~Thick and fast they came at last, and more, and more, and more!
In all honesty, I probably owe you more oyster roundups than I care to count. By way of a little explanation for the scarcity of content from yours truly, Mudflats Central (aka me) has been stricken by a nasty case of pneumonia. So, as a result, I’ve been thinking of all the things I want to post, and then watching days slip past without anything actually going from my brain to my fingertips. Things appear to be on the upswing, which is good. And thanks to all of you for your patience, and especially to all the wonderful writers who have been giving you all kinds of things to chew on for the last three weeks while my respiratory system has been making sounds never heard before on the planet. My favorite was Spouse’s comment one morning – “Is that a woodpecker?” as he strained to listen. “No,” said I. “That’s my lungs.”
Former KTUU news man, Palin press flak, and charm school dropout Bill McAllister is back in the public eye. His previous gig as the spokesperson for Alaska’s Department of Law is now over and he’s been hired by CBS affiliate KTVA to be back in front of the cameras.
Mudflatters may remember the caustic Mr. McAllister when he battled PETA head Ingrid Newkirk, and went snowballistic over a video game that encouraged players to throw virtual snowballs at a virtual Palin. Oh, the horror. It was almost like drawing crosshairs on Congressional districts, only innocuous.
He describes his new role as “multifaceted.” At KTUU, he explained, he had been solely focused on politics. “That was like my whole thing,” noted the eloquent Mr. McAllister.
In a delicious little moment of Objectivist poetry, the movie Atlas Shrugged seems to be failing miserably in the free market of the box office. Perhaps my favorite review of this Ode to the Ego is from Roger Ebert.
“The most anticlimactic non-event since Geraldo Rivera broke into Al Capone’s vault. I suspect only someone very familiar with Rand’s 1957 novel could understand the film at all, and I doubt they will be happy with it.”
Sometimes it’s easy to picture Levi Johnston picking the petals off a daisy saying, “She lied, she lied not, she lied, she lied not…” In an undecipherable back and forth of accusations and apologies, the young Levi Johnston, almost son-in-law of ex-half-governor Sarah Palin has made accusations and recanted them, gotten back with Bristol, broken it off, and made more than one monosyllabic TV appearance in an attempt to tell his ever-changing story. Apparently now he has found his muse and will write a tell-all book due out next fall. It has the unfortunate title Deer in the Headlights: My Life in Sarah Palin’s Crosshairs. Oh, deer.
What celestial phenomenon got the innocuous and endearing Bill Nye the Science Guy booed in Waco, Texas? Get ready for this one. The audience actually booed Mr. Nye for daring to suggest that the Moon does not actually emit its own light, but simply reflects light from the sun. Yes, our moon… the one that orbits the Earth. You see, it says in the Bible that God created two lights – one for daytime and one for nighttime. So, the notion of the Moon as a reflector rather than the source of its own light outraged the Waco crowd and resulted in some of them storming out of the presentation.
Next week – the Earth is shaped more like a ball than a pancake.
There is much work to do.