Werewolf!

I'm Gumby, dammit!
I'm Gumby, dammit!

This calls for desperate measures! I shall have to think!
It wasn't a series of its own, but Tom Terrific was the most surreal element of Captain Kangaroo, which, come to think of it, had plenty of surreal elements. Grandfather Clock. The Banana Man. The Magic Drawing Board. Mister Moose. And lots of ping pong balls.…

God forgive me, but I still covet Loonette (Alyson Court) from the Big Comfy Couch. The Clock Rug Stretch is the closest thing to the Kama Sutra you will ever see on a children's show.

McCoy
Memory

gt, I have indeed.

Urban legend?
Or was there really an auto dealer ad that said "Bring the title and the wife, and we'll dicker"?

I have measured out my life with local ads.

Can't… hold… on… much… longer!
Cliff Hanger! Hanging from a cliff. And that's why he's called Cliff Hanger!

Most of what you say in your second paragraph is correct. It is hard to overstate Darwin's position as the most conspicuous symbol of the way science threatens all our comfortable notions about mankind's privileged place in the cosmos. And God's personal intervention in our affairs becomes superfluous when natural…

Kenny Blankenship's painful elimination of the day!

Darwin?
I don't understand why you portray Darwin as the great trailblazer in recognizing the age of the earth. Hutton and Lyell were more prominent in that regard, and their deep time gave Darwin's natural selection the room it needed to work. The shocked reaction to Darwin was not "Oh no, the universe really is…

I wouldn't have thought it was possible
to write this long a piece about Bob Wills without even a mention of, never mind a link to, New San Antonio Rose. It will always be his signature tune and the supreme example of Texas swing.

WRONNNGGG!

If I Fail

I like my sex like I like my chocolate - intense pleasure succeeded by intense guilt.

Wheat… lots of wheat… fields of wheat… a tremendous amount of wheat…

Uh, make that West and Gordon.

Souped-up boxcar? I would have said souped-up Pullman. West and Ross weren't undercover hobos.

Yes, for non-fiction I would go with Woodstock (aka Porta-San). Otherwise Hard Days Night wins in a walk; funnier than Spinal Tap, and "seminal" to lock the film esthete vote.