Even Baptist Women Want To Know….

This is a family blog here and I suppose it’s not fittin’ for a Southern Baptist woman, such as myself, to be asking such a question in a public forum, but, I must.

These commercials they run for Viagra and it’s ED prevention bretheren….the one where the guy is watching the big game on tv and the Mrs. gets a little randy and heads towards the bedroom and he has to decide whether to continue watching football or using that groovy invention called the VCR and go for a shag.

Then, they cut to Dr. Richard Edwards (not his real name. Just a little joke from me. Heh. Get it? No extra charge for that one) the one where that doctor, with a straight face, goes over all the possible side effects of Viagra and then warns of possible injury and for the love of Ron Jeremy, get straight to the ER if you experience an erection lasting longer than 4 hours.

I didn’t know it was possible for something like that to go on for 4 hours. I mean…does that happen?

Frankly, I’m glad we’ve come around to discussing personal things about the menfolk in our advertising. We’ve had to endure those horrible, feminine hygiene product commercials forever. Ugh…all those horrnedous “Mom…do you sometimes not feel fresh?” commercials.

One Of The Best Movies Ever Made?

Now that I’m unemployed, I’ve reverted back to my true, nocturnal nature. I’m getting back in the habit of staying up late. Mr. Smiff and I are a good match that way. He keeps more Elvis hours than I do, being a musician, but, he and I both are into some staying up late. The decade I spent working regular people working hours, I could barely make it to 11 most night, but, now, it kinda reminds me of the days when our big kids were little, before they started school, before I started working and it was not unusual for us to stay up very late.

Last night, I pulled a late nighter. Mr. Smiff had a late night showcase for IBMA (late as in they played at midnight) and he got home about 1:30 or so. I went to bed with the intention of sleeping, however, I was sidetracked by a fantastic movie that I had never seen, but, had always wanted to see.

As I started watching The Last Picture Show, it appeared to me to be a story about Cybill Shepherd and Jeff Bridges characters wanting to get laid and that was it. If you’ve seen this fantastic movie, you know it’s about so much more than that.

The cast in this movie was unbelievable: Very young Cybill and Jeff, Timothy Bottoms, Ellyn Burstyn, Randy Quaid, and it’s no wonder Cloris Leachman and Ben Johnson won Oscars. I don’t know if it was cause it was the middle of the night, the black and white film, the amazing soundtrack with people like Hank, Sr., Hank Thompson, Eddie Fisher….the brilliant direction of Peter Bogdanovich and writing by Larry McMurtry..this movie is perhaps one of the best movies ever made.

It’s very rare I think about characters in a movie the day after, but, I’ve found myself thinking about the characters all day today. Unusual.

Rent it if you haven’t seen it.

Ben Savage is NOT Dead

My site meter shows that I’m getting a ton of hits of people trying to find out if actor Ben Savage is dead.

I’m going to say this one more time…Ben Savage is not dead. If he were dead, he’d have been on the cover of People, The Star, all over every cheesy entertainment magazine that exists.

That poor boy of Anna Nicole Smith’s did nothing to be famous, except for having the poor fortune to have been her kid and dang if I saw his last photos, supposedly taken minutes before he died, under strange circumstances, in a hospital room. So trust me, if Ben were no longer with us, we’d have had it in our faces and be sick and tired of the whole thing.

There was a rumor years ago that Jerry Mathers, aka “The Beaver” had died, as well as Butch Patrick who played Eddie Munster. Both of those guys are still live and kicking, albeit, they’ve turned into middle aged guys that look like somebody’s Paw Paw.

I haven’t had this many random hits since I posted about Paul Eels death a couple months ago. I’ve had more hits from all over the country, including Hawaii, of people looking up Paul. I have a lot of new Arkansas readers because of that.

LIveblogging-Babysitting

Me and Mr. Smiff are babysitting our 16 month old niece today. It’s been awhile since I’ve had to keep up with a toddler. Mattie reminded me, as soon as I walked in her house with her, what it’s like to change a poopie diaper. I mean, this girl wasted no time in reaquainting her Auntie Sista with diapers, wipes and Desitin.

It should be interesting today to see how much we’ve aged. I hope we have the energy to keep up with her.