Over at the Radio Spirits blog (the paying gig), glasses are raised in tribute to the eighty-second anniversary of Lum and Abner, one of the true delights of the Golden Age of Radio and, as I stated in the first post on this blog (that would be the non-paying gig) so many years ago, the very first old-time radio program I listened to. (It was broadcast over WCAW in the city of my birth,
Some outside RS projects are going to keep me occupado for
the next couple of weeks, so I won’t be able to get to any of the usual
shenanigans involving Don Winslow or the gang that make up Mayberry Mondays. I do, however, want to thank a couple of my
fellow classic film scribes for doling out coveted blog trophies to TDOY within
the past few weeks or so: from the irrepressible Brian Schuck (I don’t actually
know if he’s irrepressible—I just like using that adjective) at Films from Beyond the Time Barrier (dun-dun-DUN!!!), the highly-sought-after and green-with-envy-coveted
Liebster Award. (“Liebster” is German
for “meme,” by the way.) I profusely
apologize for not thanking Brian earlier for this award (he slid it my way back
in the early part of April); I had it in my “to-do” box and for one reason or
another kept ignoring it until it finally
grew to gargantuan proportions and went on a rampage, heckbent on destroying
the world! (Well, in keeping with the
theme of his blog and all.)
Just when I was convinced that this couldn’t possibly be
topped, Aurora at Once Upon a Screen risked certain embarrassment and ostracization through cue card reading by
bestowing upon this ‘umble scrap of the blogosphere the Versatile Blogger Award. (Aurora
also maintains a classic TV blog, How Sweet it Was—I need to remind myself to
mention this more often.) Multiple mea culpas to her for not acknowledging her kind gesture in a more timely fashion...and suffice it to
say, both of these honors have left my gob positively smacked.
And now here’s the disappointing part: I’m supposed to be a
good net citizen and pass these on to other worthy blogs but I’ve just recently
started a rebellious phase whereupon I’m breaking all the rules. Seriously.
(Just yesterday, I only waited a half-hour to go swimming after
eating. Born to be mild, baby.) These awards also want people to reveal
things about themselves, and I’ve just run out of interesting things to say
about me. (I could make some up—“I’m
married to…uh…er…Morgan Fairchild...yeah...that’s the ticket!”—but it wouldn’t be
right.)
Besides, if you’re curious to hear me prattle on about
myself, I invite you to walk, single file, over to All Good Things—where my
friend Monty had me over as the subject of his monthly “Be My Guest” feature. I had a lot of fun answering
his questions despite the fact that I always get a little self-conscious about
things like that…as a famous cartoon rabbit once remarked: “Oh, I’m so
unimportant!”
The next time we get together on the blog, it will be to
talk about a classic episode of the TV series Checkmate, “Brooding Fixation” (03/14/62 )—which I will be writing as
my entry in The Mary Astor Blogathon, sponsored by Dor at Tales of the Easily Distracted and Ruth at Silver Screenings.
(I’m scheduled for May 7.)
7 comments:
All accolades earned by you and TDoY are truly deserved. You're a fine writer, Ivan, and I always enjoy your blog (even if I leave fewer supportive comments than I should).
Whoa daddy, check out the beard on Ivan in his new facebook photo (right margin).
Man, I am so gonna tug on that if we ever meet face to face, Ivan.
All accolades earned by you and TDoY are truly deserved. You're a fine writer, Ivan, and I always enjoy your blog (even if I leave fewer supportive comments than I should).
Thanks, Rick! (Uh...the check's gonna be a bit late this month--the landscaper cost a bit more than the 'rents and I estimated.)
Whoa daddy, check out the beard on Ivan in his new facebook photo (right margin).
Pay no attention to the man on the Facebook badge! ("Badges? We ain't got no badges. We don't need no badges. I don't have to show you any stinkin' badges.")
Wait ... I could have tugged on the beard???? I missed a golden damn opportunity!!! (But you really ARE Santa, right, Mr. Shreve?)
But you really ARE Santa, right, Mr. Shreve?
Of course I am! Merrrrrry Blog-mas!!!
Sleeps with the whiskers outside the covers-- the cold air makes them grrrrrrrow!
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