Hucklebug Episode 175: Freestyle Hucklebug, no format this week. Olympic Snowboarding, RIP Doug Fieger, Kathryn Grayson and Nodar Kumaritashvili, Hucklebug Bobsled Team, Superbowl commercials, the National Anthem, Olympic figure skating, extended shout-outs with various wandering off-track, Bet’s highlight & lowlight, fuck off Glenn Beck, wrap-up.
Music: “The Hucklebuck,” performed by Otis Redding, Lee Rocker, and Frank Sinatra.
Speaking of Sporcle—are you guys sucking at the late 80s as much as I am? Boy did music that charted really suck then. I did wonderfully on 1982, pretty good on 1983 and then it’s been awful since then. Just did 1987, and I either didn’t recognize it, remembered it and said “boy, that sucks” or both.
There’s one that you might really like—theme songs to British TV shows. That one was maddening, because it’s like “it’s one of those shows I watched every week on PBS—now which damn one is it?”
Happy Birthday Betster!
Siskita and another theatrical friend of mine, Susan, have Judy Garland in common as their inspirations. Susan sent me a few photos a while ago of herself in Garland’s Summer Stock outfit (from the Get Happy number) and dressed as Dorothy. Susan’s gorgeous, so I haven’t been able to think about either film the same way since. Hey, Susan’s in NY also, I wonder if they’ve crossed paths.
Sporcle quizzes: after peaking with 50/54 for the 1982 quiz, I’ve been steadily going downhill and just scored 32/50 on 1989. I’m surprised I got that many.
You missed an important RIP for Fred Morrison, the inventor of the frisbee. Frisbeetarians such as myself believe that when you die, your soul glides through the air for an indefinite period of time until it lands on someone’s roof and stays there.
For anybody wishing to relive the glory days of the Knack, I recommend the documentary Getting The Knack, featuring interviews with all the band members, the original Sharona, and former child actor and accomplished Los Angeles power pop musician Robbie Rist (yeah, you read that last part right). No matter what you thought of the band in the day, you’ll come away with a new appreciation for the guys. (also, it’s FY-ger.)
So, Erroll Garner, was, as you know, the composer of “Misty,” which featured prominently in the film “Play Misty for Me,” in which a radio DJ (Clint Eastwood, making his directorial debut) is stalked and harassed by a batshit-crazy obsessive radio fan played by—wait for it—Jessica Walter, most recently known for playing Lucille Bluth on Arrested Development.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BET!!!
GO MARLA!!!
Actually, I stream Netflix. Loads of TV commercial free. You don’t even get stuck watching trailers or commercials for other DVDs like you do on some DVDs (who doesn’t hate commercials on DVDS??). I highly recommend Netflix Instant Watch!! We bought a Blu-Ray player from BestBuy that connects to the Internet and then to Netlfix so we can stream to our TV. I’ve been watching the old Britcom “The Good Life” and finding it quite fun (I must be getting old). Siskita’s been watching “Dexter” and “The Tudors.”
I’m jealous of Bet’s Win7 netbook.
I’m in the middle of the “Snowpocalypse 2: The Revenge of the White!” Last Snowpocalypse, NYC got off easy, now it’s back with a blizzvengeance!
If there isn’t a bad b-movie with that on it’s DVD case, there should be!
Anyone interested can check out my blog for a few pics and a few videos of the storm. It’s pretty bad compared to last winter.
Oh and one last thing:
GO MARLA!!
I think I love Mr. Middlebrow just for saying “bat-shit crazy”, which is my new favorite phrase when talking about traffic, however IN traffic my favorite phrase is “I will HONK until you see Jesus.”
I agree with Stennie about The Flying Tomato. Fun to watch, but I would not want to hang out with him. I am glad to know that iPod sponsored the snowboarding team, as they all whipped ‘em out just before their runs, which brings us back to unfortunate context and timing. Louis: “Hey Shaun, great runs today!” Shaun: “Dude, why do you care so much about my ass?” I digress.
Thank you for the Birthday wishes! FB just overwhelms me only on my birthday…I feel so inadequate for not saying individual thank-yous, but damn, they fly in too fast.
I cannot stand Kirstie Alley. I will change the channel just to not have her voice become my roofing nail head on the proverbial blackboard.
Well off to study….blech