
by Larry Brody
No, dammit. Just no.
The phrase isn’t “baited breath,” as in fishing, it’s “bated breath,” as in abated, as in holding one’s breath!

No, dammit. Just no.
The phrase isn’t “baited breath,” as in fishing, it’s “bated breath,” as in abated, as in holding one’s breath!
Do you have a higher purpose? Grant Snider, TVWriter™’s fave philosopher-cartoonist is justifiably proud to share his.
And, yes, this TVWriter™ minion suggests filing this cartoon under the heading “Why We Write.”


THE USUAL NOTE FROM LB: From the summer of 2002 to the spring of 2010, Gwen the Beautiful and I were the proud and often exhausted owners of a beautiful Ozarks property we called Cloud Creek Ranch.
In many ways, the ranch was paradise. But it was a paradise with a price that started going up before we even knew it existed. Here’s another Monday musing about our adventure and the lessons we learned.
Oh, and if y’all detect any irony, please believe me when I say it comes straight from the universe and not your kindly Uncle Larry B.

LB’s NOTE: Stacey Jones was the winner of the second running of TVWriter™’s late, lamented PEOPLE’S PILOT competition back at the dawn of time. Most recently, he’s done a series of reviews of various Marvel TV series for us.
Today he starts his latest series of reviews, this time about – his own life.
Yep, you heard me.

THE USUAL NOTE FROM LB: From the summer of 2002 to the spring of 2010, Gwen the Beautiful and I were the proud and often exhausted owners of a beautiful Ozarks property we called Cloud Creek Ranch.
In many ways, the ranch was paradise. But it was a paradise with a price that started going up before we even knew it existed. Here’s another Monday musing about our adventure and the lessons we learned.