The LLama Butchers

March 29, 2008

"What Kind Of Crummy Network Would Let This Happen?"

Quincy gets mad:

LOS ANGELES - Former "Quincy, M.E." star Jack Klugman sued NBC Universal Friday, claiming the studio is lying about the show's profits and owes him money. Klugman, 85, played the crime-busting Dr. R. Quincy on the show from 1976 to 1983.

His 1976 contract with NBC entitles him and his company, Sweater Productions, to 25 percent of the show's "net profits," according to the suit filed in Superior Court. Klugman claims his copy of the contract was lost when his agent died, and NBC has refused to provide a copy.

The lawsuit aims to force NBC to divulge the contract and award Klugman attorneys' fees. It also asks the court to clarify the terms of the agreement.

"I recently heard that they made $250 million and it's still on TV in Germany. I don't want their money. I want my money," Klugman told The Associated Press. "I worked my tail off. I got up at four in the morning and stayed at the studio. I did rewrite, I edited."

Calls to NBC Universal Friday seeking comment Friday were not immediately returned.

NBC provided Klugman with an accounting statement showing the series had lost $66 million through 2006, according to the suit. However, Klugman said he believes NBC is lying, and that it made money.

First off, show of hands of those who are mildly surprised that the Klugger isn't dead already. Yes, me too.

My college roommate and I were devoted to Quincy re-runs and particularly delighted in Quincy's rantings against the "crummy" doctors who had allowed whatever the medical catastrophe du jour was to have happened. (It was almost as regular an occurance as "Hi, Bob" on Newhart's old show, Charro guest-starring on Love Boat or a Red Shirt getting whacked on Star Trek.) Hence the title of this post.

Go get 'em, Quincy!

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March 28, 2008

"I'll Stand Downstream While Jim Wrestles The Llama To The Ground."

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Today is the anniversary of the birth in 1905 of Marlin Perkins in Carthage, Missourah.

Stumbling across this bit of trivia, I was suddenly reminded of those early Saturday evenings of my yoot, when "Wild Kingdom" was on the tee vee and Mom and Dad always seemed to be making a bee-line for the door. (In retrospect, I can hardly blame them.) I can almost taste the Spam, Spaghetti-o's and Handy-Andy soda water again.

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Robbo's faith in Peggy Noonan is not misplaced . . .

Take a look at today's piece in "The Daily Diary of the American Dream." Scroll down to the last full paragraph, you will not be sorry.

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March 27, 2008

Gratuitous Nats Posting

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The home opener against the Braves is Sunday night. New season, new ballpark. I've got a goooood feeling about this year.

I've got to go out of town on bidness again next week and had thought I'd need to leave Sunday afternoon. A change in plans today means that I can now leave Monday morning instead. Think I'm not going to hunker down and watch the game with the Llama-ettes Sunday evening? Think again.

Go Nats!

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Gratuitous Musickal Observation

The local classical station is currently running Antonín Dvořák's Symphony No. 9 "From the New World."

This reminds me that the Easter Vigil last Saturday featured, among other works, Dvořák's Mass in D Major. I blinked when I first read the program simply because I hadn't known that Dvořák ever wrote such a piece before, although on reflection it should not have come as any particular surprise.

As for the musick itself? Well, I rayther like ol' Dvořák's symphonic works, but I must say that I wasn't exactly bowled over by his Mass. Not that it was bad, mind you, just not all that inspiring. And it didn't hold a candle to the Palestrina, Tallis and other earlier works that were served up.

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Where's Robbo?

Sorry for the lack of posting. As you might imagine, I am utterly wiped after all the emotional and spiritual upheaval of the past week. Plus, I'm swamped at work. And speaking of upheaval, if you - like me - are not very good at dealing with descriptions of blood 'n guts, and are already feeling run down, then for Heaven's sake, do not read Maria Valtorta's description of the Crucifixion (quoted extensively in Bill Buckley's Nearer, My God). Save it for when you're feeling a bit stronger. Almost lost it on the metro this morning.

Nonetheless, life goes on. Yesterday, the middle Llama-ette, while horsing around with the P.E. coach at St. Marie of the Blessed Educational Method, managed to come down on her wrist the wrong way and crock it. The E.R. johnnies think she might have a crack or a fracture, so off we need to go to the orthopedist to find out. In the meantime, the gel came home last evening with her arm duly plastered, bandaged and slung, and a look of delight on her face. This morning she said that her sisters could sign her cast PROVIDED that they wrote as small as possible, as she expected a LOT of people at school were going to want to sign today.

UPDATE: Oh, speaking of Buckley's book (which is pure WFB), he also quotes - but only in teasing snippets - from Msgr. Ronald Knox, who, in addition to being a convert himself, was also I gather a great friend of Chesterton's. The quotes are tempting enough that I should like to read some more of Father Knox. Anybody out there have a tip as to the best place to start?

UPDATE DEUX: I got tagged by Mink Monica's Mom for using the term "shock value" in my follow-on comment about why WFB put the Valtorta passage in his book. Lest anybody else get the wrong idea, I certainly did not mean to suggest anything either gratuitous or shallow on Buckley's part by my use of that expression, but in fact just the opposite: he did it as an expression of the depth of his faith. My apologies for not being clearer.

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This is rich . . .

Saddam financed a pre-invasion trip to Bagdad for anti-war Dems. Via Drudge.

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March 26, 2008

Stuff White People Like

I came across this gem about a week ago on some "news" site, which only covered it because of the irony of the concept: "Stuff White People Like" (Irony, BTW is topic #50).

As a white person myself, I thought I'd take a read and found myself chuckling at a lot of posts. I have no idea what the race/gender/ethnicity of the author is but I thought that a lot of the topics made me think of some people I know.

After a while, I realized that the blog should more accurately be titled "Stuff Liberal White People Like". Maybe even "Stuff Upper-Middle-Income Liberal White People Like" or "Stuff People Who Are Typically Lampooned On 'South Park' Like". Check out some of the examples:

#3 Film Festivals
#6 Organic Food
#22 Having Two Last Names
#28 Not Having A TV
#44 Public Radio
#60 Toyota Prius
#62 Knowing What's Best For Poor People
#74 Oscar Parties
#91 San Francisco

Geez, if the typical "white person" stereotype skews Left, I'm might actually be a little offended.

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Medical Information Visualized

Lord knows, I love me some anatomical illustration. My mom was a nurse, who kept her medical textbooks on a shelf by the dining room table. From the time I was old enough to sit at the breakfast table I occasionally pulled her nursing books down and marveled over full-color drawings of exotic childhood skin and mouth diseases, development of the fetus in utero and the wonders of the female pelvis while munching Captain Crunch.

Therefore, I'm very happy to have discovered this blog called Street Anatomy. It covers the fascinating worlds of medicine, art and design. Slide over there and take a look at the cute teddy bear skulls crafted from felt, or peruse the way anatomy is used in advertising. I was particularly struck by the anti-domestic violence posters featuring x-rays.

Tomorrow I'm attending Edward Tufte's course on the visualization of information. I love the science and art of visualizing information. Scientific illustration is based on this amazing intersection of data, art and classification. Clearly, I could geek-out on this subject for far longer than anyone would wish - so I'll hush now and let you go look at the site.

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Deep Space Travel Depends on Sewer Gas

Researchers have found a gas that naturally collects in sewers can induce a state of suspended animation in mammals. Suspended animation is expected to be needed for deep space travel and would be a boon during faculty meetings.

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Robotic Pack Animal for the Military

You all have got to see this. Boston Dynamics has developed a robotic pack animal that can carry over 300 pounds on ice without falling over.

It's louder than a leaf blower but I can't get my jaw off the keyboard!

Comments at Coilhouse were divided between:

1. It's cute!

2. It's creepy!

Count me in the creepy pile.

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March 25, 2008

That's My Church! - Easter Edition

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Yes, indeedy. On Saturday, March 22, 2008, during the Easter Vigil, I was received into the Roman Catholic Church, the most recent and surely one of the least of her members. After twenty-odd years of dithering, Robbo the Llama Butcher is now an O-fficial Catholic.

The ceremony itself was magnificent, with all the smells and bells, chant, Latin and 17th Century musick you could wish. (Plus, I nearly set one of the priests on fire with my candle while kneeling at the altar!) For my poor wife and mother, who bravely attended and patiently sat through the whole thing seated behind me, I expect that the proceedings dragged for what seemed like an eternity, but for me, the nearly three hours seemed to go by in a flash.

So the million dollar question is...now what? At the moment, of course, I'm still getting used to the idea of being an RC and will probably take some time just to get into the swing of things. But I already sense that I didn't finally chuck myself into the Tiber just to go to Mass once a week, get a couple coo-el Saints' names and not eat meat on Fridays - there's some higher purpose to all this (I hope) and once I've had a bit of a rest, I'll need to sit down and start figuring it out.

In the meantime, enormous thank you Yips! go out to all of you who have followed along on this little adventure. The outpouring of good faith, even from those of you critical of my move, has been extremely gratifying. And the notes and gifts I've received from some of you have been quite overwhelming. (Individual thank you letters will be going out this week, of course.) As I may have mentioned before, although the Anglican implosion and Dad's death last year certainly propelled me to making this move now, six months' worth of pondering has made me realize that they were not the reasons for my switch, and furthermore that I would have done so at some point anyway. This is something that has been a looooooong time coming. The upshot is that I go into it with none of the bitterness, axe-grinding, and how-do-you-like-me-now rebounding characteristic of some converts, because in the end I'm not fleeing anything, but instead - as so many people have put it over the past few days - simply coming home. And I can't tell you just how happy that makes me. And I'm also glad that so many of you - even those who have absolutely no desire to follow - are happy on my behalf. As I say, thank you.


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March 23, 2008

Some Site Maintenance Overdue?

Hey, Steve. Robbo. I notice the Ol' Fred fer Prez section of the sidebar a little bare.

Seems about time to stick the McCain widget in there, no?

That would be this:

JohnMcCain.com

or this:
JohnMcCain.com

Spent Easter with the fam today. Mom won't vote for ANY Republican. Though her "I'll vote for whomever is the Dem nominee" routine seemed a bit unenthusiastic. Dad? Not so happy with HilBama. Might actually pull the lever for the GOP for the first time since 1984.

Won't make the difference in CT, probably. But if Pops won't vote HilBama (union man) than maybe a lot of folks in swing states won't either.

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LMC states the obvious

Richardson endorses Obama, doing what he can be make the short list to be Obama's running mate.

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March 21, 2008

Looks like Robbo got off easy on the bill for the first LLama-ette wedding

Mrs. LMC took our children up to The Butcher's Shop last weekend. I learned The Future ROTC Scholarship Recipient was renamed Mr. Incredible and the youngest LLama-ette became Elasti Girl and they were "married" in Robbo's backyard. No news on the honeymoon.

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Thanks for the suggestions on El Paso eateries

but I have had enough of Third World cuisine. I stuck with Olive Garden and Applebee's when venturing off-post.

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An appeal to white guilt while flattering lib intellectual affectations

Charles Krauthammer on Obama's speech on NRO.

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March 20, 2008

Where's Gary?

Long time readers know that a little over a year ago I had announced the retirement of the Ex-Donkey Blog after which Steve and Robert graciously asked me aboard The Llama Butchers to post at will. Over time, I tried to do less political posting and more cultural observations but with the advent of the Presidential politics this year it's been hard not to blather on about what I like to blather on about most.

Yet with all the to-do about the GOP ascent of John McCain and the Hil-Bama mess I've been noticeably absent from the day to day commentary.

Truth is, a while back (on the day of the NH primary, actually), my employer of about eighteen years saw fit to give me a layoff notice. So for the last couple of months I've been in "job search" mode. The upside is that, because of my tenure, I received a pretty stout severance package which could carry me through most of the coming year.

Of course, those of you who've been through this scenario (and I'm sure that there are many) know that any time not dedicated to finding a new employer is wracked with guilt and uncertainty. So I'll be posting a lot less these days. Unless of course something so irresistible comes along. In the meantime, thanks for your patience.

UPDATE:
tdp - what do I do/want to do is an interesting question. I fear the ensuing conversation would go something like this:

Seriously though, I'd love to make a living doing just this but I don't see that happening. To your point, Terrapod, I hadn't thought of listing my details but that's not a bad idea. I'll add stuff about myself to this post when I get a chance.

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March 19, 2008

This Is Starting To Really Get Ugly

Good. Goooood!!!

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Use your aggressive feelings. Let the hate floooow through you...

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What you've always feared: proof that the Wiggles are in fact in league with Satan's Army on Earth

Just in time, too, for Robbo's big day.

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