Check out my latest entries at Blogging With Mala…I’m probably preaching to the choir here, but why do soaps, soap actors and soap viewers all get such a bad rap? Sometimes, I feel like everywhere I turn, all I see is scorn for the genre. Sports fans are lauded for their loyalty, for having pricey… Read More A bit of linkspam to kick off July.
Well, it is. I pretty much learned English five minutes after I learned Bengali, though fluency in the latter came first, and now, some 30 years later, I’m definitely more proficient in the former. Yet, I still use the old chestnut of an excuse; it’s a running joke with me and my friends and coworkers.… Read More “English is my second language!”
I’m probably preaching to the choir here, but why do soaps, soap actors and soap viewers all get such a bad rap? Sometimes, I feel like everywhere I turn, all I see is scorn for the genre. Sports fans are lauded for their loyalty, for having pricey season tickets, lucky chairs and lucky hats. The… Read More Soap Opera Weekly: Blogging With Mala
So, I’ve already mentioned that I’m generally okay with GH’s Jerry holding everybody hostage at Metro Court last year and still being around. Basically, as long as 90% of Port Chuck continues to treat him like he’s scum, I’ll be fine. Once everyone decides he’s made of sunshine and puppies, however, it’s a different matter.… Read More Soap Opera Weekly: Blogging With Mala
of a feather Dark shape on the window ledge, a puffball, head tucked into its breast. For the moment, it’s not a nuisance, just a sleepy creature at rest. Not “shoo,” not “scat,” not “get,” it’s noble and sentient and streaked with grey. High above the city, the king of birds, on the ledge the… Read More A random act of poetry.
What does it say about me that I was in front of the TV in my PJs with a 100 calorie pack of chocolate-covered pretzels at 6 PM on a Friday? #1. It says I used entirely too many prepositions in that sentence. #2. It says I probably need to invest in a TiVo! #3.… Read More The 35th Annual Festival of Torment Emmy Awards.
Tonight is the 35th Annual Daytime Emmy Awards bash in Los Angeles, and I’m not even going to attempt to make predictions. Trust me, I’m bad at it. You should’ve seen how far my jaw dropped back in 2005, when I was sitting in the press room at the New York fete (come baaaack here,… Read More Soap Opera Weekly: Blogging With Mala
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