But if you are Pittsburghly curious, March 20 has been designated “Won’t You Wear Your Sweater Day” in honor of what would have been Fred Rogers’ 80th Birthday. Mr. McFeeley is here to tell you more:
What, that wasn’t enough schmaltz for you? Ha. I hit you in the tear ducts now! Hee yah!
And because I’m from the town with the great football team, one more: Myron Cope, longtime Pittsburgh Steelers broadcaster and possessed of the most bizarre yet infectious radio voice and personality, died Wednesday at the age of 79. Cope was a fantastic sportswriter and a color commentator for the Steelers radio broadcast for 35 years. Cope invented the Terrible Towel, which he talks about in the slightly bizarre ESPN video below. There are two Terrible Towels hanging in our house from the window shades in the living room, much to the dismay of houseguests unfamiliar with the Towel.
by SB Sarah • Friday, February 22, 2008 at 10:02 AM
Friday videos this week are my attempts to cheer everyone up with some evil: both of them are horrible earworms of the first degree. You’ll be humming one or both for hours.
First, from Barb Ferrer, we have Petula Clark, an entirely catchy song, and some of the most incredible prancing dancers I’ve ever seen. They have legs like Gumby.
And second, from Rebecca, we have this incredibly treacly tribute to girl ballads, one that will move into your brain and refuse to leave, like an antibiotic-resistant ear infection (God forbid).
In other news, while cruising YouTube (that sounds naughty - whee!) I found out that in 2006 Emma Bunton aka Baby Spice covered Edie Brickell & New Bohemian’s “What I Am.” For the love of salad cream, why did she do that?
This video sort of defies description. All I’ll say is that you’ll get to see Adam West as Batman doing the Batusi with a buncha white people in Egyptian drag.
We have hardcore, emocore, nerdcore, queercore--behold, we now have tardcore! (Props to Katie [of Nebula Haiku fame] for that word.)
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I remember reading these!! You read her side of the story (in first person) then you flipped the book over and read his side (again, first person). After reading the whole book you got the complete picture of what happened.…
My copy of the three-armed lady isn’t new, but is in very good shape for its age… and signed to boot. The connecting story, Candle in the Window, is also signed. Perhaps I should move them…
I can’t say I’ve seen a lot of clever viral marketing campaigns launched by authors. There were the authors wearing swan hats and manga costumes at RWA. Those created a bit…
Hokay, I simply don’t believe that Chuck’s writing made anyone pass out at a reading. Throw up, maybe, especially if the reading was after-hours at a sleazy bar. But pass out, no.