Posts Tagged ‘Brian Frons’

Teachers Who Fix Their Hair

May 26, 2011

122 million votes, an all time record will determine the winner of this year’s American Idol. The two finalists, Scotty and Lauren came out and a remote of each one’s hometown was shown in the background. Scotty had such a huge crowd and it was determined by us, the revelers, that most of the people in Lauren’s hometown, which recently suffered a tornado, got blown into North Carolina, into Scotty’s camp. The reunion of the idols came together for the final Brady Bunch moment singing, once again (yawn….) Lady Gaga’s Born This Way.

James then joined Judas Priest for a performance and he was in his glory. Jacob sang with some guy playing the piano (sorry, I was multi-tasking) and Gladys Knight with her Pips. She never leaves home without them. Well, that one time, but we won’t talk about that. Oh, it was Kirk Franklin, the piano player guy.

Next up was Constipation Casey AND Jack Black (a perfect pair if ever there was one) singing Fat Bottom Girls. Jack Black’s a singer? For that matter…. Constipation Casey’s a singer?

The girls of the Top 13, all dressed in red came out and sang Put A Ring On It and To The Left and something I didn’t recognize (I’m assuming a Beyonce song) and If I Were A Boy… alright already, where is Beyonce herself, this medley is getting tiresome. Ah, there she is and, oh man, those shoes….HOT!!!!! And she’s got legs all the way up to there.

During this little break, while they’re saluting Steven Tyler’s first year on Idol, let me interject with this ridiculous asinine quote and see if you know who said it : “Serials, for the most part are baby boomer programs…”.

Speaking of asinine, the coupling of Haley and Tony Bennett, for instance. Well, what does he care? He’s 85, he’s left a legacy and still going strong and his Duets 2 album will be out in September. Gotta put that on my Amazon wishlist. Or maybe my birthday wishlist. Little John (L’il John?) came bouncing out followed by TLC singing Waterfalls. LOVE that song.

Scottypants and Tim McGraw duetted with Live Like You Were Dying. Go Scotty. And Jennifer Lopez turned up missing (uh…oxymoron much?). She must be gonna sing. Must be gonna sing; oh, Mac would have my head for that one.

Let me finish that quote while we revisit some of the year’s misguided idol hopefuls. “…and as Boomers are out of the key selling demographic, we need to look at alternatives.”. Need a hint? His name rhymes with Jackass. Yes, it was Brian Frons. Not gonna get into analyzing that one, not now.

Well it wasn’t J-lo, but Marc Anthony who appeared at the top the stairs, singing some hip-gyrating rhythmic song accompanied by Sheila E. on the drums, of course and oh yeah and J-lo, shaking her money maker for hubby Marc.

Oh dear, and then the boys came out, lead by Stefano (making it evident it was a wise move he got voted off) singing a Prince song (made sense with Sheila E being there) and then Paul sang a Tom Jones song, as did the rest of the boys, and I remembered that The Voice had once covered Prince, so he should be out shortly and here he is, all tan and looking spiffy singing It’s Not Unusual.

Speaking of Lady Gaga, here she is in a bedazzled modified revolutionary war hat.

Lauren’s turn, singing Before He Cheats, the Carrie Underpants, er, Underwood version, not the hyped up club version by Jackie O. So, could Ms. Underpants be far behind. Thanks for that one, Pocono Bob! R.I.P.

And one more time with Beyonce who can’t say algebra. But then again, who uses the word algebra in a song? Well, Rose Nylund wanted to use intrauterine in a song about Miami… you’re cuter than, an intrauterine…so I guess all bets are off.

Bono and The Edge, amid a huge Spiderman set, including a flying Spiderman (which one is this, the one with the broken ribs or the broken back?) failed to impress me with Rise Above.

Our own Steven Tyler suddenly appeared on stage tickling the ivories to Dream On. I hear tell he performed solo because the rest of Aerosmith has shunned him for being a judge on American Idol.

And now comes the moment we’ve all been waiting for. Dim the lights… Come on Scotty…….

It’s Scotty!!!!!  Scotty is the new American Idol.  And Lauren seemed as genuinely happy as she could be and that other creep that got voted off last week is still scowling.




With This Ring…Whoops!

May 19, 2011

I was out on my own last night. It’s official; The Ghost of Commander has left the building. Beyonce was last night’s mentor and her first charge was Scottypants who sang “Amazed” by Lonestar. His performance was decidedly better (with the usual Scotty smoothness and confidence) than his rehearsal.

Lauren was next with “She’s A Wild One” by Faith Hill. She started okay, went a little flat in an attempt to reach some high notes, then brought it back.

The last contestant for this round decided on Led Zeppelin’s “What Is And What Should Never Be”. To me, this alleged superstar sounded like Charlie Brown’s mother. And then she fell. It was hard to tell how she sang because the band played so loud on top of her.

Round two: “Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not” by Thompson Square is Jimmy Iovine’s pick for Scotty. Again, cool, confident Scotty.

Lauren’s round two song was “If I Die Young” by Perry. Did she miss a line? Again she sounded a little unsure of herself.

The third contestant sang “Rhiannon” by Stevie Nicks. Again, Charlie Brown’s mother.

Scotty’s final song was Kenny Rogers’ “She Believes In Me”. Scotty! Scotty! Scotty!

Lauren sang “I Hope You Dance” by LeeAnn Womak. Her best of the night.

The last judge’s choice is “You Oughtta Know” by Alanis Morissette. By far the worst of the night.

Okay, you know who I’m gunning for. I’ll be happy with a Scotty/Lauren finale! Let’s see what happens.


Okay, time for a quick, yet uncomfortable video. It’s fairly self explanatory.


And now the continuing saga of the Battle of the Soaps: My head is actually pounding while I’m writing this. Soap Nazi (thank you whichever Facebook group member who came up with that, I love that) Brian Frons waved and chuckled at protestors outside New York’s Lincoln Center on Tuesday after a meeting of ABC Upfront, a meeting between network execs and advertisers in preparation for the upcoming season. Chuckled? The man who allegedly was brought to tears when he made the announcement of the cancellation, an emotion confirmed by kiss-ass Barbara Walters?  He never thought he’d be the one to do that, he’s been known to say. He also was quoted as saying there is no chance the shows will be back. You’re so full of shit, Frons! And you know it! That’s him with the sunglasses and the smug look on his face!

Our groups on Facebook don’t have much more time until the Upfronts are over and we are bombarding current advertisers to try to get them to not sponsor the new shows. I can’t believe I’m writing this, but The Chew, or, how I affectionately refer to it as The Cud, is set to replace All My Children on September 26, 2011 and The Revulsion (what they’re calling The Revolution) is scheduled to replace One Life to Live beginning on Monday, January 23, 2012. Goodbye, ABC. 

Susan Lucci (Erica Kane) made this following statement:

How Insulting

May 11, 2011

I got into the city last night, right on time, even though the cab passed my house…twice!! I made sure to call an hour before my train and I saw him pass by, then saw him waiting to get back onto the highway from my neighbor’s driveway. I guess she gets turnarounds, too. Then he passed me again and went up the side street across from my house. Finally, when he picked me up, he explained that he missed the house because the number wasn’t on the mailbox. That’s my fault because it’s been that way since the winter when the plows kept knocking it into the show and I haven’t replaced them yet. So, after dinner at Playwrights Celtic Pub, one of our favorite haunts, we thought we’d take a stroll through Madam Tussauds wax museum, but it was 8:15 and it closes at 8. So, we headed home.

But, Melissa and Bob had a great time. They started off the morning being on camera on the sidewalk out the studio of The Today Show, which I recorded on my DVR.  Then their seats got upgraded for the Dr. Oz show.  Afterwards they went to the top of the Empire State building and just otherwise tooled around the city until we all met for dinner.

You know that car trouble/mechanic, or toothache/dentist syndrome when the noise or the pain stops when you get to the garage or doctor’s office? Well, one of our new TV’s starting giving us trouble in that we couldn’t turn it on. It would take multiple tries, sometimes into the double digits to get it to come on, either with the remote or the button the actual set. I called the company, they offered a “fix”, it didn’t work. They are sending me a new TV and now, the last two days, this morning included, it started on the very first try.

This is to all companion caretakers, the animals that live in your homes do NOT like to be called “pets” and they also aren’t fond of you calling yourself their owner. It’s just RUDE! Yes, researchers from the Oxford Center for Animal Ethics in tandem with the University of Illinois and Penn State University suggest that using those words degrades the relationship between you and the animal. Therefore, the words “companion” and “caretaker” are the preferred references.

That’s almost like the falderal a few months back when passports applications were going to replace “Parent 1” and “Parent 2” for “mother” and “father”. After all, who wants to insult his or her mother or father by calling them mother or father?

Oh, and by the way, rats and assorted other such non-companion type animals like to be referred to as “free-living”.


Okay, quick update: Brian Frons, President of ABC Daytime has said in a statement:

“Women no longer feel that they need to have an escape in their daytime television, they are looking for information so they can take an active role in changing their lives. It’s a huge difference from what we’ve seen before.



Well, I’m not a woman, but I am a 40+ year fan of One Life To Live and I find his comment insulting, ignorant and dismissive, not only to women but to all the faithful viewers of these shows, not to mention the actors, writers, technical people and those who write for soap magazines both in print and online who will be out of work. They depend on the world of escapism.  On the repeated emails I’ve been sending to any or all of the ABC head listed below, I ask to see the results of the “poll” that gave the indication of what is preferred viewing. But I’ve yet to hear back from them, going back to the very first day when the announcent was made and of course they’re not going to tell me. Who am I?

Manic Monday

May 9, 2011

I don’t have much in the way of a blog today; the weekend was rather hectic what with preparing for the big Mother’s Day shindig. Oh, we had a houseful and more food than you can imagine. But that’s the way we do things around here…BIG! In the middle of all that, and since it was such a glorious sun-shiny day on Saturday, we weeded and planted the garden. But I’m afraid my plants went into shock and am prepared to lose them. Of course the seeds we planted will grow, I’m sure, but it’s the seedlings, the tomato plants especially, might not make it. So, we’ll see.

Well, I really haven’t much more but I have to make my daily mention about the fight to save our soaps and today I have names and contact info for three of the ABC/Disney executives.

Have a great day

A Bright Spot

April 29, 2011

No matter how I coaxed, The Ghost of Commander was adamant about not doing his recap, so it’s up to me. I hope I do him proud. I know he’ll be reading this.

First of all, Ariel and I were trying to determine where Steven Tyler is buying his clothes and he thought it was the International Male reject warehouse. I, on the other hand, think it’s Carly Simon’s closet.

Then, the six remaining contestants did a horrendous job with a Carole King medley; that aside, I’m just flabbergasted that so many songs that are so familiar and have been around forever are all hers.

Crystal Bowersox, who really should have won last year, America, sang “Ridin With The Radio”. And then the obligatory “pad the hour” with silly stuff and it was question and answer time for the contestants.

Finally time for the results. First up, Haley. She’s safe. WTF? Really! Sorry, Commander. I guess I’ll be here next week, as well. Next is Scotty, but Ryan made him sit and wait a while longer for his results. Then it was Lauren’s turn. And she went back to the couch without her results.

Constipation Casey was next. And back to the couch. Finally, a true result, James is safe. And now it’s Jacob’s turn and Lauren, Constipation Casey and Scotty came back to the stage. Lauren is safe.  And the world waited while Bruno Mars whined through some song or other. Ugh.

So, it was the three remaining boys; Jacob, Scotty and Casey.  Double ugh… Jacob is safe. And between Constipation Casey and Scotty, the person who got voted off was CONSTIPATION CASEY! YES!!!!!! Scotty is safe! That should give Commander a little consolation.



So, there’s a new rumor going around concerning the battle to save One Life to Live and All My Children. I wasn’t sure if mentioning it would be a jinx or not, but I’m seeing it posted almost everywhere, and quite frankly, I’m too excited about the prospect to keep hold onto it. This is a definite bright spot in an otherwise dismal abyss.

Considering this latest bit of news, maybe this rumor may just come to be fact.  One Life To Live tied for second during the week of April 18-22, winning over 263,000 viewers, beating General Hospital in total viewers–the show Brian Frons was going to “keep around” because it was doing so well. But then rumors began to spread that even GH was going bye-bye. Super Genius just wants to kill the “soap”.  Wouldn’t this proposesd acquisition be a huge ostrich egg in Brian Frons’ face!

So, come on, dear readers, I repeat what I said a few days ago, watch an episode or two,  it won’t kill you. Tell a friend to tune in. SAVE OUR SOAPS!

And I’ll close out the week with this short, but nonetheless hysterical video. It’s a few years old, but it came into my mind yesterday and I found it and so here it is. You all have a great weekend.

Later The Next Day

April 19, 2011

The battle rages on trying to save One Life to Live, but before I get into that, I need to cover some other stuff.

This is a fun little story. I got an email about my credit card having been rejected for an online purchase. The purchase was made earlier in the year, the item was out of stock and in the meantime that card had expired so they wanted to alert me of the problem. I called the number and told the guy on the phone why I was calling and it seemed for a while there, he wasn’t going to let me finish saying what I needed to say. Finally, I got it through to him that it was the same card number, but a different expiration date. He said to me, “Perhaps I can take over the conversation now and explain something to you.” “Oh, sure, go ahead” I told him. “This number is encrypted to me. I cannot see it, therefore I need you to read the number off your card to me so I can re-enter it”. I said, “Oh, sure, no problem. I just wasn’t expecting you to be so rude.” But in the end we kissed and made up, I just better watch my credit card bills for any unauthorized purchases by Mike!

I’ve been wanting to show you this since last week when I got a fantastic video in an email from my sister and with Easter just days away it seems the appropriate time to show it. It’s a current take on an old story. Unfortunately for some reason, I can’t link it like a YouTube video, but click on the blue button and the player window will open. After a brief advertisement, the video will start. Please enjoy.

From the One Life To Live front:

It’s been discussed all over the internet that the decision to cancel One Life to Live and All My Children was a year in the making, which gives one pause as to how Barbara Walters can defend her… oh, right, her boss, of course… by announcing on the claw and cackle fest otherwise known as The View, after Whoopi Goldberg brought up the topic, undoubtedly meticulously choreographed, that Brian Frons was “almost in tears himself”.  But get this! A little over a year ago, I blogged about my concern over an article I’d read; the date was July 16, 2010 and this paragraph is just part of that entry: (Give me an e. Give me an i.)

I got a little nervous last night when I read an article that my soap opera, One Life To Live was rumored to be on the chopping block once again, like it was last fall. However, according to the article, Brian Frons, head of ABC daytime television said the network was committed to keeping all three of its soaps–All My Children, OLTL and General Hospital–on the air.

Really, liar?

MAJOR ANNOUNCEMENT: Hoover will discontinue sponsoring ABC as of this coming Friday!

Please help in the fight to keep the remaining soaps on the air. Watch an episode or two. Come on, it won’t kill you. Even if you don’t watch any of these soaps just think what television could be with nothing but reality TV 24/7 in place of your favorite television show. Just imagine it were one of your favorite shows; perhaps your cable company decided to pull the plug on all things Sci-fi, or comedy, or sports.  Just because the television  networks forcefeed us inferior programming doesn’t mean we have to like it. Write a letter to one, or both of these people and tell  them to save our shows.

One Life To Live

April 18, 2011

It’s no surprise I’m angry with Brian Frons and ABC for the decision to cancel One Life To Live, a show I’ve watched for nearly 43 years. Since the news came over the internet, I’ve joined the crusade to help save One Life To Live, All My Children and unfortunately, undoubtedly, all in due time, the remaining ones–General Hospital, Days Of Our Lives, The Young and the Restless and The Bold and the Beautiful. Here is the official announcement.

I could spend the entire blog extolling what I believe to be the values of the genre, but I’ve been doing that on every available message board, Facebook link and emails and letters to The Powers that Be at ABC on both coasts.

As someone who loves to write, I can appreciate the work that goes into fabricating these stories at a relentless pace and it’s just disgraceful to think all this hard work, this cultural fold of the fabric of Americana is being dismissed as a passing fancy.  

I can’t help but wonder how long before other favorite shows will fade into the landscape of cheaply produced reality shows and talk shows.

If you watch, or know someone who watches or just want to help save what’s left of daytime TV, here are two names you can contact:

Brian Frons, President, ABC Daytime, 2300 Riverside Dr, Burbank, CA 91506 

Anne Sweeney, President, ABC TV, ABC Studios, 500 S. Buena Vista St, Burbank, CA  91521

Give Me An e. Give Me An i

July 16, 2010

It’s Friday, hooray, but that’s not the only reason to be happy. I made yet another discovery about my Droid that kind of blew my mind. Well, for one thing, thanks to my friend Maria, who also has a Droid, told me that there was an app that made it possible to play my iTunes library on my phone. I downloaded it, registered online and lo and behold, there was my iTunes library. Or what little there was of it. I don’t keep very much stored in the computer because it just uses up memory, but I moved a mess of songs from my eBook into iTunes and I have those songs now. (I need something with an “a”, an “o” and a “u”). The beauty of that is I can change my line up of songs every now and then. But that’s just one of the incredible things I discovered.

A while back, I painstakingly transferred enough 12″ club mix vinyl records from the post-Disco era (mid to late 80’s and some into the early 90’s) to fit onto 36 CD’s, not including the special Donna Summer disc(the 17 minute “Love To Love You, Baby” is a must!) . From there, I imported them onto my iPod. I would do the same with my treasure trove of  (disco) 45’s if only I could find them. I still say the team that installed my central air took them from my attic. Brian, what are records doing in the attic?

Back to my Droid. I was listening to my iTunes playlist the other day when I decided to explore what the “L” in a little box in the top corner of the album art icon that accompanies each song. Would you believe it opens the lyrics to those songs that display the “L”? Even to the 12″ vinyl transfers I made, records from 20 + years ago? I was, and am, well, quite frankly…amazed! There, I said it. Oh, I almost forgot. The name of that app is mSpot.

I got a little nervous last night when I read an article that  my soap opera, One Life To Live was rumored to be on the chopping block once again, like it was last fall. However, according to the article, Brian Frons, head of ABC daytime television said the network was committed to keeping all three of its soaps–All My Children, OLTL and General Hospital–on the air.

From the “I’m still getting water in my basement” department”: There is one more aveune I will try this weekend to see if it might be the cause of the leak. Another downspout, which also empties to the channel beneath the driveway seems to be clogged. I discovered that the other day when the sky opened up. Water was shooting out of every conceivable connection from the gutter down to the ground and water was even bubbling up from where the downspout connects to the underground channel. I’m kind of hoping that somehow the drainage system is clogged (or otherwise deteriorated) and somehow backing up on itself and the water, as water does, is finding it’s own path and that path is a direct line into the basement. Even my contractor guy said it was a very good possibility.

And, finally, this is for your viewing pleasure….you’re welcome! Just get past the first minute or so before things really kick into gear. I have thank Ken for sending this video to me.

I take no responsibility if you end up trying this at home and hurt yourself! Have a great weekend!

Later That Same Day

January 7, 2010

Full body scanners are back in the news and I have the answers to those burning questions you have about them. Because I looked them up online. First of all they currently at 19 airports and the U.S. government is working on equipping airports across the country. For now, they are a voluntary option for all passengers, but if the full body scan is declined, the passenger must submit to full body pat down. If you’re wondering if images are saved, worry ye not. There is no storage capability and no image capturing device (camera, cell phone, renaissance artist) is allowed in the resolution room. To do so is a terminable offense. There are two types of scans; millimeter wave and backscatter. The millimeter bounces harmless electromagnetic waves, which are 10,000 times less than what is permitted for a cell phone, and produces a black and white image. Backscatter projects an ionizing X-ray beam over the body. The reflection (backscatter) is digitized and displayed on a monitor. Each scan produces less than 10 microrem of emission, equivalent to what you receive in about two minutes on a flight at altitude. Whatever that means. Is it private? Define private. The attending security officer cannot see the image and the remotely-located officer cannot see the passenger. A privacy algorithm blurs facial features. But what about those traveling who’d rather not admit to the Irish curse? Guys? If I’ve got my facts straight, the process takes about a half a minute, from the scan time to the remote officer who reads the results. A full body pat down takes about 2-4 minutes. As threats to aviation evolve, so does technology to help detect them.

However, British officials have an issue with full body scans and passengers under the age of 18. A scan of someone in that age range would go against the British child pornography laws and the scans showing a child’s genitals are considered indecent and illegal. Yeah, that makes sense in this anti-terrorist, you never know what’s next world we live in. Chill out Britain. If the images aren’t stored and the individual’s identity is hidden, then what’s the problem?

From the bunch of hooey files, Vito Franco, professor of pathological anatomy a the University of Palermo, is worried that one of the world’s most famous women suffered from high levels of cholesterol. He made that diagnosis after spotting signs of xanthelasma, which is a build up yellowish fatty acids under the skin as well as subcutaneous lipomas, benign tumors composed of fatty tissue, on her hands. The woman? The Mona Lisa!  

Lastly for today, I saw an article on my internet server’s homepage that One Life to Live is in danger of getting the ax. Now they’re blaming storylines like wrecking someone’s love affair or characters coming back from the dead. Isn’t that what every other soap is all about? Whatever the reason One Life to Live is being threatened, I think it’s time Brian Frons, head of ABC Daytime should investigate the matter and not be part of this epidemic. Let’s keep the institution of soap operas alive.



And with that, I give you Thursday.