Yours, Mine, and Ours

Yours, Mine, and Ours was on TCM this morning. The host made the same mistake so many others make: that the movie was the inspiration for The Brady Bunch. It’s completely untrue; the Brady pilot was written a couple of years prior to the release of the movie (which was a true story). It was the success of the movie, however, which finally paved the way for the actual PRODUCTION of the Bradys in 1969…

I’m sorry. I just expect those generally well-informed hosts on TCM to know little tidbits like this…

Randomly Saturday

For the Goth in all of you: Frankenstein and Dracula in spiffy new box sets…

Things I really like today:

  • Carol Burnett marathons on TV Land
  • None of the usual Saturday backup on the Bay Bridge…
  • Leftover Indian food…
  • An internet radio station which actually plays “We Dance” by November Group when I request it…
  • Having my doctor say “you know most people don’t quit smoking and then lose 40 pounds”…

Things I don’t much care for today:

  • Suspecting that 40 pound weight loss may suggest that my thyroid is acting up again…
  • Trying to decipher what part of it is due to my own effort rather than my hormone issues…
  • Sbarro, so why do I always eat there on those rare occasions where I find myself in a mall?
  • No more Burger Road, although I did just hear “nowhere Girl”, even though I wasn’t in the corner sex bar ‘cuz it’s closed now too…

If that last sentence made no sense at all, well, you shoulda follwed the damned link…

Crass Commercialism? Please…

I’m not a fan of baseball, professional or otherwise. For me, it’s right up there on the excitement scale with watching paint dry. But I’m rather amused at the current case of baseball purists being all up in arms about the idea of introducing advertising into the game. Something about “crass commercialism” or such…

Say what?

Apparently, some baseball fans have this fantasy that the professional version of the game has nothing to do with money, and is all about a bunch of really dedicated volunteers playing around in a field near somebody’s barn. Apparently, they remain blissfully unaware of the strikes, the unimaginable salaries of their favorite players, the marketing schemes and broadcast rights, and of the extortionary tactics team owners use against the municipalities which house their stadiums…

Here’s a clue: professional baseball, like all professional sports, is ENTIRELY about money and commercialism. It’s a business, and its primary purpose is to create profit. Hence the term “professional”. And you know what? There’s absolutely nothing wrong with that. The only problem is the sentimental fans who constantly whine about how “crass” and “commercial” the sport has become…

Unfortunately, these same fans are the ones who fall hook, line. and sinker for team owners’ pleas for new taxpayer-financed stadiums every five years. Their misguided notion of the game somehow blinds them to the fact that the team is a business which should be self-supporting, not some altruistic endeavor which must be publicly supported…

I Don’t Get It

Only in San Francisco: Homeless “advocate” Allison Lum on today’s implementation of “Care Not Cash”:

“This gives homeless people less money to live on and nowhere near enough housing to take them,” she said. “It’s stealing from them, really. It’s an outrage, and the court just made it worse.”

Stealing? STEALING???