Desert Island / Emmys

Monday, Aug. 28, 2006 - 3:00 a.m.

Early Sunday morning on the BBC, I listened to a broadcast of Desert Island Discs. The concept was so intriguing, I thought I would borrow it this week for a meme.

From Wikipedia:

"Desert Island Discs is a long-running BBC Radio 4 program. It was first broadcast on January 29, 1942 and is said by the Guinness Book of Records to be the longest-running music programme in the history of radio. Guests are invited to imagine themselves as castaways on a desert island, and asked to choose the eight pieces of music they would take with them; discussion of their choices permits a review of their life. They also choose one book (excluding the Bible or other religious work and the works of Shakespeare which are already deemed present on the island) and one luxury item which must be inanimate and have no practical use."

I think I'm going to bend this just a little bit to fit the following parameters: I'm going to let the readership choose eight entire albums instead of just eight songs.

Here are my choices:

It's All Gone Pete Tong -- soundtrack / various artists
Hopes and Fears -- Keane
Under The Iron Sea -- Keane
Novus Magnificat -- Constance Demby
The Sensual World -- Kate Bush
Hats -- The Blue Nile
Angel With A Lariat -- k.d. lang
Little Earthquakes -- Tori Amos

I suppose if I could take one book, I would take Tom Sawyer. if I could take a book series, I guess I'd take the Little House set.

Inanimate object: Very tough one. Presuming I would have electricity, I guess I would take my keyboard. Although I might say the heck with it and take one of my stuffed animals.

Now then. Kindly don't fence me in with ButWhatAbouts, because it was nearly impossible to do this. :-)

Come up with your own list and post it in your own blog, instead.

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In the Beyond The Pale department --

CHICAGO How did a ten-year-old boy stop a United Airlines plane?

According to witnesses, all he had to do was say the magic word -- "bomb."

Two passengers who were on yesterday's flight from O'Hare International Airport say the boy apparently told a flight attendant that he had a bomb attached to his leg. They say the flight attendant told them that she even gave the boy a chance to recant his statement -- but that instead, he repeated it. So, the flight was delayed, as the plane was moved to a remote part of the runway -- and then, the boy and family were removed.

One of the fellow passengers, Ryan Bilbrey, tells NBC's "Today" show that he saw the boy causing trouble earlier at the security checkpoint. He describes the child as being "very agitated." Bilbrey says the boy didn't want to remove his shoes, and that he argued with the security agent -- even using profanity.

This precious child was obviously unaware that he was at risk of being stomped on by the security team until he was jelly.

I sincerely hope his parents faithfully recreated the experience at home.

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Finally, the Emmy Awards.

I wasn't paying attention to the fashions. Others will dish better than I could, anyway.

But I have to say for the record that I just... I just really have mixed feelings about seeing Barry Manilow and Dick Clark together on stage again. Can't explain it. DC has come a long way since last New Years, but poor Barry looked so frail. Maybe he'll feel better after he has his hip surgery. That's today, folks, so send him a vibe.

I'm not sure nostalgia should ever be mixed with pity -- they seem to cancel each other out most of the time.

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The Emmy memorial list was nice, but boy did they miss some doozies.

For instance -- Lloyd Bochner, Vincent Schiavelli, Skitch Henderson, Nipsey Russell, Lou Rawls, and Jerry Juhl.

I can't figure out why they weren't mentioned.

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Okay. Have a good Monday.

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I just changed my mind. Candice Bergen looked like one of those septunagerian hippies you still find on communes. Ewww.

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