Food like this makes me so nervous...even just looking at picture of it does. KFC's newest "sandwich" is supposed to debut tomorrow (Monday the 12th) from what I hear.

I have never been able to eat crap like this without feeling like a food whore immediately afterward...maybe like people who have one night stands feel the morning after?

Don't get me wrong...just because I call it "crap" doesn't mean I don't want some of it  (well not this necessarily, but I do have a weakness for other junk like Ben and Jerry's, Red Robin burgers...the list goes on!) ...part of the pleasure in denying yourself something is in how much you want it in the first place.

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I've already briefly mentioned seeing this zombie anthology and buying it in the bookstore but now that I've actually started reading it...wow! I'm only on the fourth story in the collection, but one of them ("What Maisie Knew" by John Connolly) just blew me away. It would make a great movie (if done tastefully since there are some parts in it that could go horribly wrong on film if not handled right by the director!)

"What Maisie Knew" is also the name of a Henry James novel so I was even more intrigued by this story (though the two aren't related at all I would love to know if the author is a James fan.) The thing those new to this genre may be surprised to discover about zombie short fiction is just how good it often is, how well-written and full of emotion (or more times than not a despair that lifts off the page and into your heart and mind.)

Connolly's tale reminds me a little of a modern day truly twisted O. Henry piece, only I seriously doubt O. Henry could ever have conceived of something so dark. Without giving too much away, I will say that "What Maisie Knew" gives new meaning to He Had It Coming and will make you look at ethics and "reanimates" (okay, zombies) together in a way you wouldn't have thought possible.

from the vaults...a surprisingly good television soundtrack from way before Grey's Anatomy came along and made it a respectable thing:)


Have you ever been in a mood where you wanted to listen to beautiful, sad music just so you could feel? Not the "drink yourself in beer, my dog ran away, my wife left me" mood that you find in some country music (the kind that gives a perfectly respectable form of music its bad reputation among music purists), but the more understated, sophisticated, yet simple sounds of soft blues and jazz?
 
CROSSING JORDAN is a surprising treat, in part, because the music was recorded specifically for CROSSING JORDAN--in the same studio, with the same musicians for all the singers who contribute (except for "Black Coffee" a Rosemary Clooney standard perfect for the mood of this soundtrack.) "I Want to Be Your Man" by Sam Phillips (who also appears on another track) opens and "Black Coffee" closes an impressively together work and reminds you of the days when soundtracks (especially film) had a connection. Nowadays, films and tv shows pull anything off the music shelves and throw in on their albums. Not here!

Every song on here is gorgeous and the real treat is the star of CROSSING JORDAN Jill Hennessy. If you've watched the show, you know this girl has talent! If you don't watch the show (catch it in re-runs on A&E), then you're in for two good songs by an actress who can actually sing ("You're Innocent When You Dream" is haunting.)

Other stand-out songs: "Buckets of Rain" by Vic Chestnut
"Hang Down Your Head" by Lucinda Williams
"The Wind Cries Mary" Cassandra Wilson
"Pale Blue Eyes" Joe Henry

So find a quiet corner, dim the lights, sit back in your chair or bed and just FEEL!

Lately when I have insomnia I end up watching reruns of The Cosby Show. If there were any fictional household I'd want to have grown up in it would be the Huxtables. When I watch I feel ever so slightly envious of their family dynamics and how even when they disagree they still so clearly love each other. That envy, however, pales in comparison to how much joy I get from watching the show all these years later on TV Land or Chicago's WGN.

Bill Cosby and Phylicia Rashād played so well off each other as Mr. and Mrs. Huxtable that it was hard not to want to be in on their happy little secrets and mutual love for each other. Maybe I'm wrong or cynical but I doubt very much that a lot of children grow up seeing their parents interact so well.

I realize that this is a fictional family and that many families have problems and don't always see eye to eye or even get along that well. It's probably also a little fantastical to suppose that any real family has quite what the Huxtables had.

Still a half an hour or so a week of embracing the fantasy (just a tad!) probably doesn't hurt as long as things are kept in perspective. And what's even better (and so glaringly obvious in our current age of the disappearing sitcom) is how good The Cosby Show was...how well-acted and well-written.

When I was a little girl I loved "Peter Pan" more than any other movie and I read the J.M. Barrie book it was based on over and over again. As I grew older I (of course!) realized that Never Never Land was a luxury only children could indulge in and that it was most definitely not a place for adults.

But there aren't any rules than say occasional day dreams aren't allowed. A little bit of childhood imagination should follow us into adulthood to help us get through the really trying days!:) Visualizing a vacation in Hawaii (especially when you're waiting in a traffic jam) contributes greatly to inner peace~