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Catalogues have been a part of the American consumer experience since the 19th century. Our grandparents and great-grandparents lived for the arrival of large tomes from the likes of Midwest department store behemoths like Sears and Montgomery Ward. You couldn’t be a baby boomer game show freak like me without memorializing for life the intonations
A Day of Tipping Points. Thanks To Actual Data.
Julius Caesar may have advised to beware the Ides of March, but he never said much about the Ides of August. Perhaps he was predisposed to liking it; after all, the month is named after his brother. But unlike the events that befell him on March 15th, plenty of which didn’t quite work out to
Everyone Knows Hawks Have Left And Right Wings
Finally saw OPPENHEIMER this weekend (sincere thanks for the birthday present, roomie) and now can finally say I’ve completed the BARBENHEIMER double play. But given what has transpired in today’s world since the film’s release last month, particularly what went down in Georgia last night, I am seeing this film in an even more relevant
It Once Was Tiffany. Now It’s Broken Glass.
I’ve never met Neeraj Khemlani, and I’m not so sure it would be safe for either of us were that to happen. I’m not a physically violent person by nature, but frankly the mere sight of this man incites me to want to punch him square in the schnozz. Bare minimum, I’d borrow a page
New Beginnings
Anyone who has read these musings recently know what today is for me, and how this one has particularly made me feel. I’ll ask that if you missed it, you perhaps click on the link within this site to take you back, for it has a specific and extremely sincere and heartfelt call to action.
I’d Like To Go Off The Board, Jack
OK, this will not be a musing that will have a lot of snark, or even insight. I made the grievous error of seeing my bank account yesterday, not to mention a few social media posts I would usually avoid, and to say that I’m a more than a little bit freaked out would be
I’d Like To Go Off The Board, Jack
OK, this will not be a musing that will have a lot of snark, or even insight. I made the grievous error of seeing my bank account yesterday, not to mention a few social media posts I would usually avoid, and to say that I’m a more than a little bit freaked out would be
Welcome Back. Now Sit Down And Shut Up.
Ah, there’s good news for a change. This morning the WGA and AMPTP will indeed sit down on Day 102 of the writers’ portion of the double strike, and it was actually at the behest of this lovely lady. As DEADLINE’s David Robb reported yesterday: The WGA and the AMPTP have agreed to resume bargaining for a
I Wanna Be Sedated
Apparently, a recent flurry of musings have caused enough concern among at least one of you who felt compelled enough to actually send me a note via the e-mail function on this site. I’m grateful, of course, because at least that means that there’s SOMEBODY real out there who is noticing all of this. But