't worry - I just want you to see how freakin' cute she is. What a little chunk!