Monday, June 30, 2003

Google News currently lists over 570 stories regarding the passing of Katharine Hepburn.

All the words of praise and appreciation contained therein don't amount to one one-hundredth the number needed even to begin the summation of this incredible woman's life and work.
Posted @ 1:37 PM

Thursday, June 26, 2003

I was all set to write up an unapologetically drooling post about Monday Night Football's hiring of Lisa Guerrero as their new sideline reporter. Before this morning I'd never heard of her, and when I Googled her I found some stunning pictures of this dazzling woman.

Then I read a bit more in depth about her, and came away impressed. Guerrero is clearly a person of unparalleled drive and curiosity, a top-notch sports reporter who asks tough questions and gets impossible interviews. So yes, she's beautiful, but the beauty is trumped by her brains.

Plus, she was born in Chicago, which instantly raises anyone's stock in my estimation.

If only half of what I've read about Guerrero this morning is true, there probably hasn't been anyone this smart on MNF since Dennis Miller left.

I look forward to seeing what Lisa Guerrero will add to Monday Night Football. If I wasn't already pumped about the return of football in a couple of months, I am now.
Posted @ 8:46 AM

Wednesday, June 25, 2003

Two items in the New York Times worth checking out today: a story on Chicago's efforts to create a park dedicated to the city's founder, Jean Baptiste Point DuSable; and an Op/Ed piece by Paul Krugman about the Bush administration's rationale for the late war with Iraq and how it conflicts with reality. (As usual, free registration is required. Go on and sign up. Who's it gonna hurt?)

I seem to be in midst of the summer doldrums right now. Not much to report. Work and life go on steadily. And while I'm blissfully free from any theater-related commitments, that also means my evenings are largely directionless at the moment.

I'm not sure if the above is a complaint or not. I guess if this quiet interlude turns to boredom, then I'll start complaining. For now, I'll just drift along, read a bit, and enjoy the typical Washington summer heat that has finally arrived.

Sure would like to be at the beach right now...
Posted @ 4:50 PM

Monday, June 23, 2003

Seems Blogger is playing with things on their backend. I've been able to log in today, but I haven't been able to post until now. Very disconcerting.

If I go a few days without posting, I'll blame it on this instead of my own laziness this is the reason.
Posted @ 2:06 PM

Tuesday, June 17, 2003

Imagine that you're an e-mail spammer. You're trying to push an off-brand air travel rewards program. To entice new subscribers to enroll, you offer a deal on an item sold by one of your partner companies. What would be the last item you would offer in this post 9/11 world?

To paraphrase Darrell Hammond as Chris Matthews on SNL, I'll start yelling at these bozos as soon as I'm done counting how many different ways this is stupid.
Posted @ 5:02 PM

"You see the Metropolis signs and you pick up the Metropolis phone book and for a few moments, you get to pretend he's real."
This quote perfectly encapsulates why, one of these years, I've got to get out to the annual Superman Celebration in Metropolis, IL.
Posted @ 1:04 PM

Monday, June 16, 2003

Okay, so maybe there's a little liberal bias at the New York Times. How else can you explain their choice to run the story about Pentagon spokeswoman Victoria Clarke's resignation (registration required) with a picture of her in the horrendous pink-and-black faux-Mondrian suit she wore once on the eve of the Iraq war?
Posted @ 3:13 PM

Thursday, June 12, 2003

There's nothing funny about monkeypox.

Except the name. I could say it all day and just giggle like a kindergartner.

Monkeypox monkeypox monkeypox monkeypox monkeypox monkeypox.

Sorry. It's been a long day.
Posted @ 4:45 PM

Monday, June 09, 2003

Twenty years after their classically saucer-shaped spacecraft first hovered over the major cities of our world (predating similar scenes in Independence Day by thirteen years), the malicious and flesh-craving aliens of V are returning to NBC. Series creator Kenneth Johnson is back to tell the tale of what's happened with the Nazi-like Visitors, and the human resistance to their tyrannical rule, over the last two decades.

I loved V when it premiered. It was 1983 and my family had literally just moved from the Chicago suburbs to Fairfax, VA. I distinctly remember being on the Mall in DC for the first time, looking up at the Washington Monument and thinking, "Wow, those big spaceships from V will be right there tomorrow night!"

Despite all my youthful enthusiasm for the show, I'm not all that excited at the prospect of another installment. When all is said and done, V was ultimately a pretty big cheesefest, enjoyable enough for the time but hardly a landmark of either television or science fiction. When the thing finally airs, chances are I'll simply skip this latest chapter in the story.

Unless, of course, the special effects are totally kick-ass, in which case I'm there!
Posted @ 2:58 PM

Wednesday, June 04, 2003

And our theme continues, this time for old school Trekkies only: ex-roomie Hutch just forwarded this cartoon, rightly branded under the subject line "Talk about niche humor!"
Posted @ 1:19 PM

This one is way past its freshness and relevance dates, but I just heard it today and felt it needed to be shared:

"Wasn't 'The Santorum' the ancient Roman place where you'd go just to speak without thinking at all?"

- Writer/performer/blogger Adam Felber on Wait Wait -- Don't Tell Me!, 4/26/03
In case you're playing along at home, today's HoC theme has emerged: small, funny items that are too good to ignore, but about which I can offer no further humorous insights.
Posted @ 12:47 PM

This one's too easy to make a joke about, and too funny to ignore: Barry Manilow breaks his nose.

Heck, he's laughing about it, so we might as well join in.

Here's wishing Barry a quick recovery.
Posted @ 10:23 AM

Tuesday, June 03, 2003

Reason #378 why NASA is cooler than me, you, most jazz musicians, and any other government agency: the mission patches for the Mars Exploration Rover project, set to launch in the next few weeks, feature Marvin the Martian for Rover A and Daffy Duck as Duck Dodgers for Rover B.
Posted @ 12:35 PM

Monday, June 02, 2003

As much as it appealed to me, I'd been trying to avoid getting involved in BlogShares. I tend to binge on these things, and if I get really hooked on a game like this I've been known to focus on it to the exclusion of all other leisure activities. I could see that easily happening in this case, so I'd resolved to simply stay away from this one.

Then my friend Gina tells me she's already bought a thousand shares in the HoC, and I'd better get over there and claim my blog.

Gina is an excellent friend, but she's an even better enabler.

So, at the bottom of this page you'll now see following banner:

Listed on BlogShares

Anyone who's playing and so inclined, please consider spending some of your BlogShare bucks on me. It's all just fun and games, right?

Plus, I can finally say without the slightest bit of menace, "Do you want a piece of me?"
Posted @ 2:15 PM


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