<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:49:43.399-08:00</updated><category term='Venture Bros'/><category term='Beatles'/><category term='John Waters'/><category term='Science Fiction'/><category term='Spy Fi'/><category term='Bob Newhart'/><category term='Sociology'/><category term='Andy Griffith'/><category term='Chris Elliott'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='The Omega Man'/><category term='Elvis'/><category term='eBay'/><category term='Advertising'/><category term='Marvel Comics'/><category term='Batman'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Signings'/><category term='Bad Art'/><category term='Vinyl Toys'/><category term='Halku'/><category term='Carole King'/><category term='Strange and Unusual'/><category term='Shatner'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Cult Movies'/><category term='Criswell'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Super-Heroes'/><category term='Charlon Heston'/><category term='The Outsiders'/><category term='Conventions'/><category term='Paul Newman'/><category term='Maurice Sendak'/><category term='Krofft'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Mego'/><category term='Publishing'/><category term='Muppets'/><category term='Coloring Books'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='UNCLE'/><category term='Slave Labor'/><category term='Comics'/><category term='Steranko'/><category term='Evan Dorkin'/><category term='Hulk'/><category term='Bigfoot'/><category term='Bionics'/><category term='Edgar Allan Poe'/><category term='Six Million Dollar Man'/><category term='Cartoons'/><category term='Godzilla'/><category term='Animated'/><category term='Teaching'/><category term='Kung Fu'/><category term='Bond'/><category term='MST3K'/><category term='Zappa'/><category term='Observations'/><category term='Star Wars'/><category term='Mayberry'/><category term='Coen Bros.'/><category term='Bill Bixby'/><category term='Oz'/><category term='Television'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Star Trek'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Pop Culture Debris</title><subtitle type='html'>Making the world safe for useless television minutia, cheap super-hero claptrap, broken toys from childhoods past and present, four color fantasies, cult movies, and the simpler life of Mayberry RFD.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-5380714239759294091</id><published>2011-03-14T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:48:33.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super-Heroes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Batman'/><title type='text'>Bat-Flat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILh9lmjc0XU/TX5i3saBGCI/AAAAAAAAAYE/j2h1iTLomew/s1600/Bat-Flat%2521.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILh9lmjc0XU/TX5i3saBGCI/AAAAAAAAAYE/j2h1iTLomew/s400/Bat-Flat%2521.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584009296938604578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From a long sold out t-shirt design at Threadless.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-5380714239759294091?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/5380714239759294091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=5380714239759294091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5380714239759294091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5380714239759294091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2011/03/bat-flat.html' title='Bat-Flat!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILh9lmjc0XU/TX5i3saBGCI/AAAAAAAAAYE/j2h1iTLomew/s72-c/Bat-Flat%2521.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-1684138662709402141</id><published>2011-03-05T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T20:21:08.114-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cult Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Criswell'/><title type='text'>Plastic Surgery With Criswell!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yK9k4cSVAyM/TXL9_4ODkfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/nD77NsspWXc/s1600/Criswell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580802162130391538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yK9k4cSVAyM/TXL9_4ODkfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/nD77NsspWXc/s400/Criswell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second in a series of selected future visions from legendary psychic Criswell, star of several Ed Wood Jr. movies. As always, this one comes from from his eerie 1968 book of predictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facelifting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I PREDICT that by 1980 you will be able to lift your own face in your own home for only $5.00. A new chemical will be developed in our Veterans Hospital for battle scar tissue will soon be available to the public. You will buy it by the jar, put in on your face and in three days time look half your age.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-1684138662709402141?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/1684138662709402141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=1684138662709402141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1684138662709402141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1684138662709402141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2011/03/plastic-surgery-with-criswell.html' title='Plastic Surgery With Criswell!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yK9k4cSVAyM/TXL9_4ODkfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/nD77NsspWXc/s72-c/Criswell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-1023177156367905195</id><published>2011-02-19T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T11:18:51.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coen Bros.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Model Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYKFnprz7TM/TWAXbkN4Z_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/ymDTkGSiQOc/s1600/Model%2BHome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYKFnprz7TM/TWAXbkN4Z_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/ymDTkGSiQOc/s400/Model%2BHome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575482101030479858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So ... I read Eric Puchner's &lt;a href="http://www.ericpuchner.com/ReviewsModelHome.html"&gt;Model Home&lt;/a&gt; in a rush of two days this week (an impressive rate with my schedule these days) and I have to say, it was beautifully written and touched me in ways that are still resonating. I know I saw many elements of my own marriage reflected in the prose, and suspect you will as well if you take my advice and read this frequently laugh-out-loud funny novel. I guess that is why it affected me as much as it did. I kept hoping for a "happy" ending for the Ziller family, but none was forthcoming ... which, I suspect, is realistic and made the novel sing so truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half (Summer 1985 - the year I graduated from high school) was truly amusingly bittersweet and still gave the reader a sense of everything working out for this collection of characters. The second half (Summer 1986) dashed that sense into microscopic pieces, but I can't say I was angry, or upset ... for no matter how painful life is, we keep moving homeward towards an unknown destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a similar sense of resignated loss at the end of the Coen Brothers' film &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1019452/"&gt;A Serious Man&lt;/a&gt; ... which, if you haven't seen, you should ... especially if you read Puchner's very human novel, which I wholeheartedly recommend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-1023177156367905195?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/1023177156367905195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=1023177156367905195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1023177156367905195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1023177156367905195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2011/02/model-home.html' title='Model Home'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYKFnprz7TM/TWAXbkN4Z_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/ymDTkGSiQOc/s72-c/Model%2BHome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3474890887710460598</id><published>2011-01-25T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:31:41.837-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Educational Musing #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TT8n9ta6YOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/AZtYfrAueAE/s1600/GreatGatsby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TT8n9ta6YOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/AZtYfrAueAE/s400/GreatGatsby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566211605571199202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;At times, successful teaching is nothing but a series of happy accidents.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Case in point: I’m closing the books on the final grades of the semester, and reviewing one of the last assignments I gave my American Literature classes: Compare Jay Gatsby from the novel &lt;b&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/b&gt; to the star of Edwin Arlington Robinson’s poem “Richard Cory.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Almost every essay I’ve read about the two men has made some excellent connections between the two doomed protagonists, and presented keen insights into what made Gatsby tick, as well as what might have caused Cory to go home one calm summer night and “put a bullet through his head.” So, I know this exercise in examining the two characters has proven fruitful. I have the evidence in my hand via their writing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; I’m actually getting that warm “successful teacher” buzz just writing about the experience. Was this masterful classroom planning on my part? Perhaps. Being familiar with your curriculum is vital, yes … but even though I’ve taught “Richard Cory” before, I’ve never made the connection to Gatsby. This time, through a happy accident, the spot in the textbook where “Cory” lies fell open during the same time we were reading &lt;b&gt;Gatsby&lt;/b&gt;. Re-reading the poem, I made the connection, and in turn, revised the daily lesson plan to see what the students would have to say.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So, a day in the classroom proved to be magnificent thanks to random chance, and while I’m feeling good about myself in presenting the poem when I did, I’m feeling ten times better about the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; They "got it," and that makes all the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3474890887710460598?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3474890887710460598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3474890887710460598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3474890887710460598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3474890887710460598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2011/01/educational-musing-1_25.html' title='Educational Musing #1'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TT8n9ta6YOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/AZtYfrAueAE/s72-c/GreatGatsby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3805434121156268685</id><published>2011-01-20T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:52:38.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spy Fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNCLE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob Newhart'/><title type='text'>Night of the Living Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TThFFAwI83I/AAAAAAAAAUA/Ee1Yw5M087Q/s1600/Bob%2BNewhart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TThFFAwI83I/AAAAAAAAAUA/Ee1Yw5M087Q/s400/Bob%2BNewhart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564273292019823474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I'm at the gym on the exercise cycle and glance up at the bank of television screens mounted above me, and witness on one set the withered faces of Bob "Bob" Newhart (81 years old) exchanging dialogue with David "Illya / Ducky" McCallum (76 years old) in an episode of NCIS. On the adjoining screen was a new commercial with Bob "Showcase Showdown" Barker (87 years old) plugging State Farm Insurance - complete with iconic microphone in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched their silent faces, secretly pleased to see a trio of familiar friends, and wondered who else in the room might share my private delight. An array of younger, harder bodies were oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reflected on my own rapidly aging and saggy status, and pedaled my exercise bike even harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3805434121156268685?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3805434121156268685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3805434121156268685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3805434121156268685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3805434121156268685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2011/01/night-of-living-dead.html' title='Night of the Living Dead'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TThFFAwI83I/AAAAAAAAAUA/Ee1Yw5M087Q/s72-c/Bob%2BNewhart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-8342019793840226664</id><published>2011-01-11T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T06:25:16.337-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elvis'/><title type='text'>Elvis Has Left The Bindery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capstonepub.com/product/9781429654760"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 242px; display: block; height: 307px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560981626568413842" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TSyTU3YVkpI/AAAAAAAAAT4/VGTV4Tc6ZhM/s400/Elvis%2BGraphic%2BNovel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I grew up with Elvis by my side, thanks to my mother's devotion to the man from Memphis. She bequeathed to me her love of all things Presley. Even to this day, I can still sit through and equally enjoy sublime material such as the '68 Comeback Special or utter dreck ala 'Clambake,' and find myself transformed to the hideous orange shag carpeting that adorned the floor of our living room on Badgett Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked by my editors at Captone to write a graphic novel biography of the King, I didn't hesitate to accept the assignment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the book cover above to learn more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-8342019793840226664?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/8342019793840226664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=8342019793840226664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8342019793840226664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8342019793840226664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2011/01/elvis-has-left-bindery.html' title='Elvis Has Left The Bindery'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TSyTU3YVkpI/AAAAAAAAAT4/VGTV4Tc6ZhM/s72-c/Elvis%2BGraphic%2BNovel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-8386405460689492635</id><published>2011-01-09T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:43:33.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Not Too Distant Future</title><content type='html'>And now it's time for another exciting installment of ANCIENT BLOG THEATRE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When last we peeked at the embryonic first version of the Pop Culture Debris blog (which vanished into the ether years ago thanks to the demise of hosting site Bloki), I was still sifting previous entries for re-posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've found a good 'un dating back to &lt;strong&gt;August 21, 2003.&lt;/strong&gt; My original introductory text is below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click the Chick Tract to enjoy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frequently hilarious MST3K fan piece, in which Crow, Tom and Mike are forced to view a Jack T. Chick comic. Some laugh out loud funny lines. I still think a MYSTERY SCIENCE THEATER 3000 comic book is a viable idea (and as I recall, I discussed doing one with collaborator &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dm.net/~bill-neville/"&gt;Bill Neville&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; years ago ...). Link comes courtesy of Bill Sherman's Pop Culture Gadabout blog. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humpin.org/mst3kdd/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560319058104341010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TSo4uTgk0hI/AAAAAAAAATw/Cj6qfUAcxwE/s400/Dark%2BDungeons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-8386405460689492635?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/8386405460689492635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=8386405460689492635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8386405460689492635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8386405460689492635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-not-too-distant-future.html' title='In The Not Too Distant Future'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TSo4uTgk0hI/AAAAAAAAATw/Cj6qfUAcxwE/s72-c/Dark%2BDungeons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-8599080099889439035</id><published>2011-01-08T16:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T17:19:56.969-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spy Fi'/><title type='text'>A Reboot That Works</title><content type='html'>While the first season of Fox's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_Target_(2010_TV_series)"&gt;Human Target&lt;/a&gt; had an amazing pilot, later episodes ran the gamut from "damn good cup of coffee" to "eh, is this all you got?" More often than not, they fell under the latter, with the primary reason to watch at all being Jackie Earle Haley's deadpan portrayal as the man of mystery with only one name: Guerrero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TSkKpOuPMyI/AAAAAAAAATo/4JEMLFChXV8/s1600/Human_Target_2010_%2528season_2%2529_cast.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559986918408532770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TSkKpOuPMyI/AAAAAAAAATo/4JEMLFChXV8/s400/Human_Target_2010_%2528season_2%2529_cast.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the second season reboot - which added two new female cast members, more reliance on pop music in the weekly scores, and a international espionage spy hook - is overall a better show. Mark Valley has settled into the role as the wry Christopher Chance and now wears it with a mix of humor and "tormented hero with a dark past" that is very engaging. Chi McBride's Winston huffs and puffs, but peeks into his quirky private life have helped to humanize the character. Count me in as pleasantly surprised (although the "Guerrero as master torturer jokes" have outworn their welcome).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, for the past two weeks, Fox has been running double episodes on Wednesday nights back to back, which is never a good sign (especially since the show has only a 13 episode order). This usually is a sign of burning off a series, and that has me worried about a third season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, watch it now ... while you still can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-8599080099889439035?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/8599080099889439035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=8599080099889439035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8599080099889439035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8599080099889439035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2011/01/reboot-that-worked.html' title='A Reboot That Works'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/TSkKpOuPMyI/AAAAAAAAATo/4JEMLFChXV8/s72-c/Human_Target_2010_%2528season_2%2529_cast.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-8471977304371481115</id><published>2009-12-26T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T06:47:36.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cult Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Criswell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Criswell Predicts: North Carolina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SzYhsNqLNNI/AAAAAAAAANw/ovg8vo2i_ME/s1600-h/Criswell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419556245051487442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SzYhsNqLNNI/AAAAAAAAANw/ovg8vo2i_ME/s400/Criswell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First in a series of selected future visions from legendary psychic Criswell, star of several Ed Wood Jr. movies (as taken from his &lt;strong&gt;1968&lt;/strong&gt; book of predictions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;North Carolina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I predict that North Carolina will face economic growth in the 1970s with the development of artifical tobacco that is completely harmless. This will be developed in North Carolina. But that state will, while enjoying economic growth, be subjected to racial violence and natural disasters. Many towns, large and small, will be the scenes of violence in 1969 and 1970. And the shifting coastline of the 1980s will destroy many coastal towns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-8471977304371481115?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/8471977304371481115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=8471977304371481115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8471977304371481115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8471977304371481115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/12/criswell-predicts-north-carolina.html' title='Criswell Predicts: North Carolina'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SzYhsNqLNNI/AAAAAAAAANw/ovg8vo2i_ME/s72-c/Criswell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-4796596539026101273</id><published>2009-12-25T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T15:44:09.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super-Heroes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Memories from the 1970's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SzUpGqyjQtI/AAAAAAAAANg/xsU-aGBjxDs/s1600-h/Mom+and+Sherry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419282921152529106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SzUpGqyjQtI/AAAAAAAAANg/xsU-aGBjxDs/s400/Mom+and+Sherry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights and early mornings. Hideous orange and red shag carpeting. A haze of cigarette smoke from my father. Santa's inability to assemble both of my bicycles correctly (in a span of six years apart, his mechanical skills never improved). Plaid furniture – plaid pants. My baby sister when she truly was my “baby” sister. Odd visits from unnamed and unseen relatives (except in December). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Side note - best non-Santa gift ever? The Mego Mobile Bat-Lab from my Uncle Carl. Half-watching the Christmas Day Parade on television while playing in the living room floor. Fifty dollars worth of yearly Santa swag made flesh by way of the Sears Wish Book and our sole retail credit card. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Posed photographs in which my parents become smaller in stature and height, while my sister and I both sadly, inexorably, outgrow the magic of Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-4796596539026101273?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/4796596539026101273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=4796596539026101273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4796596539026101273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4796596539026101273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-memories-from-1970s.html' title='Christmas Memories from the 1970&apos;s'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SzUpGqyjQtI/AAAAAAAAANg/xsU-aGBjxDs/s72-c/Mom+and+Sherry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-2139599646603047150</id><published>2009-12-21T01:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:04:49.060-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zappa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Five A.M. Observations About Oz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Sy9GpTs3FOI/AAAAAAAAANY/LA_Ka5mMzPg/s1600-h/Wicked+Witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417626552227009762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Sy9GpTs3FOI/AAAAAAAAANY/LA_Ka5mMzPg/s400/Wicked+Witch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, if water melts a Wicked Witch, how does she take a bath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know from Frank Zappa that ships (as a rule) arrive too late to save drowning witches, but it matters not if they dissolve when placed in water. Salt water must really do a number on a witch's skin. All that remains is the pointy hat, and that alone is hardly worthy of rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or does she even bathe? And if not, is that why her skin is green?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or was she belted by gamma rays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or does she just reek to high heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ... could you even &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; her in a castle filled with flying monkeys? After all, only the Great and Powerful Oz himself knows where the turrets and castle corners are that might contain fistfuls of flung simian poo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Hamilton, our lonely nation turns its eyes to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-2139599646603047150?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/2139599646603047150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=2139599646603047150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2139599646603047150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2139599646603047150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/12/five-am-observations-about-oz.html' title='Five A.M. Observations About Oz'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Sy9GpTs3FOI/AAAAAAAAANY/LA_Ka5mMzPg/s72-c/Wicked+Witch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-119646001982943770</id><published>2009-12-19T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T07:22:05.547-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>400?!</title><content type='html'>According to WXII TV 12, as well as Johnny Shelton, head of the local EMS, in the last 24 hours of torrential snowfall, there have been over FOUR HUNDRED ACCIDENTS in Surry County, NC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely this must be some sort of collision record in these here parts (clumsy grammar added on purpose).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm all for getting out of the house when cabin fever descends like a wet parachute over the inside of the living room, but even coma victims knew to play as inanimate objects and stay put last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 400 accidents (shakes head). Well, I suppose the body shops can use the extra business as we quickly rustle though the last weeks of the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, Mr. Tow Truck Man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-119646001982943770?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/119646001982943770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=119646001982943770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/119646001982943770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/119646001982943770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/12/400.html' title='400?!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-7410287767998820148</id><published>2009-06-07T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:15:18.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kung Fu'/><title type='text'>Kung Fu Requiem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Siw69T20F-I/AAAAAAAAANI/_qP9CnC68cs/s1600-h/kungfu.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344711682758547426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Siw69T20F-I/AAAAAAAAANI/_qP9CnC68cs/s400/kungfu.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Holt not only crafted the wonderful tribute artwork above, but &lt;a href="http://thrdgll.blogspot.com/2009/06/half-mast-david-carradine.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;writes about the death of David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Carradine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;in a note perfect mix of childhood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nostalgia&lt;/span&gt;, social commentary, and wry observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-7410287767998820148?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/7410287767998820148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=7410287767998820148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/7410287767998820148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/7410287767998820148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/06/kung-fu-requiem.html' title='Kung Fu Requiem'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Siw69T20F-I/AAAAAAAAANI/_qP9CnC68cs/s72-c/kungfu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-7376192986294490466</id><published>2009-06-06T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T15:37:37.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange and Unusual'/><title type='text'>Who Knew Conan O'Brien Was In Such Great Shape?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/3vfDc2rHARAgl5PcQ-AMZw"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/3vfDc2rHARAgl5PcQ-AMZw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perhaps I'm easily amused, but I think this cross-country opening of Conan's taking over the command chair at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NBC's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Tonight Show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is nothing short of brilliant. The monologue that followed ... er, not so much, but I've never thought of him as a "joke teller" so much as a humorous &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;conceptualist&lt;/span&gt; anyway.  I've read reviews that griped about the numerous sketches during this first week of shows, but the critics seem to be missing the point. Of course the show is going to have a different feel with a new host, and like or loathe Leno, his filmed pieces usually fell flat (or celebrated the woeful ignorance of the American public). Even if Conan stumbles from time to time, credit his writing and production staff with being as experimental as possible in a new time slot with a potentially new (and larger) audience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-7376192986294490466?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/7376192986294490466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=7376192986294490466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/7376192986294490466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/7376192986294490466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-knew-conan-obrien-was-in-such-great.html' title='Who Knew Conan O&apos;Brien Was In Such Great Shape?'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-1039091683259573931</id><published>2009-06-04T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T19:21:27.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><title type='text'>TV GUIDE: July 2, 1977</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Sih8ZlBZogI/AAAAAAAAANA/1ByR1djsWAQ/s1600-h/TV+GUIDE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343657736751653378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Sih8ZlBZogI/AAAAAAAAANA/1ByR1djsWAQ/s400/TV+GUIDE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Borrowing (stealing) a page from &lt;a href="http://bigglee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Al &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bigley's&lt;/span&gt; recent TV GUIDE-oriented blog posts&lt;/a&gt;, I dug out a vintage issue I had in the stack o' reading material for review. Nothing particularly special about this issue, at least on the surface - and what a ghastly surface to behold! Enjoy the awkward, yet strangely fascinating cover shown above &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;featuring&lt;/span&gt; the stars of &lt;strong&gt;Alice&lt;/strong&gt;! I picked it up at the flea market along with a handful of other issues for twenty-five cents a pop (not a bad price for instant nostalgia).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's three quick tidbits from inside this issue:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Gaining nary a gray hair in the process, &lt;strong&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/strong&gt; will leap forward from World War II to 1977 merely by entering a disco time machine and&lt;/em&gt; ... sorry ... &lt;em&gt;merely by switching the series from ABC to CBS next season. LYNDA CARTER as Wonder Woman will still assist an intelligence agent played by LYLE WAGGONER, but how does he stay young? Simple. He's now the son of the man Wonder Woman worked for 30 years ago."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First thought: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ewww&lt;/span&gt;. Second thought: This is the season where a so-called "cute" robot named Ira (?) was added to the cast. Final though: Shades of the Captain America/Peggy Carter/Sharon Carter love triangle, and if you don't have a clue what I'm talking about, you're probably reading the wrong blog ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"New Version of Star Trek is On Launching Pad. Paramount Pictures is planning to produce 22 episodes of an all-new &lt;strong&gt;Star Trek&lt;/strong&gt; to begin appearing in April 1978. It is part of an effort to create one night a week of prime-time programs on a proposed "fourth network' of independent and network-affiliated stations. Paramount has signed Gene Roddenberry, the original producer, to put together the new show at a cost of $400,000 an episode. Will Trekkie heroes from the original series be back? That hasn't been decided yet."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other words, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shatner's&lt;/span&gt; in - he's tired of doing dinner theatre, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nimoy's&lt;/span&gt; trying to get a piece of the action from the Trek-licensing machine at this particular junction of his career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Paul Michael Glaser has returned to his role as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Starsky&lt;/span&gt; in ABC's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Starsky&lt;/span&gt; and Hutch&lt;/strong&gt;. A lawsuit was in progress and two days of testimony had been taken when an agreement was reached between Glaser and the producers. In the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;settlement&lt;/span&gt;, the actor, who made $10,000 an episode last year and was to earn $12,500 for 1977-78, will get a raise and some directing assignments. His new salary is said to be $25,000 per show."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shh! Settle down Glaser - do you want to give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nimoy&lt;/span&gt; ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, do you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaw-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;droppingly&lt;/span&gt; awful cover artwork copied from the good folks at &lt;a href="http://www.coverbrowser.com/"&gt;http://www.coverbrowser.com/&lt;/a&gt; ... lots of great magazine artwork (not including this example) to be found here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-1039091683259573931?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/1039091683259573931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=1039091683259573931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1039091683259573931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1039091683259573931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/06/tv-guide-july-2-1977.html' title='TV GUIDE: July 2, 1977'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Sih8ZlBZogI/AAAAAAAAANA/1ByR1djsWAQ/s72-c/TV+GUIDE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-1925919771957228488</id><published>2009-06-02T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:08:39.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.courthousenews.com/2009/06/02/J_D_Salinger_Tries_to_Block_Sequel_to_Catcher_in_the_Rye_.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SiVOFLsLyjI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xjymrdHrFfs/s400/Battered+Catcher.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342762383889386034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-1925919771957228488?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/1925919771957228488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=1925919771957228488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1925919771957228488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1925919771957228488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/06/good.html' title='Good!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SiVOFLsLyjI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xjymrdHrFfs/s72-c/Battered+Catcher.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-5211472844006519819</id><published>2009-05-23T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:07:22.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Instruments of Enlightenment</title><content type='html'>For every op-ed piece such as &lt;a href="http://www.thenation.com/doc/20090608/sifton"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; as reported in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Nation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I find solace in the independent publishers who beat back against the tide, including Winston Salem's own &lt;a href="http://www.press53.com/index.html"&gt;Press 53&lt;/a&gt; (which I highly recommend you click over and check out this very moment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, having been a professional working writer for - my god - twenty years this June, I've lived through so many permutations to smash into the venues in which I've toiled (newspapers, comics, children's stories, paperback originals, coloring and activity books, newsletters, etc. ) that the one constant I can attest to when it comes to publishing is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of the constant visual and aural noise we are consumed by daily, the written word will always have value, and books will always have the power to move the mind, body and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the delivery method changes, then so be it - but I'm going on record now to say the sheer tactile pleasure of the printed word vastly outweighs the electronic screen. If that makes me a book snob, so be it - lord knows as a collector I do so love to cling to physical objects (he says without a shred of intentional irony).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough literary musings ... next entry will be more whimsical (I promise)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-5211472844006519819?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/5211472844006519819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=5211472844006519819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5211472844006519819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5211472844006519819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/05/instruments-of-enlightenment.html' title='Instruments of Enlightenment'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3801920216429733274</id><published>2009-05-08T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:34:51.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animated'/><title type='text'>Walt Disney's War of the Worlds (In Color)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://drzeus.best.vwh.net/wotw/0201.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333551472664492914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SgSUzldtu3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/QlQqCg6Hoac/s400/War+of+the+Mickeys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3801920216429733274?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3801920216429733274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3801920216429733274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3801920216429733274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3801920216429733274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/05/walt-disneys-war-of-worlds-in-color.html' title='Walt Disney&apos;s War of the Worlds (In Color)'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SgSUzldtu3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/QlQqCg6Hoac/s72-c/War+of+the+Mickeys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-256778446638798148</id><published>2009-05-06T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:46:18.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Books Are No Passing Fad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lacrossetribune.com/articles/2009/02/23/news/00lead.txt"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332706240703748738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SgGUEnCn2oI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IB7OJ0r9wwM/s400/Bookstore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Against all odds, a new bookstore opens with an amazing back story (and back list). Click the above photograph to learn more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-256778446638798148?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/256778446638798148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=256778446638798148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/256778446638798148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/256778446638798148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/05/books-are-no-passing-fad.html' title='Books Are No Passing Fad'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SgGUEnCn2oI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IB7OJ0r9wwM/s72-c/Bookstore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-4694564500356749997</id><published>2009-04-27T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:23:47.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange and Unusual'/><title type='text'>Pending Birthday Gift Suggestion #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SfYGID5kmII/AAAAAAAAAMg/lZUR0H8EXh4/s1600-h/I+Wish+I+Were+Dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329453944595060866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SfYGID5kmII/AAAAAAAAAMg/lZUR0H8EXh4/s400/I+Wish+I+Were+Dead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-4694564500356749997?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/4694564500356749997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=4694564500356749997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4694564500356749997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4694564500356749997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/04/pending-birthday-gift-suggestion-1.html' title='Pending Birthday Gift Suggestion #1'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SfYGID5kmII/AAAAAAAAAMg/lZUR0H8EXh4/s72-c/I+Wish+I+Were+Dead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3194190944719966643</id><published>2009-04-26T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:11:52.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning Down The House ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329108016575477362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SfTLgZmq9nI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZdMzkbieinw/s400/HPIM0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329108560995803474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SfTMAFul4VI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/dFchFpMKQAI/s400/HPIM0645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SfTLvy2OESI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9ex_sMJoGyA/s1600-h/HPIM0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329108281049616674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SfTLvy2OESI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9ex_sMJoGyA/s400/HPIM0647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329108939836205810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SfTMWJBLqvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4SJ2dRpNnRY/s400/HPIM0654.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;... literally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thursday morning, approximately 3 a.m., I'm awakened by my dog barking, and in turn, a pummeling at the back door to warn me of potentially terrible news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I staggered out to a warning of "Fire," that most dreaded of words. The abandoned house next door was in full orange bloom. I watched in slack fascination for a short time, than ran for the digital camera. The first of the photos shown above was taken through the dining room window (which is why you see the glare of the flash reflected back), before I stepped out into the side yard to feel the heat on my face, and peer into the unreal inferno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The fire department arrived as I was stepping outside, and put the fire (which a mere sixty seconds before, seemed unstoppable in all of its horrible glory) down and out within minutes. Long story short -- no one was injured, my own house is fine and this tale is apparently of such little interest locally that the blaze didn't even make the local newspapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still, I'll never forget experiencing such a dangerous vision so close to home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3194190944719966643?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3194190944719966643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3194190944719966643' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3194190944719966643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3194190944719966643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/04/burning-down-house.html' title='Burning Down The House ...'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SfTLgZmq9nI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZdMzkbieinw/s72-c/HPIM0642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-7823582899817211572</id><published>2009-04-18T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:21:56.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conventions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coloring Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Signings'/><title type='text'>"Rare" Convention Appearance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Seo05loQ3VI/AAAAAAAAAL4/A1b5sX3c-Zc/s1600-h/rvc2009front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326127673277209938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Seo05loQ3VI/AAAAAAAAAL4/A1b5sX3c-Zc/s400/rvc2009front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rarely attend conventions these days, but Chris Garbee of &lt;a href="http://www.untamedworlds.com/store/"&gt;Untamed Worlds&lt;/a&gt; coaxed me out of con-retirement for the &lt;a href="http://www.roanokevalleycomicon.com/"&gt;Roanoke Valley Comicon&lt;/a&gt; ... a one-day show in Salem, Virginia on Saturday, April 25th. I'll be there to hawk (er, sign) books and comics I've written, which range from recent Dreamworks hits &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kung Fu Panda, Madagascar 2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monsters Vs. Aliens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to earlier works such as&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Elfquest, Jimmy Neutron, E.T., The Ren &amp;amp; Stimpy Show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Explorers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hours are from 10 AM until 4 PM. Admission is $5.00 each and children 10 and under are free with a paid adult. The show has moved to a new location at the Salem Civic Center, offering a large con space (over 5000 square feet) with almost 50 dealers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition to me, other luminaries include Andy Smith, Budd Root, Kevin Sharpe, Louis Small Jr and Matt Slay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will be an an art contest at this show. Paid admission is all that is required to enter the art contest (and a piece of your original art work, of course). There will also be free comics for the first 100 people through the door and hourly door prizes. The Salem Civic Center offers plenty of free parking, and, if you don't bring enough cash, there is an ATM on site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Exit 141 of I-81 and follow the signs to the Salem Civic Center. And if you show up at my table and say "Pop Culture Debris sent me," I'll give you a free comic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-7823582899817211572?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/7823582899817211572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=7823582899817211572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/7823582899817211572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/7823582899817211572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/04/rare-convention-appearance.html' title='&quot;Rare&quot; Convention Appearance'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Seo05loQ3VI/AAAAAAAAAL4/A1b5sX3c-Zc/s72-c/rvc2009front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3471622526488154920</id><published>2009-04-18T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:49:19.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Griffith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eBay'/><title type='text'>Why Neutral eBay Feedback Sucks</title><content type='html'>So, another week goes by - another one of the scant few Andy Griffith biographies I have left sells on eBay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feedback I receive to go with my 100% positive feedback record?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "So no one else is disappointed:Bk has no Photos+Andy didn't sign-his writer did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this is neutral feedback and not a negative, but it still stings.  I have no way of responding on eBay in public,  so I was going to email the buyer ... and then decided I didn't want to get into a war of the emails with an unarmed opponent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, here is my unsent reply,  and why I think so-called "neutral" eBay feedback sucks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Disappointed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of over 200 other purchases of this same book on eBay, no one else has been disappointed. I never have understood why, if someone isn't pleased with a item, why they can't be bothered to let the seller know. The book's description plainly says signed by the author. It lists no photos in the book and instead gives the name of Bill Neville, the illustrator. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instead of leaving neutral feedback a simple request for a refund would have appreciated, and gladly given if not satisfied. Instead, to demonstrate your so-called cleverness, you have to leave a snide remark "warning" the world. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow, I imagine you are the same kind of dimwit who leaves negative remarks about authors on the Amazon site in the Book Review section when you are upset over slow shipping or condition (both of which, let me add, since I know you don't bother to read descriptions, are things writers have absolutely no control over - those complaints should be directed at the seller). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also, if you had an iota of savvy, you would know that a true Andy Griffith autograph isn't going to be selling on eBay for $14.99 in the first place. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Griffith rarely signs anything, one of a multitude of facts to be learned in the disappointing book you purchased.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andy Griffith's Writer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Venting complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3471622526488154920?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3471622526488154920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3471622526488154920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3471622526488154920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3471622526488154920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-neutral-ebay-feedback-sucks.html' title='Why Neutral eBay Feedback Sucks'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-2057624729036512363</id><published>2009-03-27T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:04:52.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Dying Is An Art, Like Everything Else ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://roomfordebate.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/03/24/why-the-plath-legacy-lives/?em"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Sc0-U5QgqII/AAAAAAAAALw/noRXk6rwpkI/s400/Plath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317975263682799746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone who knows me well enough to have read my poetry knows of the high regard in which I hold Sylvia Plath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ergo, a photo swiped from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The New York Times&lt;/span&gt; website, along with an embedded link therein in which several luminaries debate "Why The Plath Legacy Lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is actually a rather painfully ironic title in light of Plath's death, as well as the recent passing of her son. A purposeful one? One hopes not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-2057624729036512363?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/2057624729036512363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=2057624729036512363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2057624729036512363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2057624729036512363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/03/dying-is-art-like-everything-else.html' title='Dying Is An Art, Like Everything Else ...'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/Sc0-U5QgqII/AAAAAAAAALw/noRXk6rwpkI/s72-c/Plath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-2663551793804964380</id><published>2009-03-19T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:09:27.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shatner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><title type='text'>Stories &amp; Links of Interest</title><content type='html'>Courtesy of ShelfTalker: A Children's Bookseller's Blog comes a photo list of &lt;a href="http://www.miragebookmark.ch/most-interesting-bookstores.htm"&gt;"The Most Interesting Bookstores in the World!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New York Times takes note of the sudden interest in the chair that cushioned &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/19/garden/19trek.html"&gt;William Shatner's ass&lt;/a&gt; for three years (don't miss the piece of trivia from Shat stand-in Eddie Paskey that closes the article).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-2663551793804964380?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/2663551793804964380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=2663551793804964380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2663551793804964380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2663551793804964380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/03/bookstores-of-world.html' title='Stories &amp; Links of Interest'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-4864551625621440434</id><published>2009-03-12T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:55:15.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Apparently, I Have A Fan ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X_yJdOWynFE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X_yJdOWynFE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-4864551625621440434?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/4864551625621440434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=4864551625621440434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4864551625621440434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4864551625621440434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/03/apparently-i-have-fan.html' title='Apparently, I Have A Fan ....'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-9120692180624457995</id><published>2009-02-14T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:36:24.074-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spy Fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>The Many Humiliations of Illya Kuryakin Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SZcN23wVcUI/AAAAAAAAALo/Qg4ZGtoSkJI/s1600-h/SNIKbunnyEars2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302722322582827330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SZcN23wVcUI/AAAAAAAAALo/Qg4ZGtoSkJI/s400/SNIKbunnyEars2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poor Illya K! We all know that kinky torture sessions are as common as brushing your teeth when you are a licensed agent of U.N.C.L.E., but even my hardened eyes are shocked at this sight! Illya clones or evil twins? Napoleon Solo on the dark side! Barbie with bunny ears? What fresh hell has our long-suffering hero landed in the midst of &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/vloebel/IKAFH.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-9120692180624457995?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/9120692180624457995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=9120692180624457995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/9120692180624457995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/9120692180624457995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/02/many-humiliations-of-illya-kuryakin.html' title='The Many Humiliations of Illya Kuryakin Part 2'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SZcN23wVcUI/AAAAAAAAALo/Qg4ZGtoSkJI/s72-c/SNIKbunnyEars2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-5507507843350136146</id><published>2009-02-12T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:23:50.294-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muppets'/><title type='text'>A Muppet's Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While screening the film &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Knight"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Knight's Tale&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today as part of a unit on Chaucer's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canterburytales.org/"&gt;The Canterbury Tales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I was suddenly struck with who the character Wot (played by &lt;strong&gt;Serenity&lt;/strong&gt;'s Alan Tudyk) kept reminding me of ... so, for your viewing pleasure, I give you the lastest separated at birth candidates:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SZSD7QIHQHI/AAAAAAAAALY/Kb7Hl9lheYg/s1600-h/Wot!.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302007715286433906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SZSD7QIHQHI/AAAAAAAAALY/Kb7Hl9lheYg/s400/Wot!.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Wot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302007887433969554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SZSEFRbSL5I/AAAAAAAAALg/yM40BQnzh-Q/s400/Beaker.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Thurday Muppet content ... Mental Floss recently contributed a fun &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/LIVING/wayoflife/02/10/mf.muppet.favorites.stories/index.html"&gt;"Secrets of the Muppets"&lt;/a&gt; piece to the CNN website. I did remember Oscar the Grouch as being orange in his first appearances, but never knew Miss Piggy was from Iowa. I guess what enlightened minds say is true ... we do learn something new every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-5507507843350136146?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/5507507843350136146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=5507507843350136146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5507507843350136146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5507507843350136146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/02/muppets-tale.html' title='A Muppet&apos;s Tale'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SZSD7QIHQHI/AAAAAAAAALY/Kb7Hl9lheYg/s72-c/Wot!.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-5073366092382108505</id><published>2009-02-04T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:31:48.695-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Wars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Star Wars Retold!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2809991&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2809991&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/2809991"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-5073366092382108505?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/5073366092382108505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=5073366092382108505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5073366092382108505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5073366092382108505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/02/star-wars-retold.html' title='Star Wars Retold!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-6720207641256478567</id><published>2009-02-01T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:43:27.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>The Grand Comic Book Database Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.comics.org/search.lasso?type=writer&amp;amp;query=Terry+Collins&amp;amp;sort=alpha"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297978234795038066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SYYzIni1lXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/J_VhbLs-wo8/s400/Cavewoman+Meets+Explorers+Cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For friends and readers into comics, you can easily spend an afternoon enjoying &lt;strong&gt;The Grand Comic Book Database Project&lt;/strong&gt;. I found a lengthy list of my own comic book writing credits (by no means complete, but an excellent start) ... even one or two I had forgotten about! Click the cover above to check out my incomplete resume!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-6720207641256478567?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/6720207641256478567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=6720207641256478567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/6720207641256478567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/6720207641256478567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/02/grand-comic-book-database-project.html' title='The Grand Comic Book Database Project'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SYYzIni1lXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/J_VhbLs-wo8/s72-c/Cavewoman+Meets+Explorers+Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-6993023868956172951</id><published>2009-01-24T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:34:15.450-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beatles'/><title type='text'>Beatles NOT For Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/12/27/arts/music/27beat.html?pagewanted=1&amp;amp;_r=2&amp;amp;ref=technology"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294961160741056210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SXt7Hy117tI/AAAAAAAAALI/hpZ5IwWT_V0/s400/Sgt.+Pepper+Cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click the cover artwork to learn more ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-6993023868956172951?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/6993023868956172951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=6993023868956172951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/6993023868956172951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/6993023868956172951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/01/beatles-not-for-sale.html' title='Beatles NOT For Sale'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SXt7Hy117tI/AAAAAAAAALI/hpZ5IwWT_V0/s72-c/Sgt.+Pepper+Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-5546527551757463278</id><published>2009-01-20T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T12:51:54.234-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Godzilla'/><title type='text'>Political Cartoon of the Day / Month / Year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SXY5JxQoUaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NlnnWh_HXh0/s1600-h/luckovich+Obama.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293481252025291170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SXY5JxQoUaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NlnnWh_HXh0/s400/luckovich+Obama.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mike Luckovich of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Atlanta Journal-Constitution&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hits the mark of timeliness with verve and humor. The only Obama Inauguration cartoon to make me laugh out loud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cagle.com/caglecards/main.asp?image=/news/ObamaInauguration/images/luckovich4.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-5546527551757463278?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/5546527551757463278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=5546527551757463278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5546527551757463278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5546527551757463278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/01/political-cartoon-of-day-month-year.html' title='Political Cartoon of the Day / Month / Year?'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SXY5JxQoUaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NlnnWh_HXh0/s72-c/luckovich+Obama.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-710888435711530112</id><published>2009-01-13T17:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:01:00.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Future of Publishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SW1GhhOYioI/AAAAAAAAAKw/mBsvPVKjLzA/s1600-h/bookshelves.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290962678898526850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SW1GhhOYioI/AAAAAAAAAKw/mBsvPVKjLzA/s400/bookshelves.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some &lt;a href="http://www.imakenews.com/bargainbooknews/e_article001313561.cfm?x=bf0tN53,b3wVsNwp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;common sense ways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to (hopefully) bring both readers and books into the technological age....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-710888435711530112?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/710888435711530112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=710888435711530112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/710888435711530112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/710888435711530112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/01/future-of-publishing.html' title='The Future of Publishing'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SW1GhhOYioI/AAAAAAAAAKw/mBsvPVKjLzA/s72-c/bookshelves.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-1181446466920654141</id><published>2009-01-11T12:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T12:38:45.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of the Title</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SWpX13QdFlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mhutvRMnaiY/s1600-h/mockingbird.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290137295177717330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SWpX13QdFlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mhutvRMnaiY/s400/mockingbird.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Discovered while researching Harper Lee's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, this is my favorite new web destination. However, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mockingbird&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is only the beginning. A plethora of opening title sequences to a vast array of both television shows and films are analyzed &lt;a href="http://www.artofthetitle.com/2008/09/10/to-kill-a-mockingbird/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deadwood &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;300&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Incredibles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Repo Man)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, along with the ability to play the credits sequences directly from the site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly a place on the web in which one can become lost and spend hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't say I didn't warn you ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-1181446466920654141?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/1181446466920654141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=1181446466920654141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1181446466920654141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1181446466920654141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2009/01/art-of-title.html' title='The Art of the Title'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SWpX13QdFlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mhutvRMnaiY/s72-c/mockingbird.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-646316098422033162</id><published>2008-12-22T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T20:34:36.101-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><title type='text'>The Best Television of 2008 Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This will be a reoccurring series of posts as I recall what I caught on the TV Eye this past year that moved me, inspired me, and made an impact that still hums loudly and truthfully in my mind. In no particular order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost: "&lt;em&gt;The Constant&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt; Originally aired February 28, 2008. Time travel is a central theme of this series, but never has it been used to ramp up the emotional stakes as seen in this episode (which was indeed award-worthy for both an intricate script by Carlton Cuse and Damon Lindel and lead performance by Henry Ian Cusick). I won't bother to give a synopsis here, since Lost fandom has already obsessively done so at this&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://lostpedia.wikia.com/wiki/The_Constant"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I will say that anyone who caught this episode remembers it vividly as a high water mark of the fourth season that mixes suspense, romance and mind-bending temporal theory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mad Men: "&lt;em&gt;The Wheel&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt; Originally aired October 18, 2007. Okay, I know this technically isn't a 2008 show, but later in 2008 is when I first saw it and was moved to tears. I'm not sure watching the 13th episode season finale would work out of context, but I caught Season One in rapid order thanks to the magic of the Tivo and it totally floored me for a sequence that was heart-wrenching. Advertising executive Don Draper mines his own family photo album and un-admitted (until this moment) internal fears to pitch Kodak on how to sell their then-new slide projector. The Kodak crew have been calling the device "the wheel," until Don renames it accordingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As Jon Hamm as Draper delivers the monologue reproduced below, he clicks from slide to slide to accent his selling points ... tracking his life backwards as he (and we - the viewers) realizes that perhaps he does indeed love his wife, his children, and this life he has created for himself, and quite possibly has lost them forever. The editing is simple, the pictures used grainy and fully carrying that captured in the moment "family photo" look, and the musical underscore here is devastatingly sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of several &lt;strong&gt;Mad Men&lt;/strong&gt; scripts nominated this year for an Emmy award (the winner was the &lt;strong&gt;Mad Men&lt;/strong&gt; pilot, which was also brilliant and again makes me think that the season finale has the greater emotional resonance only if watched in the proper order at the end of show - frankly, if &lt;strong&gt;Mad Men&lt;/strong&gt; has not seen a second season, this would have worked as a series finale as well), this was simply put unforgettable ... with an ending that was equally so in terms of placing Draper in a life that he had (once again) created for himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DON:&lt;/strong&gt; “&lt;em&gt;Technology is a glittering lure, but there's the rare occasion that the public can be engaged at a level beyond flash, that they have a sentimental bond with the product. My first job, I was in-house at a fur company with this old pro copywriter, a Greek named Teddy, and Teddy told me the most important idea in advertising is 'new.' Creates an itch — you simply put your product in there as a kind of calamine lotion. But he also talked about a deeper bond with the product — nostalgia. It's delicate but potent … Teddy told me that in Greek, nostalgia literally means 'the pain from an old wound.' It's a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn't a spaceship. It's a time machine. Goes backward, forward, takes us to a place where we ache to go again. It's not called 'the wheel' — it's called 'the carousel.' It lets us travel the way a child travels, around and around and back home again, to a place where we know we are loved."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yWyLaXCV2_s&amp;amp;color1=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" color2="0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=" feature="player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-646316098422033162?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/646316098422033162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=646316098422033162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/646316098422033162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/646316098422033162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-television-of-2008-part-1.html' title='The Best Television of 2008 Part 1'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-732428610338583777</id><published>2008-12-09T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:24:44.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venture Bros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><title type='text'>Atari 2600 Cartridges Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/ST9DQSNIbzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XDq0H1yg2lI/s1600-h/Venture+Bros+Season+Three.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278011235345395506" style="WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/ST9DQSNIbzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XDq0H1yg2lI/s400/Venture+Bros+Season+Three.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IGN&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://dvd.ign.com/articles/936/936222p1.html"&gt;reporting &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Venture Bros. &lt;/em&gt;Season Three&lt;/strong&gt; DVD set will be arriving sometime in the upcoming New Year. While this year's 13 episodes were a mixed bag (High Points: "The Buddy System," "What Goes Down, Must Go Up," and "Now Museum, Now You Don't" - Low Points: "Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Quymn&lt;/span&gt;, Medicine Woman," and "Tears of a Sea Cow"), only a series as twisted as this would have a season premiere that focused exclusively on the fates of the arch-villain and his hot wife without nary a sighting of Hank or Dean, the so-called "heroes" of the show. Oh, and you simply have to love the retro packaging ... "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yar's&lt;/span&gt; Revenge," anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-732428610338583777?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/732428610338583777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=732428610338583777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/732428610338583777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/732428610338583777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/12/atari-2600-cartridges-forever.html' title='Atari 2600 Cartridges Forever'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/ST9DQSNIbzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XDq0H1yg2lI/s72-c/Venture+Bros+Season+Three.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-2532421115025522277</id><published>2008-12-02T18:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:09:59.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spy Fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bond'/><title type='text'>Lots ... Big Lots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just an F.Y.I to fellow James Bond aficionados who don't fancy paying $$$ for their Bond DVDs ... the Big Lots retail chain is currently selling the ENTIRE series from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. No&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; through &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Die Another Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (basically, every Bond film until Daniel's Craig's debut in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Casino Royale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) for a mere &lt;strong&gt;$4.00 each&lt;/strong&gt;. Sure, these aren't Blu-Ray discs, nor the recent 2-disc sets with yet even more fine-tuning in the way of remastered picture and sound, but since the majority of the Bonds I already owned came from these initial "Special Edition" releases from MGM, my collection is now complete for under $20.00. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frankly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Octopussy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; isn't even worth the $4.00 I just paid (see this &lt;a href="http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/11/many-humiliations-of-illya-kuryakin.html"&gt;previous entry&lt;/a&gt; of Bond as a literal Clown ... this after he swings from a jungle vine and gives a Tarzan yell and NO I AM NOT MAKING THAT LAST PART UP). Oh, and an extra "shout out" to the hacks within the MGM art department for the ghastly photoshopped cover. Nothing says license to kill like a ghoulish Roger Moore standing before a hellish landscape of fire, a helicopter, and some turrets. The original movie poster would have been a vastly superior choice. Both are shown below for your viewing pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/STXz2k2WdaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WLljB8i85sA/s1600-h/Octopussy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275390657464530338" style="WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/STXz2k2WdaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WLljB8i85sA/s400/Octopussy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/STX1H_SBW1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/0P9GXn9_Rfc/s1600-h/octopussy+movie+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275392056129313618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/STX1H_SBW1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/0P9GXn9_Rfc/s400/octopussy+movie+poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-2532421115025522277?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/2532421115025522277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=2532421115025522277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2532421115025522277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2532421115025522277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/12/lots-big-lots.html' title='Lots ... Big Lots'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/STXz2k2WdaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WLljB8i85sA/s72-c/Octopussy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-4423687227496596494</id><published>2008-12-02T17:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T18:40:24.837-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange and Unusual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Mascots Amuse Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, I'll admit it - I have a love of massively-headed anthropomorphic mascots. I'm not so much as interested in ones from the sports world as I am the ones who roam theme parks such as Walt Disney World, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Carowinds&lt;/span&gt;, King's Dominion, Six Flags, and so on ... but until then, this slide show of "Mascots Gone Wild" (sorry - none of them go topless or bottomless, darn the luck) will have to suffice. Thanks to the corporate overlords over at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;.com for the swiped photo link below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://msn.foxsports.com/cfb/pgStory?contentId=8824820&amp;amp;MSNHPHCP&amp;amp;GT1=39002#sport=COLLEGE%20FOOTBALL&amp;amp;photo=8824504"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275378438822496162" style="WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/STXovW3FB6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/c90UM3GZbIw/s400/MASCOTS+GONE+WILD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-4423687227496596494?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/4423687227496596494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=4423687227496596494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4423687227496596494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4423687227496596494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/12/mascots-amuse-me.html' title='Mascots Amuse Me'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/STXovW3FB6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/c90UM3GZbIw/s72-c/MASCOTS+GONE+WILD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-9174643315906387403</id><published>2008-11-25T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T18:40:44.452-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Sneaking In The Back Door?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a writer of licensed property tie-in projects both famous (most recently &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; Panda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madagascar: Back 2 Africa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;), and obscure, I find the tone and quotes in this &lt;a href="http://www.publishersweekly.com/article/CA6616398.html?nid=2788"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; insulting (please click the link and go read before continuing to enjoy my rant).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sneaked in the back door of publishing as a writer-for-hire," is how Judy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Blundell&lt;/span&gt; categorized her career as an author before the publication of her first non-licensed novel. I'm not disputing the merit of the book (after all, it did win the National Book Award for Young People's Literature), but apparently she doesn't look upon the 100 or so books written up to this point favorably, choosing to use a pseudonym instead of her own name to sign the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine doing so has hurt me at times, but I've always used my real name on projects. The only time a pseudonym has been on the cover of something I've written is due to the publisher (as in the case of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Deathlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;novels I wrote under the house name of "James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Axler&lt;/span&gt;"). I do agree with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Blundell&lt;/span&gt; about "losing your writer's voice" by continually toiling in the creative houses of licensed properties, but I hardly see shame in the work done there either. Good work is good work, and should be recognized as such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-9174643315906387403?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/9174643315906387403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=9174643315906387403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/9174643315906387403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/9174643315906387403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/11/sneaking-in-back-door.html' title='Sneaking In The Back Door?'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-2750208939492923403</id><published>2008-11-02T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:23:32.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Griffith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Six Degrees of Ron Howard's Hairpiece</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="464" height="388" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf?51cf53c5" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=cc65ed650d" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;embed width="464" height="388" flashvars="key=cc65ed650d" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf?51cf53c5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width: 464px;"&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/ron_howard"&gt;Ron Howard&lt;/a&gt; videos at Funny or Die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-2750208939492923403?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/2750208939492923403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=2750208939492923403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2750208939492923403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2750208939492923403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/11/six-degrees-of-ron-howard.html' title='Six Degrees of Ron Howard&apos;s Hairpiece'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-2441667328285560516</id><published>2008-11-02T10:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:18:45.317-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spy Fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>The Many Humiliations of Illya Kuryakin Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SQ37G9ZUNsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bsLb3bUR280/s1600-h/UNCLE+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264139636444509890" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SQ37G9ZUNsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bsLb3bUR280/s400/UNCLE+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;... See the glum expression being worn by our pal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Illya&lt;/span&gt; in the cover photo? Perhaps he is sad at having his head confined in a tiny box, while fellow agent Napoleon Solo gets the full body glory shot, but I think it is because he read the script for this issue and wonders what fresh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;indignities&lt;/span&gt; will be thrust upon him next within the U.N.C.L.E. organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't feel bad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Illya&lt;/span&gt;. James Bond also has&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://shatterhand007.com/Formula/FORMULABondClown.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clown make-up&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;on his resume (although I think you remain the only member of the 1960's spy fraternity to be shot out of a cannon). As witnessed in both story and cover blurb of Gold Key's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Man From U.N.C.L.E&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; #13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-2441667328285560516?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/2441667328285560516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=2441667328285560516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2441667328285560516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2441667328285560516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/11/many-humiliations-of-illya-kuryakin.html' title='The Many Humiliations of Illya Kuryakin Part 1'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SQ37G9ZUNsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bsLb3bUR280/s72-c/UNCLE+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-5506102799657456680</id><published>2008-10-23T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T08:06:08.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Elliott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shatner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>He's A Rock - It - Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most lovers of hammy actors who also like to sing (but should never have gone near a recording studio) have heard or seen Big Bill Shatner's take on Elton John's &lt;em&gt;Rocket Man&lt;/em&gt;, right? A combination of low-tech video special effects and a disintegrating tuxedo - who needs a malfunctioning transporter to deliver multiple Shatners?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DvQwXOCKNLY&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But ... have you seen TV cult fave Chris Eliott's take on the tune (and the performance)? Chris answers the question "Can a parody of a performance that was already a parody the moment it aired still be funny?" with a resounding, "Affirmative!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/56g2gNdWxxw&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally, here's Stewie Griffin's attempt to out-Shatner Shatner. Talk about in-jokes most teenagers wouldn't get (which does dispel the notion that &lt;em&gt;Family Guy&lt;/em&gt; is aimed exclusively at adolescent males). Same goes for all of those musical comedy gags and references as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X-Ajho60XPI&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-5506102799657456680?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/5506102799657456680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=5506102799657456680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5506102799657456680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5506102799657456680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/10/hes-rock-it-man.html' title='He&apos;s A Rock - It - Man!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3932209176236365261</id><published>2008-10-19T14:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:01:16.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shatner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><title type='text'>Reason Number 288 ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPut26cJhMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/53ZXzx9mEAY/s1600-h/Kirk+&amp;amp;+Brains+320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258988148797048002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPut26cJhMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/53ZXzx9mEAY/s400/Kirk+%26+Brains+320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ...why William Shatner will always be my all-time favorite actor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3932209176236365261?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3932209176236365261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3932209176236365261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3932209176236365261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3932209176236365261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/10/reason-number-288_19.html' title='Reason Number 288 ...'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPut26cJhMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/53ZXzx9mEAY/s72-c/Kirk+%26+Brains+320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-7255123352787027702</id><published>2008-10-19T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:58:30.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Waters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange and Unusual'/><title type='text'>Meeting John Waters</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPtLG_-QxfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VnOyF5-yCvk/s1600-h/Me+and+John+Waters+9+21+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258879573509064178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPtLG_-QxfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VnOyF5-yCvk/s400/Me+and+John+Waters+9+21+06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taken September 21, 2006 at the &lt;a href="http://www.carolinatheatre.com/"&gt;Carolina Theatre&lt;/a&gt; in Greensboro, North Carolina.  JW looks dapper (as always) after spending two solid hours discussing his life, career, films and other topics of interest on stage. Waters once had actor Steve Buscemi pose for his annual Christmas Card mailing as "John Waters," but I think a receding hairline that has revealed an incredibly elongated forehead puts him more into looking like a sinister Don Knotts. He also looks oh so tiny next to the lumbering mass o' moi in this photo. If I look worse for wear, it is because I had taught a middle school English class all day before making the drive into downtown G'boro for the event. Not caught by the camera is my freshly signed first edition of Waters' book of essays, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Shock-Value-Tasteful-About-Taste/dp/1560256982/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1224453091&amp;amp;sr=8-3"&gt;Shock Value&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which I discovered eons ago at a used bookstore near Mims, Florida. My love of Waters isn't driven by his legendary film career, but rather from his writing (go figure) ... an oddity that I equate with my love of the music of The Monkees, but indifference to the television show. I think both have to do with how I discovered both Waters and Papa Nez, Davy, Peter and Micky - Waters via his first book (before seeing any of the movies), and the pre-fab four via their albums (after having dismissed the series as a kid).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-7255123352787027702?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/7255123352787027702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=7255123352787027702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/7255123352787027702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/7255123352787027702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/10/meeting-john-waters.html' title='Meeting John Waters'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPtLG_-QxfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VnOyF5-yCvk/s72-c/Me+and+John+Waters+9+21+06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-1289110029535435564</id><published>2008-10-18T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:03:48.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><title type='text'>Trek Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPqllQZJNuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ov61kxZsFvc/s1600-h/StarTrek_Poster07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258697574382647010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPqllQZJNuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ov61kxZsFvc/s400/StarTrek_Poster07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decent enough&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ugo.com/movies/exclusive-star-trek-photo/?cur=interview"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;interview&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with the screenplay writers for the new Trek movie, although the interviewer comes across as a total gibbering schmuck (which is typical these days with web-based interviews, I'm sorry to say). Still, sounds like Kurtzman and Orci did their homework, and one of them is actually a hardcore Star Trek fan to boot. I have high hopes for the storyline, since this is the same team who wrote some of the best episodes of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alias_(TV_series)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(another one of my past television passions).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-1289110029535435564?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/1289110029535435564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=1289110029535435564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1289110029535435564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1289110029535435564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/10/trek-talk.html' title='Trek Talk'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPqllQZJNuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ov61kxZsFvc/s72-c/StarTrek_Poster07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-227596581858969710</id><published>2008-10-18T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:16:14.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><title type='text'>Cute Canine Alert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPoi7pcVXiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qIjpZtelPuo/s1600-h/Sophie+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258553923040796194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPoi7pcVXiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qIjpZtelPuo/s400/Sophie+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Sophie, a recent &lt;a href="http://www.petfinder.com/shelters/NC209.html"&gt;Surry Animal Rescue&lt;/a&gt; girl who has the most adorable eyebrows on a dog I have ever seen. She is blessed with two tan Andy Rooney-like tufts that gives her upper forehead and humble eyes an amazing depth of expression. She's sweet, gentle and has a peaceful soul ... and I think I'm in love. Too bad she's already been promised to my sister-in-law, and will soon be traveling up North to live in Massachusetts. Here's hoping I can negotiate for visitation rights.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-227596581858969710?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/227596581858969710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=227596581858969710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/227596581858969710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/227596581858969710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/10/cute-canine-alert.html' title='Cute Canine Alert!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPoi7pcVXiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qIjpZtelPuo/s72-c/Sophie+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-5099631625300595013</id><published>2008-10-16T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:01:21.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super-Heroes'/><title type='text'>Cool Books You Won't Find At Wal-Mart #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPfWK4N_WTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xsE0bMUdJvc/s1600-h/AgeOfTVHeroes_LRG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257906572356442418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPfWK4N_WTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xsE0bMUdJvc/s400/AgeOfTVHeroes_LRG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Age of TV Heroes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Live-Action Adventures of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your Favorite Comic Book Characters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Jason Hofius and George Khoury&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, as of this writing, you can't find this book &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYWHERE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(the release date isn't until December 17, 2008), but check out that line-up on the cover! George Reeves, Adam West, Lynda Carter and Jackson Bostwick in their super-hero guises that inspired comic book fans throughout the 1950s to the present day as painted by Alex Ross. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inside are interviews with the actors, producers, writers and creators who translated both Marvel and DC heroes alike into living icons for lovers of adventure and fantasy. Thrill to the memories of Nick Hammond (a.k.a. Spider-Man), John Wesley Shipp (The Flash) and even the current voice of Brock Samson himself, Patrick Warburton (or, as he was in his live-action incarnation, The Tick)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friend recently asked me if I ever get excited about anything these days ... well, here's something exciting, and we're all going to have to wait until Christmas to open our present!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-5099631625300595013?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/5099631625300595013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=5099631625300595013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5099631625300595013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/5099631625300595013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/10/cool-books-you-wont-find-at-wal-mart-2.html' title='Cool Books You Won&apos;t Find At Wal-Mart #2'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPfWK4N_WTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xsE0bMUdJvc/s72-c/AgeOfTVHeroes_LRG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-2215005193854202448</id><published>2008-10-12T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T17:07:08.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange and Unusual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Oddest MSN Banner Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPK462IuiqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xO3-B3Uz0sU/s1600-h/93E5EBC8BF7BF58B79AAE6A975D815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256467036198832802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPK462IuiqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xO3-B3Uz0sU/s400/93E5EBC8BF7BF58B79AAE6A975D815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one speaks for itself. Trust me when I say it is the real deal straight to you from the MSN.com homepage, and has been unaltered by yours truly in any form or fashion. I suppose clicking it took you to some strange health article, but I'm still trying to figure out the juxtaposition with the male enlarged breasts "bonus" feature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-2215005193854202448?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/2215005193854202448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=2215005193854202448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2215005193854202448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2215005193854202448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/10/oddest-msn-banner-ever.html' title='Oddest MSN Banner Ever'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SPK462IuiqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xO3-B3Uz0sU/s72-c/93E5EBC8BF7BF58B79AAE6A975D815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-2357589804339741171</id><published>2008-10-09T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:36:55.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spy Fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steranko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marvel Comics'/><title type='text'>Why Steranko Still Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click the classic cover and enjoy the homages!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/tony_robertson_99/Ster_hmgs/ster_homages_pg.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255348271755035666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SO6_aLzsBBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uH5FZkqS6kU/s400/SHIELD+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-2357589804339741171?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/2357589804339741171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=2357589804339741171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2357589804339741171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2357589804339741171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-steranko-still-matters.html' title='Why Steranko Still Matters'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SO6_aLzsBBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uH5FZkqS6kU/s72-c/SHIELD+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-1875586236659966766</id><published>2008-10-05T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:38:05.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venture Bros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edgar Allan Poe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Stuff About Poe ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SOlqs0wfw7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/Y_d0zDrx39s/s1600-h/Brock,+Brock,+Hank+and+Poe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253847758613234610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SOlqs0wfw7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/Y_d0zDrx39s/s400/Brock,+Brock,+Hank+and+Poe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... as written in a "round robin biographical recall" by my 11th graders:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poe had a very bad childhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was cursed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His real mother &amp;amp; wife died at the age of 24.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His step-father didn't like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His last name was Poe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poe was 40 years old when he died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He wrote short stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poe lived in Richmond, VA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His middle name of Allan was not used until after his death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He wrote "The Raven."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poe was most famous for his horror stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poe's horrible life was the reason for the horror stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poe's mother and wife died of TB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He joined the military.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hooked up with his 13-year-old cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had a weird looking mustache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poe could not hold his booze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He liked writing better than I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-1875586236659966766?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/1875586236659966766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=1875586236659966766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1875586236659966766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1875586236659966766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/10/stuff-about-poe.html' title='Stuff About Poe ...'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SOlqs0wfw7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/Y_d0zDrx39s/s72-c/Brock,+Brock,+Hank+and+Poe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-4456088357532427175</id><published>2008-10-04T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:22:35.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sociology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>What Are You Currently Reading?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I know Banned Books Week ends today ... all the more important to keep awareness of it alive for the other 51 weeks of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, with that in mind ... go &lt;a href="http://www.bannedbooksweek.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;to get the basics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, read a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.journalnow.com/content/2008/sep/28/dangerous-books-are-a-big-reason-to-keep-reading/opinion-columnists-jrailey/"&gt;column&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about how "lucky" we are in this part of North Carolina not to have major issues with book banners and their ilk (ah, apathy ...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For a good chuckle, enjoy the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/politics/palin/bannedbooks.asp"&gt;list of books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that then-Mayor Sarah Palin supposedly wanted banned from the Wasilla Public Library (the laugh comes from imagining Palin actually reading even a tenth of these books that made the fake hit list).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally, in honor of Banned Books Week, here' s a quick &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/quiz/2008/sep/26/banned.books.quiz"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SOejfJnTftI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XLHpMVHE1Sw/s1600-h/Of+Mice+and+Men.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253347245903019730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SOejfJnTftI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XLHpMVHE1Sw/s400/Of+Mice+and+Men.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-4456088357532427175?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/4456088357532427175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=4456088357532427175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4456088357532427175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4456088357532427175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-are-you-currently-reading.html' title='What Are You Currently Reading?'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SOejfJnTftI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XLHpMVHE1Sw/s72-c/Of+Mice+and+Men.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-252910974579970577</id><published>2008-09-29T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:02:17.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinyl Toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animated'/><title type='text'>Toons In 3-Dimensions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out this amazing flickr set of &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/scrubbles/sets/72157607421889455/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;View-Master slides&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; courtesy of Matt Hinrichs ... quite simply put, these are some of the most beautiful sculptures of animated images you'll ever see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SOGHze-xqRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JLk72W86P9Y/s1600-h/reel_winnie1_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251627959050152210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SOGHze-xqRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JLk72W86P9Y/s400/reel_winnie1_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-252910974579970577?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/252910974579970577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=252910974579970577' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/252910974579970577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/252910974579970577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/09/toons-in-3-dimensions.html' title='Toons In 3-Dimensions'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SOGHze-xqRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JLk72W86P9Y/s72-c/reel_winnie1_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-8890348809646662644</id><published>2008-09-29T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T09:44:25.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Hey, I Wrote That!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meant to post this at the first of the month instead of the end, but here's the latest book to appear with my byline, as well as my first title from the fine folks at Capstone Press. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Available in both a hardcover "library binding" and a softcover edition for those of us on a budget. Of course, if one believes what one reads on amazon.com, they are both the same price. Yes, the listings for both versions of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The FBI (Cartoon Nation)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are riddled with errors such as having the wrong product description, two authors instead of one (Terry and Collins), incorrect creator bios and a listed page count of 2,660 (instead of the correct 32)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sent amazon a list of corrections just a few moments ago, but have my doubts how long they will take to appear. Click the book cover if you're curious to see for yourself! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADDENDUM:&lt;/span&gt; In less than 24 hours, amazon.com did correct the author's name, but the rest of the errors still stand. Stay tuned for further details (although I must confess to feeling positively like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Pynchon"&gt;Thomas Pynchon&lt;/a&gt; at the thought of crafting a 2,660 page book on the FBI - and a book for young readers at that)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/FBI-Cartoon-Nation-Collins/dp/1429619821/ref=gfix-ews-form"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251855430780561746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SOJWsFNhqVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/398fkKREfb8/s400/FBI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-8890348809646662644?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/8890348809646662644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=8890348809646662644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8890348809646662644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8890348809646662644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-i-wrote-that-despite-what-amazon.html' title='Hey, I Wrote That!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SOJWsFNhqVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/398fkKREfb8/s72-c/FBI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-241288078332740372</id><published>2008-09-27T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:06:39.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Outsiders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul Newman'/><title type='text'>A Ride Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When I stepped out into the bright sunlight of the dark movie house, I had only two things on my mind: Paul Newman, and a ride home."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After teaching the novel &lt;strong&gt;The Outsiders&lt;/strong&gt; for two years, 150 students, and eight middle school classes, I was always saddened when the kids in my charge had no idea who Paul Newman was ... I might well have been talking about obscure stage actors of the 1800's as opposed to an iconic, and, until recently, still active screen presence of the last fifty years. Cultural awareness of this latest generation is a sad state of affairs - which is even more surprising when one considers that teens today have access to more information than any generation before them, and yet seem more blissfully unaware of anything going back further than five years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when reading of Newman's &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/26913988/?GT1=43001"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;death&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today, I wondered if any of the middle school kids I taught who are now in freshmen and sophomores in high school might have taken pause to remember Ponyboy's opening (and closing) lines from S.E. Hinton's book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps. When bringing the middle schoolers up to speed with a list of movies such as &lt;strong&gt;Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, Cool Hand Luke&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;The Sting&lt;/strong&gt; that got me blank stares in return, the only one that ever clicked for them was, ironically, Newman's voice work as Doc Hudson in &lt;strong&gt;Cars&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From what I know of Newman, I think he would have liked that....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SN5Kf01LmAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/etc-2HVHiZw/s1600-h/The+Outsiders+Movie+Poster.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250716126178678786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SN5Kf01LmAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/etc-2HVHiZw/s400/The+Outsiders+Movie+Poster.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-241288078332740372?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/241288078332740372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=241288078332740372' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/241288078332740372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/241288078332740372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/09/ride-home.html' title='A Ride Home'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SN5Kf01LmAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/etc-2HVHiZw/s72-c/The+Outsiders+Movie+Poster.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-10256293990495268</id><published>2008-09-20T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T14:54:02.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cult Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange and Unusual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Found Footage Festival 2008 Preview!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyone who knows me, also knows I love awkward local cable access singing and dancing performances when mashed together with equally surreal corporate training videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sound bizarre? Oh, absolutely. But for now, let this preview (complete with wrestlers!) whet your appetite for the simple insanity of the Found Footage Festival (2008 edition&lt;em&gt;).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9jE9oxkxdt4&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0x9461ca" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-10256293990495268?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/10256293990495268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=10256293990495268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/10256293990495268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/10256293990495268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/09/found-footage-festival-2008-preview.html' title='Found Footage Festival 2008 Preview!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-1016759512477944609</id><published>2008-09-15T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T09:23:12.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange and Unusual'/><title type='text'>Sammy Sings Seltzer Songs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;By this time in the Candy Man's illustrious career, he was singing anything and everything to maintain his lavish cocaine-fueled California lifestyle, as evidenced by this commercial cash-in oddity (possibly free with any purchase of Alka Seltzer). Does anyone out there have a digital download of Sammy warbling "Plop, Plop, Fizz, Fizz?" (Hold on ... just did a search, and yes, someone does have the tune in question!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So click the LP Cover and dig Scattin' Sammy's swinging seltzer soiree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dinosaurgardens.com/archives/51"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246426046126969682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SM8MsTPBU1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/a6whz5hArZ0/s400/The+Sound+of+Sammy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-1016759512477944609?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/1016759512477944609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=1016759512477944609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1016759512477944609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1016759512477944609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/09/sammy-sings-seltzer-songs.html' title='Sammy Sings Seltzer Songs!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SM8MsTPBU1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/a6whz5hArZ0/s72-c/The+Sound+of+Sammy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-6930067448270325823</id><published>2008-08-11T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:15:01.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MST3K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cult Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marvel Comics'/><title type='text'>TV's Frank Waxes On Comic-Con</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cinematictitanic.com/wpmu/blog/2008/08/01/comic-con-carne/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233447008358598466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SKDwU3wLh0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/FgAjPuo8nOU/s400/news-mst3k-frank-conniff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Writer, performer and generally genial guy Frank Conniff (late of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mst3kinfo.com/mstfaq/basics.html"&gt;MST3K &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and Sabrina the Teenage Witch) blogs about this year's Sandy Eggo Comic-Con, and mirrors my own thoughts about funny book-inspired movies and television shows. Check it out by clicking above on Frank's shiny white cowlick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-6930067448270325823?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/6930067448270325823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=6930067448270325823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/6930067448270325823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/6930067448270325823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/08/tvs-frank-waxes-on-comic-con.html' title='TV&apos;s Frank Waxes On Comic-Con'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SKDwU3wLh0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/FgAjPuo8nOU/s72-c/news-mst3k-frank-conniff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-2086747053277077744</id><published>2008-08-09T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:58:33.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eBay'/><title type='text'>PayPal + IRS = Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.auctionbytes.com/cgi-bin/blog/blog.pl?/pl/2008/8/1218129000.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232673558045420098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SJ4w4IzgakI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TA17IjHyto8/s400/PayPal.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More eBay nonsense, crossed over with your tax dollars at work...click &lt;a href="http://blog.auctionbytes.com/cgi-bin/blog/blog.pl?/pl/2008/8/1218129000.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to read all about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-2086747053277077744?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/2086747053277077744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=2086747053277077744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2086747053277077744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2086747053277077744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/08/paypal-irs-love.html' title='PayPal + IRS = Love!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SJ4w4IzgakI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TA17IjHyto8/s72-c/PayPal.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-7428020181992869064</id><published>2008-08-09T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T15:13:10.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spy Fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cult Movies'/><title type='text'>PLAN 9 FROM U.N.C.L.E.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232658250340354386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="295" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SJ4i9HKNyVI/AAAAAAAAADg/U0QucBooQxc/s400/Tor_Johnson.jpg" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SJ4j3A-pSEI/AAAAAAAAADw/jb54BF1z0Og/s1600-h/Uncle+as+Plan+9+Cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232659245113624642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="258" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SJ4j3A-pSEI/AAAAAAAAADw/jb54BF1z0Og/s400/Uncle+as+Plan+9+Cropped.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-7428020181992869064?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/7428020181992869064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=7428020181992869064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/7428020181992869064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/7428020181992869064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/08/plan-9-from-uncle.html' title='PLAN 9 FROM U.N.C.L.E.'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SJ4i9HKNyVI/AAAAAAAAADg/U0QucBooQxc/s72-c/Tor_Johnson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-1590794256229450229</id><published>2008-07-28T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:57:00.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sociology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cult Movies'/><title type='text'>Born Under Punches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SI5rzZSRjLI/AAAAAAAAADY/K5trsgyyTBU/s1600-h/defiance2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228234748128758962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SI5rzZSRjLI/AAAAAAAAADY/K5trsgyyTBU/s400/defiance2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glenn Erickson, the mind and voice of &lt;strong&gt;DVD Savant&lt;/strong&gt;, recently posted his thoughts at film.com on the &lt;a href="http://www.film.com/dvds/story/whatever-happened-great-fight-scenes/11597476/21896136"&gt;lost art of the fight scene in modern-day movie making&lt;/a&gt;. I agree with most of his sentiments (while &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has much to recommend it, the action sequences are confusing and impossible to follow - I dare anyone to keep up with the opening conflict in the parking deck upon a first viewing), and his six choices for classic movie "fights."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My addition to his list of classics comes from the obscure 1980 thriller &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0080605/"&gt;Defiance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, with Jan Michael-Vincent. I caught this at the Bright Leaf Drive-In on a double bill and recall little of the plot (something about a gang of hoods trying to drive Danny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aiello&lt;/span&gt; and other hapless cast members out of their apartment building), but vividly remember the climatic brutal battle between Vincent's ex-marine and the head of the gang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friends and myself were amazed at how "realistic" it seemed when compared to most movie fights. The two were bloodied, uncivilized, and used an array of unsporting-like and simply mean techniques as they bashed each other ... even staying entangled down a flight of stairs. To this day, I can't think of being impacted by any other filmed fight in such a manner. Highly recommended, and worth tracking down for a look (which sadly is not on DVD, but readily available via bootleg).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-1590794256229450229?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/1590794256229450229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=1590794256229450229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1590794256229450229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1590794256229450229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/07/born-under-punches.html' title='Born Under Punches'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SI5rzZSRjLI/AAAAAAAAADY/K5trsgyyTBU/s72-c/defiance2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3665008502388432699</id><published>2008-07-27T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:54:16.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertising'/><title type='text'>Live Action Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Straight from the kitchens of Shoney's and the San Diego Con, I present to you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Share photos on twitter with Twitpic" href="http://twitpic.com/5d9t"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Share photos on twitter with Twitpic" src="http://twitpic.com/show/thumb/5d9t.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3665008502388432699?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3665008502388432699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3665008502388432699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3665008502388432699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3665008502388432699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/07/live-action-big-boy.html' title='Live Action Big Boy'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-1964226724417547954</id><published>2008-07-21T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:00:32.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Steve's Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thesneeze.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225504547095944530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SIS4sx3XnVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rwqwQpaCMNg/s400/chimp.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay! Steve and "The Sneeze" is back after a long absence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click the link! Go! Read! Laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-1964226724417547954?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/1964226724417547954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=1964226724417547954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1964226724417547954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1964226724417547954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/07/steves-back.html' title='Steve&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SIS4sx3XnVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rwqwQpaCMNg/s72-c/chimp.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-2234080611293325771</id><published>2008-07-19T16:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:01:07.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super-Heroes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Bat-Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SIJ_SAcEjCI/AAAAAAAAADI/lAKqxsgAbv8/s1600-h/Batlove+Panel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224878465035308066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SIJ_SAcEjCI/AAAAAAAAADI/lAKqxsgAbv8/s400/Batlove+Panel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fear I have long forgotten where I snagged this Silver-Age Justice League of America panel (my apologies to the online wit who discovered it first), but it is simply too funny not to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be sure and click the image for maximum readability!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-2234080611293325771?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/2234080611293325771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=2234080611293325771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2234080611293325771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2234080611293325771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/07/bat-love.html' title='Bat-Love!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SIJ_SAcEjCI/AAAAAAAAADI/lAKqxsgAbv8/s72-c/Batlove+Panel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-2792571141677794324</id><published>2008-07-18T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:45:19.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venture Bros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super-Heroes'/><title type='text'>Winged Black Super-Hero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SIFlBPzgH0I/AAAAAAAAADA/pU68lOuDIpA/s1600-h/Venture+Bros+Episode+33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224568114823307074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SIFlBPzgH0I/AAAAAAAAADA/pU68lOuDIpA/s400/Venture+Bros+Episode+33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megomuseum.com/"&gt;Mego&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shout out this past week in the newest episode of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Venture Bros!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doctor Orpheus shows off his new prototype action figures for "The Order of the Triad" to his teammates Jefferson Twilight and the Alchemist. Both are suitably impressed ("Merchandising! That's where the money's at!") until being told Hasbro turned down their proposal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still, Jefferson is impressed with the customization work: "Did you sculpt them yourself?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Orpheus: "Oh, heavens no! Yours is an old repainted Mego Falcon."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Alchemist figure was, amusingly, a "Spock with a bald spot."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-2792571141677794324?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/2792571141677794324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=2792571141677794324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2792571141677794324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/2792571141677794324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/07/winged-black-super-hero.html' title='Winged Black Super-Hero!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SIFlBPzgH0I/AAAAAAAAADA/pU68lOuDIpA/s72-c/Venture+Bros+Episode+33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3026057269713843049</id><published>2008-07-15T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:23:57.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bionics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Million Dollar Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bigfoot'/><title type='text'>Bigfoot Entry of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm currently researching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; favorite missing link for a book project, which is leading me to some interesting articles and features that I'll be sharing in upcoming weeks. The photo below of Lee Majors in an odd-choice of porn star mustache, an obviously embarrassed Lindsay Wagoner and Ted "Lurch" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cassidy&lt;/span&gt; in a ratty Grizzly Adams beard and matching bearskin rug, is my quintessential memory of Bigfoot in the 1970s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you click the photo, it will take you to an article about not only Sasquatch, but also bionics and real-world applications! The author even name checks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Search Of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun fact:&lt;/strong&gt; The bionic version of 'the Foot' is what my father used to terrorize my baby sister into going to bed or otherwise behaving in the mid-seventies! Amusingly, Bigfoot went on to become an almost mythical presence -- like a furry tooth fairy or monster under the bed in our household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://flowtv.org/?p=796"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223338395121834482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SH0GmI7lWfI/AAAAAAAAACo/t2VaonnLyfI/s320/lindsay-lee-bigfoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3026057269713843049?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3026057269713843049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3026057269713843049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3026057269713843049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3026057269713843049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/07/bigfoot-entry-of-day.html' title='Bigfoot Entry of the Day'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SH0GmI7lWfI/AAAAAAAAACo/t2VaonnLyfI/s72-c/lindsay-lee-bigfoot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3472001588527840150</id><published>2008-07-14T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:14:16.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super-Heroes'/><title type='text'>A Selection of Books Finished in Recent Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soon I Will Be Invincible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Deconstructive super-heroism as recommended by Jackson Publick (co-creator of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Venture Bros.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;). I ended up coming away feeling about this book the same way I did about the movie &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hancock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Amazing first half that addresses tried and true super-hero material in a new way, a middling second half that loses focus and, perhaps, tries too hard to make a ‘grand statement,’ and an ending that, while still shaky, still manages to ultimately redeem the material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Alchemist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fife-affirming fable about finding what you think you really want, and how to respond when you do. Recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wally’s World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressing biography of comic book artist Wally Wood. Overwritten in several places, but well researched and done with love. Even with several (SEVERAL) chapters devoted to comic book history and filling-in-the-blanks of the industry for non-comics readers, this remains a “for fans only” tome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Petey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreaking young adult novel based on a true story about the relationship between a troubled teen and an elderly man suffering from cerebral palsy. This one will make you cry (I did).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Batman: Hush Returns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poorly written and drawn collection of Batman comic book stories centering on the villain Hush and his vendetta against the Dark Knight. The Joker subplot is the only thing that makes the volume redeemable, but even that uses chunks of Alan Moore and Brian Bolland’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Killing Joke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as the basis. Everything that is "bad" about modern-day Batman comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Superman: Red Son Rising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Surprisingly effective Elseworlds take on the Superman saga as filtered through a Communist Russia lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Boy Detective Fails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most impressive novel I’ve read in several years. Deconstructs the notion of the “boy sleuth” by revealing his sad middle age, the fates of his foes, and the final mystery involving his mystery-solving sister. Being someone who adored the Three Investigators and Encyclopedia Brown, this book spoke to me on a series of levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Then We Came To The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;An amusing and touching look at 90’s corporate America. Not as good as the hype would have you believe, but well worth reading if you have ever worked in a cube or dealt with middle-management types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Born Standing Up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Martin bears all in regards to his stand-up career, with time spent on his formative years as a child, and the rich career in movies and literature brought to him via hard work and focused applications of talent. Martin is amazing – find this in the audio book form if you can to fully appreciate how well written a bio this truly is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DC Guide To Action Figures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of photos, very little text, and a total waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fargo Rock City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Heavy metal dreams as filtered through the twisted sensibility of the American Midwest’s own Chuck Klosterman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Killing Yourself To Live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Chuck Klosterman. A reflective journey across America searching out meaning from ‘death sites’ of famous musicians and how it applies to his own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thought provoking look at human perception, information retrieval and retention of same … you’ll never “see” the world around you again in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Am America (And So Can You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Stephen Colbert and a horde of television writers bring his “message” to the masses. Amusing, but not as nearly good as The Daily Show’s take on the American History textbook &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;America&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freakonomics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful non-fiction that actually makes economics and numbers a viable, living presence. A book that will truly "make you think." Witty and recommended&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3472001588527840150?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3472001588527840150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3472001588527840150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3472001588527840150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3472001588527840150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/07/selection-of-books-finished-in-recent.html' title='A Selection of Books Finished in Recent Months'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3365629164677209872</id><published>2008-06-25T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:25:03.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kung Fu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coloring Books'/><title type='text'>Hey, I Wrote That!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SGKOMt77uTI/AAAAAAAAACg/OIZKdGwDlUc/s1600-h/26200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215887667589003570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SGKOMt77uTI/AAAAAAAAACg/OIZKdGwDlUc/s320/26200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feel the Thunder! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; Panda&lt;/strong&gt; Coloring and Activity Books from Kappa Publishing are on sale now! Choose from three 32 page originals ("Go Po!" "Panda-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Monium&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; Crew") with a beginning, middle and end as I wrote 'em or go for the extra value meal that mashes the trio into two new 96 page configurations with extra pages written for a fourth unpublished book. I personally recommend "Go Po!" as my favorite of the trio. Be warned that the larger books don't flow as logically as their shorter cousins and come minus the bonus goodies (tattoos, stickers and the like) found in the glossier and shorter versions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3365629164677209872?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3365629164677209872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3365629164677209872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3365629164677209872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3365629164677209872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-i-wrote-that.html' title='Hey, I Wrote That!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SGKOMt77uTI/AAAAAAAAACg/OIZKdGwDlUc/s72-c/26200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-9179261488176047504</id><published>2008-06-15T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:26:48.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eBay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Running Men &amp; Promo Discs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just some interesting blog and blog entries while catching up on my reading tonight: Allison Morris on the overuse and misuse of &lt;a href="http://www.publishersweekly.com/blog/660000266/post/1020027102.html"&gt;book cover silhouettes&lt;/a&gt; and Ina Steiner on the &lt;a href="http://www.auctionbytes.com/cab/abn/y08/m06/i12/s01"&gt;latest eBay nonsense&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-9179261488176047504?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/9179261488176047504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=9179261488176047504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/9179261488176047504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/9179261488176047504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/06/running-men-promo-discs.html' title='Running Men &amp; Promo Discs'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-8759068264439504300</id><published>2008-05-03T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T19:51:30.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krofft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science Fiction'/><title type='text'>Lost In Hollywood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, once again, a television property is taken into the hands of what passes for creativity in Hollywood these days and given the "Superstar" treatment ... this time, via the rapidly slowing down, yet still formidable Will Farrell comedy express.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The awful &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I-Spy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ... the wretched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wild Wild West&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (minus the "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" in the title of the series) ... the feh-factor of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Avengers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. -- craptacular and unwatchable wastes of time that shrived up to a squeaking husk when placed next to the originals, and are best left forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next up before the box office executioner is my beloved 1970s childhood friend, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Land of the Lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ... which, despite the under budgeted special effects and wince-inducing acting, was never designed as a show "for kids." With science fiction writers like David Gerrold and D.C. Fontana on board, the series was heady stuff with a detailed mythology and logic that crushed the rest of the sci-fi and fantasy live-action tripe hoisted on the Saturday-Morning set (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jason of Star Command&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, anyone? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ark II&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course, the folks in charge of this movie remake seem to think they are making a comedy. Even the director says, "There is a sense of humor that I loved from the original show ..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are we talking about the same series? All our director is recalling are the surface details of a show with no budget shot under the time constrictions of kid-vid. There is no recognition of actually having watched the series. Frankly, smirking at shitty blue-screen work doesn't take a lot of wit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Land of the Lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wasn't &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Electra Woman and Dyna Girl, Dr. Shinker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigmund and the Sea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monsters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, okay? The show was played earnestly and straight ... not campy and stupid. Remaking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOTL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as a comedy makes about as much sense has giving us a deadly serious &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get Smart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (a TV remake that actually looks watchable, since the powers-that-be appear to be adhering to the spirit of the show). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, this is one movie remake that is actually being made ... unlike the never-produced Jim Carrey yuk-fest of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Six Million Dollar Man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (shudders). And, since we don't want Will Ferrell as a daddy, we get him hamming it up with a stand-up comedian and a hot babe instead of a son and daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus God. Didn't &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bewitched&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; teach Ferrell anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still, they got one thing right ... check out the Sleestak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196349252919524050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SB0kHTUietI/AAAAAAAAACY/F_P-I02bdJ0/s320/landoflostsleestak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-8759068264439504300?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/8759068264439504300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=8759068264439504300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8759068264439504300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8759068264439504300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost-in-hollywood.html' title='Lost In Hollywood'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SB0kHTUietI/AAAAAAAAACY/F_P-I02bdJ0/s72-c/landoflostsleestak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-6140033799502382846</id><published>2008-05-01T06:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:26:09.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sociology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science Fiction'/><title type='text'>Welcome To The Grid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,347212,00.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195405317892110994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SBnJnDUiepI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gDBhi1I9EIE/s320/Grid-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Has your Internet been running slow as of recent ...? Click the graphic to learn about what might speed things along in the near future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Somehow, I sense my future is going to be spent buying new computer equipment and paying higher prices for faster connections ...).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-6140033799502382846?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/6140033799502382846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=6140033799502382846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/6140033799502382846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/6140033799502382846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome-to-grid.html' title='Welcome To The Grid'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SBnJnDUiepI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gDBhi1I9EIE/s72-c/Grid-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-8123134486746783996</id><published>2008-04-13T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:01:40.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Night of the Lepus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SAI1lyvMO7I/AAAAAAAAABw/hCrC-lxxU9g/s1600-h/Terrified+Niece+&amp;amp;+Nephew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188768644075371442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SAI1lyvMO7I/AAAAAAAAABw/hCrC-lxxU9g/s400/Terrified+Niece+%26+Nephew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My niece and nephew enjoy a recent visit with the Easter Bunny ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-8123134486746783996?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/8123134486746783996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=8123134486746783996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8123134486746783996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8123134486746783996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/04/night-of-lepus.html' title='Night of the Lepus'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SAI1lyvMO7I/AAAAAAAAABw/hCrC-lxxU9g/s72-c/Terrified+Niece+%26+Nephew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-8398669173530155617</id><published>2008-04-09T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T09:29:17.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Cool Books You Won't Find At Wal-Mart #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SAI0nSvMO6I/AAAAAAAAABo/CsSvsGSVpRc/s1600-h/life+of+the+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188767570333547426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SAI0nSvMO6I/AAAAAAAAABo/CsSvsGSVpRc/s400/life+of+the+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Life Of The Party' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Visual History of S.S. Adams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Makers of Pranks &amp;amp; Magic For 100 Years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, I present to you a pop culture tome of essential reading fun for kids of all ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all of the mondo-keen goodies from the back pages of the comics of our pasts ... goodies that we either sent away for and were disappointed with upon arrival ... or wish we had sent away for, never did, and were &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; disappointed over, because we always wondered what we had missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured in full color are the actual items themselves, as gazed upon in dime stores and truck stops by a multitude of children. Gags, jokes, tricks and novelities .., along with rarities, original store branding and ads, letters, trivia, company history and much much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardcover, 200 pages, and oversized at a generous 9" by 12" ... just from the sample pages alone, this is a sumptous treat that will bring back a calvacade of memories. Author Kirk Demarais &lt;a href="http://www.secretfunspot.com/"&gt;http://www.secretfunspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; has created an amazing piece of printed shared memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why such an undertaking of love seems to be a well-kept secret is beyond me, but I am delighted to have discovered it all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the GLOP to be swept away to where you can order a copy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ssadams.com/book.php"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187432961572385074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R_12y1qssTI/AAAAAAAAABg/MroPARMgiwU/s320/GLOP!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-8398669173530155617?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/8398669173530155617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=8398669173530155617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8398669173530155617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/8398669173530155617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/04/cool-books-you-wont-find-at-wal-mart-1.html' title='Cool Books You Won&apos;t Find At Wal-Mart #1'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/SAI0nSvMO6I/AAAAAAAAABo/CsSvsGSVpRc/s72-c/life+of+the+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3297278578486172032</id><published>2008-04-06T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:10:54.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlon Heston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Omega Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cult Movies'/><title type='text'>Soylent Green Is Made Out Of Heston ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186137037160890450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R_jcKHB4wFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/FEqVCqd-yCM/s320/The-Omega-Man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R_jcT3B4wGI/AAAAAAAAABY/wMdu33af6jo/s1600-h/MooreHeston.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a love/hate relationship with Big Chuck ... his politics in recent decades were appalling, but I loved watching him gnash his teeth in&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Planet of the Apes, Soylent Green&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and that eternal touchstone of my youthful CBS Late Night Movie viewing days, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Omega Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget, Charlton Heston is also the guy who gave Orson Welles his last chance to make a Hollywood financed movie resulting in the late noir masterpiece &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Touch of Evil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, feuded with, and yet backed Sam Peckinpah against the studio in regards to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Major Dundee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and was still gracious enough in his declining health to give an interview to Michael Moore in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bowling For&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Columbine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that was as uncomfortable to watch as you might imagine (and I like Moore). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, like I say ... love/hate. The thing to remember, as always, is to reflect upon and relish the work and not the actor (or writer, or director).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible way for such a virile actor to die however, that's for damn sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3297278578486172032?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3297278578486172032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3297278578486172032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3297278578486172032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3297278578486172032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/04/soylent-green-is-made-out-of-heston.html' title='Soylent Green Is Made Out Of Heston ...'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R_jcKHB4wFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/FEqVCqd-yCM/s72-c/The-Omega-Man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-4399493236383763659</id><published>2008-04-03T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:13:41.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carole King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maurice Sendak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animated'/><title type='text'>Whoopie Once! Whoopie Twice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R_Tx23B4wEI/AAAAAAAAABI/QGilVtbKZww/s1600-h/103597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185034995797377090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R_Tx23B4wEI/AAAAAAAAABI/QGilVtbKZww/s320/103597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I'm flashing back to 1975.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was eight years old, and if memory serves, was exposed to the animated "Really Rosie" as a syndicated special. The half hour video &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;adapted&lt;/span&gt; the poetry and artwork of Maurice Sendak, best known then and now for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where The Wild Things &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. In less than 30 minutes, a &lt;/span&gt;short series of books called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Nutshell Library&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was set to music and performed by the legendary Carole King.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For decades afterwards, songs such as "One Was Johnny" and Chicken Soup With Rice," were lodged in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flash forward to last year on a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Massachusetts&lt;/span&gt;, when I was able to pick up a copy of the special on VHS in a used book store. Said video was filed away, with my thinking I would enjoy it again when the time was right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, the time was right. I had a half-hour hole in my lesson plan on poetry, so I screened the video for my eighth grade middle school classes (I teach English, by the way) to reinforce the concepts of alliteration and rhyme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't sure the admittedly dated animation would hold some of the attention of today's kids ... but, amazingly enough, all of my blocks were well-behaved, and seemed to really enjoy the special! There was no sleeping, and talking was non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;existant&lt;/span&gt;. A pleasant surprise, and one that helped me to remember that even today's jaded teens are still children in so many ways....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-4399493236383763659?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/4399493236383763659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=4399493236383763659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4399493236383763659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4399493236383763659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/04/whoopie-once-whoopie-twice.html' title='Whoopie Once! Whoopie Twice!'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R_Tx23B4wEI/AAAAAAAAABI/QGilVtbKZww/s72-c/103597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-1097565355219850112</id><published>2008-03-28T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T20:11:59.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super-Heroes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hulk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Bixby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marvel Comics'/><title type='text'>Don't Make Me Angry ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Having watched every single one of these episodes as a kid during the original run of the series, I remember thinking that David Banner was the clumsiest man I'd ever seen on television. I mean, the character of Banner made Soupy Sales look like the epitome of grace ... but the Soupster never uttered lines such as "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, MAN!" with anything close to the gusto of Bill Bixby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennethjohnson.us/HulkOutList.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182982164638646274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2m0XB4wAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cDkZqqQHi5M/s320/Hulk.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So, click ol' Greenskin to enjoy a list of every single indignity suffered by Dr. David Banner that caused him to slip in a pair of white contact lenses, shred his shirt, and "Hulk Out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-1097565355219850112?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/1097565355219850112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=1097565355219850112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1097565355219850112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/1097565355219850112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-make-me-angry.html' title='Don&apos;t Make Me Angry ....'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2m0XB4wAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cDkZqqQHi5M/s72-c/Hulk.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-3266116522700037931</id><published>2008-02-21T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:09:31.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinyl Toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evan Dorkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slave Labor'/><title type='text'>A Carton of Hate &amp; A Wedge of Spite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have to confess that I have eased off the throttle of the collecting train in recent years, but at times there are toys that demand to be purchased and enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Case in point, these wonderful replicas of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://evandorkin.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evan Dorkin's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; mayhem loving dairy products, Milk and Cheese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;They are the perfect additions to my custom M&amp;amp;C color illustration where they burn down my beloved Mayberry and urinate on the grave of Otis Campbell. One of these days, I'll get a good color scan of said scene (obtained in a Fisher-Price Ferris Wheel toy-trade with Evan years ago) and slap it up for all to enjoy, but for now use your imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As far as I know, I actually have all of the M&amp;amp;C merchandise (what little there is), such as the figural magnet, the magnet set and the trading cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As for the Milk and Cheese Vinyl Figures set, see the photo below. These retail for $69.99 off the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slgcomic.com/product-exec/product_id/557/nm/Milk_Cheese_Vinyl_Toys"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slave Labor website&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, but can be found for $20.00 less on eBay (which is where I got mine). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R72PMd6Nr-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/uvqCapETjNk/s1600-h/milk+and+cheese+vinyl+figures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169445391641194466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R72PMd6Nr-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/uvqCapETjNk/s320/milk%2Band%2Bcheese%2Bvinyl%2Bfigures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-3266116522700037931?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/3266116522700037931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=3266116522700037931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3266116522700037931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/3266116522700037931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/02/carton-of-hate-wedge-of-spite.html' title='A Carton of Hate &amp; A Wedge of Spite'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R72PMd6Nr-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/uvqCapETjNk/s72-c/milk%2Band%2Bcheese%2Bvinyl%2Bfigures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653704622536505350.post-4616221840591190062</id><published>2008-02-20T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:08:57.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Morning Haiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday Morning, February 15&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bitter cold morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dawn sky is pink coral&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frost adorns the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653704622536505350-4616221840591190062?l=popculturedebris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/feeds/4616221840591190062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653704622536505350&amp;postID=4616221840591190062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4616221840591190062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653704622536505350/posts/default/4616221840591190062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popculturedebris.blogspot.com/2008/02/morning-haiku.html' title='Morning Haiku'/><author><name>POP CULTURE DEBRIS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650887652622255703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hbw2Qms2qbA/R-2o23B4wCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aTBbDbFFGgc/S220/terryc.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
