I bet if I say the name Fred Stoller, you won’t know who I’m talking about. But if you see his picture, you can probably bring to mind a guest role of his. In fact, you can probably even hear his whiny, nasally voice — pretty much his trademark. Fred Stoller is pretty much the ultimate “Hey, It’s That Guy!” He’s had guest roles on Seinfeld, Friends, Everybody Loves Raymond, Scrubs, and many other series. But he’s never really broken out of that guest role — hoping each time […]
Goes way beyond “typical stage mother”
This probably should have been titled, “Diary of the surviving daughter of an un-medicated, hyper-controlling manic-depressive”, but that may have a bit much for the cover. “My childish blackmail started with toys and ended with a pony. Naturally. Though by the end, I couldn’t help feeling bought and sold myself.” Melissa Francis started acting at six months old, when she was added into a bathtub during a commercial to cheer up her older sister (a veteran at six years old). She reached national fame a few years later […]
“We went to the moon to have fun, but the moon turned out to completely suck.”
Here’s another YA novel with an interesting concept, but less than stellar execution. “I don’t know when they first had feeds. Like maybe, fifty or a hundred years ago. Before that, they had to use their hands and their eyes. Computers were all outside the body. They carried them around outside of them, in their hands, like if you carried your lungs in a briefcase and opened it to breathe.” Feed takes place sometime in the future, with flying cars and Spring Break on the moon. […]
I have just read Mark Twain for the first time.
I am ashamed to admit that until this past week, I had never read any Mark Twain. How does a person enter their 6th decade of life, born and raised in the United States, and not have read Tom Sawyer or Huckleberry Finn? I have no explanations or excuses, but I thank Badkittyuno, who drew my name in the holiday book exchange, for guarding my shameful confession and sending both books to me. In some respects the two classic novels are like a lot of […]