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At some point, he’s gotta be lunch, no?

Who doesn’t love a cute kitty. Except when they’re taller than me.

So, is it because Katie Couric’s a woman?

CBS’s Les Moonves blames their evening news ratings on his view that people just don’t want a woman in that anchor slot. Nooooo. It’s way more simple than that. First of all Les, the format of your show is what’s killing you. Boring, staid, depressing. Factor in the internet, where people can get your news half a day earlier and you’re DOA. But, if you insist on staying with the format, your other major problem is that people just don’t want their news read to them off a prompter by someone with less personality than a Disney animatronic. Especially someone who comes off as being too smug.

She did well on the Today Show. The format was perfect. She could do serious segements bookended by humerous ones. Turn on the charm when she had to, yet also be firm with politicians when they were giving her the runaround. Problem is, the nightly news doesn’t allow for that back and forth dynamic. It's major event of the day followed by serious issue followed by secondary major event of the day followed by still another serious issue.

Maybe, you get one human interest segment at the end. By then however, too much of the brooding she’s perfected has sunk in and not even a segment on the world's largest corn husk in Iowa can save her at that point. Ironic that she was on the network with Tom Brokaw, who could come into your living room, sit down and have a beer with you at the end of a long day, because she seems to have learned nothing from him.

Katie comes in and tells you to take your feet off your own coffee table. Ain’t happening, especially in flyover country. Which is really too bad. She has the ability as an anchor, she just needs to lighten up and stop trying to prove she belongs.

And Les needs to back off and stop forcing a square peg so much. (via Drudge)

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It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

All things must end, and as most people predicted, The Sopranos ending left us with more questions than answers. The Montclair, NJ bar buzz in is that there will be a more "final" ending in an upcoming movie.I give Chase more credit than that. Not that he cares, but I'm satisfied with the ending. My sister gave me a laugh when she called at 10:14pm to ask "Why did they show Meadow taking so long to park outside?" The answer is simply, "because David Chase can."

I've mentioned before I live only blocks away from the real Soprano house. My roommate's curiosity lead her to drive by on Sunday and she saw that fans had left bouquets of roses on the driveway entrance. Interesting.

I won't sit here and try to tear apart every symbol of the finale. And this is where I insert that no series ending will EVER match that of "Six Feet Under" but I will note some thoughts that are still haunting me 24 hours later. The more I think about the final episode, the more I fine tune my theory that he could have shot that in any sequence, so that the actors would not know how it ended either. Sort of Woody Allen style where one character wouldn't know how another character acted in a previous scene. Just a thought.

But what I found to be the strongest point was the development of Tony's son. We witnessed beautiful writing depicting young ears first hearing musical genius -  how appropriate that AJ begins his climatic "turning point" after he's introduced to the words of Bob Dylan.

The young Soprano's political passions that ruled the season were soon thereafter smothered by his parents' blanket of wealth and selfishness to keep him safe. Their fear of his military wishes are paralleled with the fact he almost killed himself in an earlier scene by recklessly parking his hot cadilic converter on a pile of leaves. No need to mention the suicide attempt three weeks ago. I noted the Dylan song they played, "It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)" contains the perfect lyrics to summarize the second, and almost stronger meaning of the episode's title: "Made in America."

Banner ads going for the throat

Here's a banner ad that Michael Vick might design.

Hit the smash button, start a dog fight? Luckily during the "smashing" 3 minutes I'll never have back in my day, I only witnessed: evil elf-men smashed open a dog cage; dog mauled the evil elf men.

Hmmm. Maybe the ringtone is Vick voicing over "Face your dogs!"
The whole thing makes me sick to my stomach. Nice detail on the top right - "Participation Required."

The 2012 London Olympics logo is here!

And it just may be historically, Olympically—yes it’s a word—um, the oddest thing I’ve ever seen. Olympic logos generally have to appeal to a global audience while still retaining some uniqueness, some universal connection if you will. This one however, has people more than a little perplexed. That it represents the numbers 2012 is a graphic stretch to say the least. It’s sad that in an effort to appeal to the broadest of audiences, it ended up being so generic and devoid of anything special.

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I knew that whole ‘King of the Jungle’ thing was an act.

Amazing video showing the exception, not the rule to what you find in most National Geographic clips. Summed up quite elegantly by one YouTube commentor:

“the lions are pussies.”