I'm back! Kinda sorta

Colicky baby is slightly less colicky, and a July 4th weekend of sleeping, sleeping and more sleeping have me feeling saucy. So I'm planning--no promises, mind you--on posting some new stuff this week.

In the meantime, go to your DVR or VCR or PDQ or whatever you use to record television programs, right now, and program it to record Turner Classic Movies this coming Saturday at 1 a.m. central (U.S.) time. TCM is showing "Skidoo," one of the all-time WORST movies ever. Groucho Marx plays a gangster named God, Carol Channing does a striptease to seduce Frankie Avalon (seriously, unfortunately), and Frank Gorshin, Mickey Rooney, Slim Pickens, Burgess Meredith and a host of other people who should have known better combine to produce something so bad, it defies mocking.

Please understand that when I say the movie is bad, I don't mean "bad, but kinda funny in a cheesy way." No, I mean bad, as in "you'll want the proverbial eye bleach after watching it." As the Interwebs say, be warned: what has been seen can not be unseen.

Now if TCM or some such will just show John Wayne in "The Conqueror."