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Public service announcement: Kalan Porter JayDee Bixby Theresa Sokyrka Brian Melo...and, er, Matt Dusk....

OK, sorry. It's only that I was starting to quite enjoy the whole 'readers suddenly flocking over in actual droves' bit, and couldn't figure out any other reason for it. I am really trying to maintain an air of 'for the love of the craft' about this latest project, and succeeding I think rather well...quite a few of the current readership will recognize what a change that is...but I've come to the conclusion that love of craft and love of an audience can't ever be fully extricated one from another, unless the craftee happens to be either a saint or a genius, which, yeah.

Anyway, now that I've got everyone's attention, time to admit that I kinda sorta lied totally about being through with the Bob & Ray article, and when not cheering the Packers through the NFL playoffs have in fact spent much of the time between LJ entries working it up into a more sophisticated and detailed - ie., 6000-word - version.
This isn't to announce I'm planning to repost; only that if anybody out there isn't completely sick of my obsession with a couple of comedians, and feels like playing beta reader for this sucker before I start poking around seeing if any magazine-type site on the Net would be interested...let me know (at the email addy under 'User Info'), it would be greatly appreciated.


Now back to this week's entertainment. Which is competitive reality TV, as per the Food Network and, really, go back and look it up.

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Public service announcement: Y'know what would make a great gift this holiday season? Fashion sweaters from the Bay. Get two or three of 'em - heck, run right down that list, maybe all the way to Fido.
Cashmere would be good, but really, any natural or acrylic fibre will do - it's not like Gramma's gonna know the difference. C'mon now, who doesn't lurve big poufy sweaters in the middle of a cold winter? All that softness, all that coziness, all that ability to maximise your honey's resemblance to an adorable stuffed animal except with breasts...
...Seriously, those of us whose job satisfaction - not to say overall sanity - is closely tied in to how much of this winter's 'hot trend' their bosses see left on the shelves in April will really, really thank you.

Public service announcement for that-one-mystery-IP#-from-Vancouver-who's-logged-in-like-thirty-times-in-two-weeks: Thanks, it's appreciated. Even if it turns out only to be by a random search engine bot. Always nice to be needed.

Bob & Ray moment of the week (yep, it's the random spillage of love that just keeps on giving): A skit from late 1959 that features Bob agreeing to help with a preview scene of Mary McGoon's (performed by Ray) new radio drama. For those of you keeping track at home, we end up with Ray 's character approving Bob's voice for a character he's performing opposite Ray's character performing another character in the drama, while Ray prompts both his character and Bob from the script. After which Ray's character complains to Bob that his character's voice could've used more of an Italian accent.


So I was musing over the State of the Blog the other day, and it occurred that for a journal that was founded on a series of critiques of Canadian Idol, this one contains precious little in the way of lightheartedly obsessive analysis.

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So what do you do with the Sunday after being sick?

You know how it is: that limbo you get trapped in when you're about ready to take back responsibility for entertaining yourself from your bodily functions, but still not feeling quite well enough to face rejoining a society that will expect you to form an opinion on whether Britney or K-Fed deserve the kids this week. So you try to pacify yourself with putting on fresh pyjamas and watching other people be interesting on the Food Network, or if you're still feeling the effects of the Nyquil, the Discovery Channel...

...Erm, not that this is my usual post-illness syndrome, or anything. For one thing, I also put on fresh fuzzy slipper socks. Then I sit down at the computer and 'fall to snipping and spoiling', as Louisa M. Alcott put it. I've been known to download at least six lavishly impractical free trials before breakfast.



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