Random Tuesday Musings

So the embroidery class went pretty well.
We got through the lazy daisy stitch. And the girls applied outline stitches to their pillowcases/hankies.

Woke up with a grumpy tummy at about 4:30 AM. Went back to bed and used hubby for a full body heatingpad.

I saw part of "Galactica 1980" (or "The Abomination of Which We Do Not Speak") the other day. About 5 minutes had gotten caught at the end of Sentinel. Dr. Zee, shudder. When the brains of the show is a 12 year old cerebral mutation, you know it stinks. Dylan looks amazingly like Starbuck, probably his boy by Cass. His whole purpose (in the part I saw) was to set up Troy for exposition. Who the stang told Kent McCord he could act? But slashy.

The dialogue was so very painful I was sitting slack-jawed and horrified when my husband found me. He gently took the clicker from my limp hands and made it stop. ::woobies her sainted husband::

Was TV of the 70's really so bad? It really was.
Some was good: All in the Family, Laugh in.
Most was there: Starsky & Hutch, Adam 12, Happy Days
But so much was very bad.

( A commentary on variety shows, with attention to SW Holiday Special )

Ug, 3 more hours.

Update

I commented on Worley's "Have you forgotten" HERE

Salon.com has their own take.
http://www.salon.com/ent/music/feature/2003/03/11/worley/index.html

"Darryl Worley's hot new country single "Have You Forgotten?" plumbs a new low in post-9/11 pop, arguing that to avenge terror we must attack Iraq."

I wish I could give him the benefit of the doubt and say he's urging Bush to finish in Afghanistan, but he's not.

I am digustipated.