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O Holy Night

Up until...oh...about 5 years ago, my favorite version of this song was sung by country artist, John Berry. I can still remember the first time I heard it. It was about 6:30a.m., and I was en route to Columbus, Ohio for an early morning meeting in December. (This was waaaayyyy before fate/destiny/God's incredibly wicked sense of humor dumped me in Cincinnati.) It was pitch-black dark, not a star in the sky, nor a headlight on the roadway to light my way besides my own...and then this song came on the radio. It was beautiful...almost surreal.

I was familiar with John Berry and loved his voice, but this was the first time I had heard his rendition of "O Holy Night" and it nearly brought me to tears. When it was over, the DJ came on and said, "That's Mr. John Berry, folks. The best voice in country music today." I had to agree with him...it was memorable.

Flash forward several years to Cincinnati, Ohio. Once again, I'm in my car, only this time I'm headed over to Hyde Park to pick up lunch. It's Christmastime and I'm listening to the radio when "O Holy Night" begins...only I'm not sure who the artist is. All I remember is, I was so mesmerized by the sheer power, the incredible beauty and passion of the singer's voice that I started crying. I mean I was blubbering like a fool to the point I thought I was going to have to pull over to the curb and compose myself. And that was my introduction to one Josh Groban, only I didn't know for sure that he was the one singing at the time.

A few days later, I was sitting at my desk when Abby (a former employee) walked into my office. It just so happened that the song was once again playing on the radio in the background, and I had tears streaming down my face. (I can't help it...to this day the song/his voice brings tears to my eyes.) I started laughing and told her not to worry, I was okay, I was just a big ol' sappy girl. Anyway, I explained how I had reacted when I first heard the song and that I believed it was Josh Groban, but wasn't sure because...even though I had heard of him, I wasn't certain if I had actually heard anything he'd recorded.

Abby confirmed that was indeed Josh Groban's dulcet tones wafting through the air in my office, and, as luck would have it, she owned a couple of his CDs. Well, she loaned them to me, I listened, and I was hooked. The young man has an incredible voice. In fact, three years ago last March, I saw him in concert...second row seats, center stage, mind you...and it was fantastic. Hands down...if not the BEST concert I've ever attended...it's definitely in the top three, but that's another story for another time.

So, this brings me to the last of my posts on Christmas carols/songs. I'm not saying that "O Holy Night" is my all time favorite, but it certainly is a beautifully haunting melody; especially as performed by these two artists. Oh, Celine Dion does a pretty terrific version as well. There are other carols that deserve an honorable mention, such as: "White Christmas," "Silent Night," "Away In A Manger," and I happen to enjoy one Mr. Bruce Springsteen's kick-ass rendition of "Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town." But then I suppose that will give me something to blog about this time next year.

"O Holy Night" by John Berry

The John Berry video was posted on YouTube by packfan1999.

"O Holy Night" by Josh Groban

YouTube vid by minmelethuireb2. Merry Christmas everyone.

All I Want For Christmas...Again

Well, I did a similar post last year with the same title, so I guess I'm gonna keep asking for the same thing every year until I wear down Santa, and that chubby old elf with the big old belly in the natty red suit brings me what I want. Yeah, right? Anyway, since this is my 300th post, you have to know the topic is going to be about a certain "tall drink of water" detective (fictional though he may be) who resides in New York City.

This is another song that I heard on the radio...loved it immediately... and determined that I had to own it for my very own. So, after finally hearing the DJ give the name of the group singing the song; i.e., Vince Vance & The Valiants, I went immediately to Amazon.com and made my purchase. The CD...overall...isn't particularly memorable, albeit, there are one or two other songs I do enjoy; specifically, "Christmas Just Ain't Christmas Without You." The title song was well worth the purchase, however.

So, in keeping with my recent trend of "counting down" my favorite Christmas/Holiday songs, I did a search of YouTube and found a video...several actually...of the song. The one I selected, however, is a solitary photo of an old-fashioned radio that never changes throughout the song, so it's just like you're listening to the radio. Since I have yet to venture into the very intimidating world of video making, I put together a Bobby slideshow to go along with it, so you can listen to the song and watch Bobby fade in and out. Yes, this is my "dummied-down" way of contriving a make-shift video for my man and my song.

Bobby Christmas Slideshow


"All I Want For Christmas"

YouTube vid by oldcountrytunes.

Maybe next year, if I'm still alive and kickin', I'll get around to making an actual honest-to-gosh video. Hey, it could happen.

A "Christmas Portrait"

This Christmas CD by The Carpenters is my all time favorite. There are other artists I enjoy just as much, but this particular CD...from start to finish...does not disappoint. At least, for me. Back in the day when I still "did-up" Christmas in a big way, this is the CD I would play...and sing along with...as I decorated my tree.

Karen Carpenter had such a pure, beautifully lyrical voice. Her death was so tragic. As a person who has food "issues" on the opposite end of the spectrum, it is hard for me to wrap my brain around a disease like anorexia. What a waste and so very, very sad.

There are too many songs on this CD for me to pick just one, so I settled on three: "Merry Christmas, Darling," "I'll Be Home For Christmas," and "Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas." Okay, so call me a sentimental, old sap. I don't care...there are worse things you could call me.

"Merry Christmas, Darling"

YouTube vid by RicBNH.

"I'll Be Home For Christmas"

YouTube vid by LoveHowardBanister.

"Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas"

YouTube vid by NedNickerson2008.

An Eagles Christmas Song

In case you haven't noticed it by now, I am one obsessive lady. When I take a shine to something, whether it's a television show, or an actor in a television show, a book, a photo, an article of clothing, a particular food...you name it...once a specific "craving" worms its way into my head, I simply cannot "let it go" until that craving has been satisfied.

That is precisely what happened when I first heard the Eagles' rendition of "Please Come Home For Christmas." I loved it from the get-go and me being...well...me, I wanted a copy of the song for my very own, so I could listen to it whenever I wanted instead of some random happenstance whenever the local DJ decided to play it during the holidays. And thus my quest began.

Again, this search began a long time before I landed here in the Queen City, way before there were such things as Amazon.com, eBay, and iTunes. I looked everywhere and finally...one day...I asked a clerk in a music store if it was available on a CD. Basically, he told me "no" that this was some sort of "special" recording. I don't recall the specifics, but the long and the short of it was, I had to content myself with a cassette recording of the song I managed to snag from a radio station one Sunday afternoon.

Still, my obsessive soul was not completely satisfied. I wanted a "real" copy of the song, dang it. I mean, here I was...cold, hard cash at the ready...and nothing to show for it. Then, one day, I got the bright idea to check Amazon.com. I typed the name of the song in the "search" box and...low and behold...through the magic of the Internet, there it was. I gleefully plunked down my $4.98 plus S&H for a CD that contained this song plus one other...whose title I don't recall and, quite frankly, I've never listened to. I would have paid more...thus the life of the obsessive compulsive. It took me...literally...years, but I finally got what I wanted. (Maybe Bobby should beware, huh?)

Oh, well. I know this song has been recorded by a host of other artists, but there is just something about Don Henley's throaty rendition that "pulls" me in. So, this leads me to the next of my "favorite" Christmas songs: "Please Come Home For Christmas."


YouTube video by eaglesonlinecentral.

The Christmas Theme Continues

I'll get back to posting about Bobby and "My Big Fat Freakin' Life" in a few days. I really do miss "playing" with Detective Goren...just needed a wee break from all the capping and photo sorting and quoting. Don't get me wrong...while I love doing it...it can become a tad tedious at times. I guess Christmas came around at just the right time.

Anyway, I decided to post another of my favorite Christmas Carols. It 'tis the season, after all. Next up is "Carol Of The Bells." I think what I love most about this song is...if it is done correctly...the choral voices actually sound like chiming bells. But then again, I suppose that was the intent of the composer. (Nothing gets by me, folks.) Oh, well...it's the little things that capture my interest.

In my search of YouTube for a video of the song, I happened upon one that is of a decorated home synchronized to the music. So, I thought...what the hey? It's Christmas. The vid was posted by AgentJack13 and is really cool...at least, I think so. All I can say is, there are a lot of people "out there" with a good deal more energy and creativity than I possess. God love 'em and more power to them; I do enjoy the fruits of their labors.

Well, since I first posted this, YouTube took down the video, so I decided to replace it with this one done performed by "Celtic Woman," which was posted by Palmie01. Hope this one lasts.

"Carol of the Bells"

Christmas Decorations To The Extreme

I used to "Christmas" like nobody's business waaaaayyyy back in the good old days of yesteryear. Christmas changed significantly after Mom and Dad passed away and then after I landed here in Cincinnati...even more dramatic/drastic changes occurred affecting the way I celebrate the holiday.

I used to have a beautiful tree, meticulously trimmed with myriad ornaments I had collected over the years. Now, in my matchbook-sized apartment, there is no tree...haven't had one since 1999. In addition to the tree, there were the "special" Christmas bears, music boxes, Department 56 Dickens Christmas Village, and other decorations strewn about the house. It was homey, comfy. My favorite thing to do was turn out all the lights and watch TV by the glow of the Christmas tree lights. Ah, those were the days.

Don't get me wrong, I still have a few special things I put out in an effort to summon the old Christmas feeling. Nowadays, though, instead of a 7' tree, I have an 18-inch Boyds Bear tree and a Nativity crafted by the Danbury Mint. I still have a few Christmas Bears and a couple of smaller battery operated Boyds trees. The upside is, now it takes me an hour or two at the most to get everything out and in place whereas it took three or four days to do the decorating in the past.

But, I have to admit that, even in my glory days, I never contrived to create the sort of outdoor, over-the-top, extravaganzas that many people undertake these days. I kept it very simple in that area; i.e., some garland and a few strands of clear lights woven around and through the front porch banister, a tasteful wreath, and that was about all I could muster.

That is lame and tame compared to the video I chose to highlight in this post. Actually, this display is from 2005 and is on a house in Mason, Ohio, which is about 20 miles...give or take...north of Cincinnati. It was highlighted on the local news and, later, on a Miller Lite commercial. The guy who did this is an electrical engineer, and it took him two months at a cost of $10,000 to hook up the 25,000 lights. (Eat your heart out, Clark Griswold.)

Actually, it's pretty cool, and has a really big finale, but I wouldn't want to live next door to the guy. Enjoy and Merry Christmas!



Well, the vid I originally used was taken down by YouTube, but I found another posted by houseofboyd.

Vincent "Cooks"

Well, to be honest, he watches his sister prepare some oven baked sweet potato fries and mix-up a batch of three-cheese garlic mashed potatoes, but he is in the kitchen. Anyway, it took a little bit of detective work, but I finally tracked down the follow-up segment to Vincent's earlier appearance on "Good Things Utah."

The only problem is, every time I try to embed it on my blog, it really screws things up, so I have to settle for the link to the video. So, I thought I would go ahead and post that here for anyone who might want to peek at it, besides me, of course. The link is listed in the list of videos on the left hand side of the page, however, the video that immediately starts to play when you arrive at the site is of Vincent's first segment on the show. You may have to scroll down the list to find the video...if it's even still there.

Evidently, Vincent is not too handy in the kitchen, but that does not necessarily mean his alter-ego;" i.e., Detective Goren, shares a similar lack of culinary skills. At least, I know in my fantasies, Bobby is more than adequate in everything he sets out to accomplish. I thought it was cute when he said his sister was a "good" cook, but the food at the restaurant was "great," adding that his sister didn't do the cooking at the restaurant. Brothers are so much fun. I know..I had three.

Vincent D'Onofrio In Utah

Well, "everybody" ... that would be, like, all two of you ... has probably already seen this by now, but I had to post it here anyway. I have to say that this is one of the better interviews I've seen with Vincent D'Onofrio. The women interviewing him are not going "ga-ga" over his "star" status for one thing, and they can speak in coherent sentences, so that is always a plus. And VDO comes across as poised and relaxed, not uncomfortably "shy" like he has appeared to be in some of the past interviews I've seen.

One thing, though, Vincent states that the new season of LOCI will air in January, "he thinks." So, clearly, USA Network is not keeping their stars in the loop. Oh, he also says he loves how well USA is treating the show.

They talk throughout the interview about how Vincent is going to be "cooking" with his sister later in the show, but if that segment is available, I haven't found it yet, but I will keep looking. 'Til then, enjoy the show.


I was in such a hurry to get the video posted that I forgot to mention that he is in Utah to do some charity/fund raising for things like "Shop With A Cop," etc. There is also an article, photos, and another video clip available from "The Daily Herald" and it can be found...hopefully...here.

Politics...Not My Cup Of Tea

I am quite certain that Music Wench will do a much more complete, thorough and entertaining job at analyzing the idiocy that is Illinois Governor Rod Blagojevich when her schedule slows down, and she has time to blog again. Until then, I just have to rant a bit. I simply must ask...what was the man thinking? Well, obviously, he wasn't. Evidently, the man has completely lost his mind, in fact.

I mean, nowadays, when a person lives his life in the public eye...as most certainly the governor of a state does...one should be a little more cautious as to the breadth and depth of the corrupt activities in which one engages. That's all I'm sayin'. So, why...WHY...I ask you did this moron believe he could try to SELL Barack Obama's vacated Senate seat to the highest bidder and it NOT garner the attention of...oh, I don't know...the FBI? Idiot.

I guess his wife is just as bad. One article I read depicted her, Illinois First Lady Patricia Blagojevich, as a modern-day Lady Macbeth who plotted against her husband's "perceived" enemies and backed his corrupt schemes. Well, why wouldn't she? After all, he was trying to snag a high paying position for her, too. Don't they sound like a fun couple? Let's invite them over for tea.

And the thing is...he's a Democrat. It just goes to show you that... when it comes to politics... "stupidity" is not "exclusive" to the Republican Party. Nope...idiocy is one quality that is truly bipartisan.

But the icing on the cake came this morning when I found the following headline in a Yahoo News teaser: "Joe The Plumber: Appalled By McCain Bailout Support." Intrigued, I clicked on the link and read the article. Basically, he didn't agree with McCain's reasons for bailing out Wall Street...was angered, in fact. Aw, gee, that honeymoon ended rather quickly, didn't it?

Anyway, I guess their "falling out" occurred near the end of the campaign, so Sam (that's Joe's real name...Sam Wurzelbacher) also hit the campaign trail with Sarah Palin. He had only praise for her, calling Palin the "real deal." He was quoted as saying, "It disgusts me on how often they try to bash her just for her sincerity. She really wants to work for America."

But the surprising thing I learned from this article was that "Joe" has evidently written a book about his experiences stumping around the country with McCain and Palin. Who knew the man could read, let alone write? And it's due out this month. (Gee, do I have time to add it to my list to Santa?) I can hardly wait to see what awe-inspiring, thought provoking...dare I say..."profound" words of wisdom good ol' Joe has to share with the rest of us "common folk."

You know, I have been wondering what sort of material George W. would be looking for when gets around to planning his "Presidential Library." Unfortunately, I think I've found it.

Favorite Christmas Carols

And I have several. So many, in fact, it is difficult to choose just one favorite carol, so I am going to start with one by a truly classy guy...Johnny Mathis. My oldest brother introduced me to this artist's dulcet tones wayyyyy back in the day. Of course, Johnny is best know for his ballads like, "Chances Are," "The Twelfth of Never," "A Certain Smile," "It's Not For Me To Say," and...well, the list goes on and on. Ah, what memories those titles inspire.

He has produced a number of Christmas albums/CDs through the years, as well. He sings the "traditional" holiday ditties with as much aplomb and dignity as he displays in his renditions of the more reverent songs such as "Silent Night" and "Oh Holy Night." But the Christmas Carol that first comes to my mind when I think of this particular artist is "What Child Is This," and that is the one I have selected for this post.

Come to think of it, Johnny is probably best know for his version of "The Christmas Song." You know, "chestnuts roasting on an open fire." But, everybody and anybody who even thought about cutting a Christmas album sings that song, and I am heartily sick of it. So, rest assured you won't be finding that tune in my top ten list of favorite Christmas Carols.

But this one did make the cut: "What Child Is This" by Johnny Mathis. I found it on YouTube...where else...and it was posted there by leeestrada. What ever oh ever did we do before the Internet and blogging and YouTube and emailing and such? Oh yeah, I'd read a book every now and then.

Quoting "Homo Homini Lupis"

For me, I thought this was another solid episode for the inaugural season of Law & Order CI and an oddity in that the detectives are not investigating a murder, but a kidnapping. Eames looked so young with her hair styled the way it was when she and Bobby went to confront Colter about his missing family under the guise of “spreading the good news” about the Good Book.

Ever notice how Bobby and Eames talk on their cells or work phones sometimes? For example, when Eames takes a call when they’re checking out Colter’s workplace, she pulls the phone away from her face and is hanging up the phone while she’s...you know...still talking. They do that frequently.

It’s funny how things jump out at me now, too. Like, Colter taking the call from the kidnapper on the pay phone. Of course, this was filmed in 2001/2002, so cell phones were just becoming the “in” accessory to own. But just try to find a bank of pay phones like the one in this episode nowadays.

The look on Colter’s face when Simon asked him which of his daughters he liked “better” was profound…chillingly reminiscent of “Sophie’s Choice.” A movie I have watched only once, by the way. Yeah, the perp in this one was especially “monstrous.” He probably makes my top ten list of “most despised” LOCI villains, but he is not at the very tip-top of that list. Oh, no... that distinction goes to someone else...who shall remain nameless.

HHL Slideshow Part I


There was obviously some bad feelings going on between Lucas and his dad, ya think? And, considering that Lucas was an embezzler and not so good with money, his dad most likely had good reason for feeling the way he did. But he did come through and pony up the money in the end. You know, folks, the “love of money” truly is the root of all evil. Just look at the state our nation’s…the world’s…economy is in as a result. Oh well, I wonder if the wife stayed with Lucas after all this played out. ‘Cause if ever, oh ever, there was a wife who had grounds for divorce, it's her.

Kudos to Maggie though. A young girl like that, being brutalized/ violated like she was. Yet, she still possessed the presence of mind to get a peek at her kidnapper from under her blindfold, and ended up getting the evidence to nail the son of a bitch in the end. Way to go, Maggie.

HHL Part II


I’ve gotta say, we’re almost sixteen minutes into this one, and there’s not a whole lot of Bobby-action going on here. In fact, Eames is the one who takes the lead, initially, in the interrogation room when they finally manage to drag Lucas’s sorry butt in there for questioning.

At last we learn something new about Bobby…and Eames. Between the two of them, they have handled nearly a dozen kidnappings and that does not count hostage situations. We also find that Bobby has a “superstitious” side when he says “knock on wood” in reference to their track record; i.e., they haven’t lost anybody…yet.

I’m sure that some vigilant screencapper out there has already spotted this and talked about it on one of the other LOCI/Vincent blogs, but this is the first time I noticed that one of the buttons on Bobby’s shirt is unfastened in the interrogation scene with Lucas. (See what gems one finds when one advances the screen frame by excruciatingly slow frame?) If he’d only go ahead and unbutton the whole dang shirt, it would make me the happiest of women.

You know, I love Bobby and everything, but I think it was a little presumptuous on his part to go barging up the stairs, demanding to see the girls when they had just experienced this horrible ordeal at the hands of two strange men. And then there he is…another strange man invading their home. There was a lot of discussion about this episode a few weeks back on a blog devoted to Vincent D’Onofrio.

I think I've finally figured out Bobby's interrogation tactics...he just talks and talks and TALKS until finally the person being questioned or interviewed just blurts out anything to get him to shut up. I say that with all due respect for the man and heaps of love, love, love.

HHL Part III


Okay, I am hardly one to talk about another’s appearance, but take a gander at the hairdo the loan shark’s attorney is sporting. It reminds me of a skunk for some reason. I can barely pay attention to what he’s saying…or anyone else for that matter…because his “do” is so loud. Actually, I ended up editing that section out of my slideshows, but if you check out the "Extras" post, you'll see what I'm talking about.

I don’t know what it is about this man, but the way certain words roll off his tongue do weird things to me. For example…pussycat. Need I say more?

And this man, this incredible man...is one bundle of hyperactive energy. For example, the scene when they’re listening to the tape of Nicky Torres, and he keeps pacing all about. Then there is the scene when Eames is reading aloud about Simon from a file, and he can hardly wait for her to relinquish it. And then there is the scene when Eames is talking calmly to Maggie and Bobby is standing behind her...fidgeting...looking at the floor, the wall, the ceiling. Take a pill, darlin'.

Okay, how come every other cop show I watch…when an officer shoots someone in the line of duty...said officer is put on desk duty or some such until there is an investigation? But when Eames shoots someone, hardly anything is ever said. I mean, the only thing said was by Deakins and that was he had read the preliminary report and it was a “good” shooting. What's up with that?

I love the scenes when we get the “double-shots” of Bobby. Like, when he is in the observation room, looking through the two-way mirror at Simon, and we get that reflection in the mirror. Nice. He looks good in “casual” clothes, too. "Scruffy" definitely looks good on him.

I love how Bobby always insinuates himself into people’s lives. Like, when he starts up the stairs at the Colter house, telling the parents that he and Eames are gonna have to talk to Maggie…with their permission…of course. He’s already halfway up the stairs. Who’s going to stop that big guy? I'm just askin’?

HHL Part IV


An off the wall comment here, but I wonder if Susan and Bobby go shopping at the same plaid shirt store. Also, anybody notice that the lavender chair in Maggie’s room – Eames sits in it – is just like the chairs in the interrogation rooms at 1PP? Guess LOCI has always been frugal with their props budget, huh?

I eluded to this earlier, but I could not help but notice how “antsy” Bobby was when he was standing behind Eames when she begins to...very gently...question Maggie? The man cannot hide his feelings very well, can he? He’s worse than I am. I mean, just look at his body language, looking all around, shifting his weight, even looking up at the ceiling…biding his time, thinking, pacing a bit. He’s not a patient waiter, my Bobby.

The look on his face when he is talking to Maggie, trying to convince her to open up and help them nail Simon to the wall, is just so full of emotion, compassion. (Music Wench is right; i.e., the writers made Eames the stoic cop, Bobby’s the emotional one. I like it that way.) He wants so much for Maggie to open up to them…it’s just a matter of him finding the right “button” to push to get her to unleash all that pent-up anger…rage… resentment. (Hmm…come to think of it, when he’s finished there, he can come visit me 'cause I've got a couple of buttons I'd like him to push. Oh, yeah.)

HHL Part V


I have to say that I thought this was one of the better “gotcha” interrogation finales. I just love watching Bobby “handle” this imbecile…humiliating him, degrading him, goading him until he proudly shows off his scar, thereby, giving Bobby the lead-in necessary to get at that all-incriminating tattoo. All I know is, I could never be depended upon to draw anything…not even a stick man, even if I had a whole day to look at it.

So, I found the fact that Maggie – who had all of…what…five seconds to commit Simon’s tattoo to memory – got every detail right, the dates, the letters, even the tiger’s stripes…downright remarkable. But then again, it’s only a TV show, after all. The bad guys are supposed to get caught, and Bobby goes about it all in such a unique, ingenious and oftentimes quirky way that I can usually overlook the absurd…usually.

And when our stalwart detective has had his way with the horrible man, he just straightens himself, looks at the attorney and says, "Now, he's ready for arraignment." Good stuff.

HHL Part VI


Well, as Porky Pig would say, "Th-th-th-That's All Folks!" Next up is "Semi-Professional," which along with "Badge" are my two favorite episodes from Season 1. It may take me a while to get the next one ready...there's a little thing called Christmas on the horizon. I hate it when "life" makes demands on my "Bobby-Time."

Just Bobby In "Homo Homini Lupis"

Y'all know what time it is...it's "Bobby-Time." And that's about all I have to say on the subject. I'm saving all my "good stuff" for the "Quotes" post. Yeah, right.

Anyway, I thought the good detective was looking especially fit and trim and dapper in this episode...despite the heinous subject matter. Some people...perhaps...did not find the storyline believable when Bobby took the young rape victim into his arms to comfort her. She had been viciously assaulted by a strange man, after all, and here was another stranger invading her personal space.

I don't know, I guess you can just call me Switzerland; I'm neutral on the subject. It could have gone either way, I suppose, but D'Onofrio made it work.

And with that, let's have some Bobby.

Just Bobby Part I


Just Bobby Part II

"Homo Homini Lupis" Extras

I have three small slideshows featuring different groupings of "extras" I found in this episode. One is devoted to the "infamous" tongue flicks, and there are several in this one...even Eames gets in on the act. And, yes, I realize that one of the photos is extremely blurry, but I included it to show that, even in a burst of speed, the man's tongue has a will of its own.

Then there are the caps that just tickle my funny bone for some reason, and I "try" to add a witty caption.

Finally, there is a slideshow for Bobby, "The Thinker." I just love watching this man "ponder." You can almost see the wheels turning, hear the gears grinding, visualize the internal workings of that magnificent brain as he ruminates on the situation.

The "Tongue" Slideshow - No Captions Necessary


"The Thinker" Slideshow - Again, No Captions Necessary


Extras Slideshow With Captions

Partners From "Homo Homini Lupis"

Here are the "Partners" slideshows from "Homo Homini Lupis." Yes, that was plural. I didn't realize I had capped so many of Goren and Eames together. Granted, the nuances in many of them are so subtle, others may not notice the difference, but I do.

It's silly, really. Sometimes I feel so "guilty" when I delete a photo of Bobby...even if it is an exact replica of a previous cap. I know...I need an intervention. Anybody want to form a support group? I didn't think so.

Partners Slideshow I


Partners Slideshow II

Eames From "Homo Homini Lupis"

It's been one of those weekends. I have been working on this episode off and on for several days now. It's one of those: the harder I try the "behinder" I get scenarios, I fear. My goal was to get all five posts done this evening, so I can move on with piddly things like: grocery shopping, laundry, holiday baking, Christmas shopping, and gift wrapping.

The fact is, I am so tired I can barely keep my eyes open, so another self-imposed "deadline" bites the dust. It's barely 6:00p.m., and I'm ready for bed. I just have one question: how did I manage to get this old so fast?

Oh, well. For anyone who might be interested...besides me, of course...here is Detective Eames from "Homo Homini Lupis." Granted, it was not an easy episode to watch; especially in ultra-slow motion while screencapping, but it was well- acted none the less.

Eames Slideshow

Not To Beat A Dead Horse...Or A "Bad" Hair Cut

Okay, now that the initial shock of Mr. D'Onofrio's new shorn hair style has worn off...a bit, I can get on to other things. I mean, it is his head, after all. In fact, Vincent can shave off all of his hair and paint his scalp blue if that is his inclination, and it would be none of My Big Fat Freakin' Business. Still, I do hope the longer locks are well on their way to making a comeback by the time he starts filming LOCI again.

Anyway, the surprise of seeing the new hair style that Vincent D'Onofrio is sporting these days reminded me of a scene from my all time favorite sitcom...EVER..."Wings." The show aired on NBC from April 1990 through May 1997, but, like another show that is near and dear to my heart, I don't believe it ever got the respect it deserved. Mainly, I suppose, because shows like "Seinfeld," "Cheers," and then "Frasier," etc., were considered the "glory" sitcoms in those days.

As for me...give me the wholesome, comical antics of Joe and Brian Hackett, Helen Chappel, Lowell Mather, Roy Biggins, Fay Cochran, and Antonio Scarpacci any day of the week and twice on Sunday over the mindless, soulless, nothingness that "Seinfeld" evolved into, but I digress.

Oh well, back to the hair cut, "Wings," and the set-up for the scene in the following slideshow. Helen's sister, Casey, came back to Nantucket at the beginning of Season 6 after her husband ran off with all their money, leaving her penniless and destitute. Casey is...how shall I say it...a bit of a snob. Joe and Brian can barely tolerate Casey, but Antonio...the "lowly" cab driver...is instantly smitten with her even though he can barely bring himself to say two coherent words to her without appearing like a blithering idiot.

Anyway, the day arrives when Casey needs to get her hair done, and she wants to borrow $200 from Helen to fly off to some fancy-schmancy New York salon. Helen, instead, talks her into going to a local beauty shop called "Yankee Doodle Scissors" and hilarious sitcom mishaps ensue. The slideshow doesn't do the scene justice, but...alas...since I have no video making skills, this will have to do.

Antonio has but one line in the scene at the very end, but it is precisely what I would dearly love to do to the one responsible for shearing off the luscious salt-and-pepper locks of my Detective Bobby.

Wings Slideshow


So, if I happen to run into Mr. D'Onofrio on the street, I'll walk up to him and say, "Whoever did this...

...to you, I will kill them."

What Was He Thinking?!?!?

Okay, when USA decided to postpone the premiere of Law & Order CI's Season 8 until...like...you know...the 12th of NEVER, I didn't say a word. I mean, as a long suffering die-hard fan of the show, I have grown accustomed to it being treated like the bastard stepchild at a family reunion by NBC and...now...the USA Network.

But this...THIS!! Vincent D'Onofrio, my God, what have you gone and done to your hair? Don't you realize that what you do to yourself, you also do to Detective Goren? Where's the love? Where's the respect? My God, man, where's the hair?

"Oh, the humanity!" she moaned wretchedly, as she buried her face in her hands and wept freely.



These pictures are pretty much all over the Internet now, but I'm pretty sure I snagged these over at Jazzy's (et.al.) Blog. I guess, the good thing about hair is that it will grow back...you know... eventually. (Please, God...let it grow back!) I volunteer to hunt him down and rub Miracle Grow on his head if that will help.

I need chocolate...and...tequila. I cannot believe he did that to that beautiful, gloriously magnificent healthy head of hair. I just wish I had been on hand to sweep up all those luscious locks. I need to go lie down now.

Is The Grass Always Greener?

Greener Grass...

It's important in life to reach out, to strive for greater achievements, to go for that greener grass that is on the other side of the fence. But one must also be careful...

Sometimes you can reach too far!

But when you find yourself over-extended and you're stuck in a situation that you can't get out of, there is one thing you should always remember...

Not everyone who shows up...

Is there to help you!!!!

Yep, it's been that kind of week, so the next time you get your head stuck in a fence, be sure to...WATCH YOUR BACK!!