Posts Tagged ‘Erika Slezak’

No Joy In Llanview

November 18, 2011

Today is a bittersweet day; it’s the last official taping of One Life to Live which is scheduled to air its final episode on the cruddy ABC Network on January 13, 2012. Originally it was scheduled for the following Friday, the 20th, but who knows what evil lurks beneath those ridiculous over-sized mouse ears that only serve to conceal devil horns; not only have they denied us our soaps, but they’ve gypped us out of a week of One Life to Live besides.  And that’s not the only conundrum (thanks for that one, Roxy..OLTL fans know what I mean) that has us hopeful fans baffled.

True, we have a shot of keeping our soap alive through Prospect Park, but there are reports that nothing as of yet has been officially decided between the actors and the actor’s union, AFTRA (the American Federation of Television and Radio Artists) and if no agreement can be reached, the actors cannot continue to work. So, so far, the future of the 13 or so performers including daytime’s grande dame Erika Slezak who was among the first to “sign” with the new production company.

Then it was reported that Prospect Park was going to lease the studio from ABC to continue shooting. Then it’s reported they cannot lease it.

This just in: Now it’s being said that Prospect Park is keeping mum, issuing a no comment on the future of its plans: reports have come through that PP hasn’t the sufficient funds to support both One Life To Live and All My Children (which has seemingly been on the chopping block from day 1) and when asked about the status of the shows, PP told the Soap Opera Network, “We have no comment at this time.”

To make matters even more confusing, I just read this morning, that orders were given by ABC to the actors who have not signed with PP must pack up and be out by the weekend.

So, who knows what the future holds for One Life To Live after all? All I know is I’ll be tuned in each and every day until what may well be the bitter end and when the final credits roll, ABC will be off my television set.


Here Comes The Rain Again

September 7, 2011

I thought of taking up a collection, maybe raffle off something, kind of like in the same vane as Lucy Ricardo did when she and Ethel wanted to join Ricky and Fred in Europe, and send Ariel and me somewhere where it’s not raining, but then I realized, duh! It’ll end up raining there anyway. So, we could plan to go where they haven’t had rain in a while and do a good service, but heck, I want some sun! So, put your wallets away, folks.

You’ve heard about Indiana man, Bryon Womack, the sword-yielding, half-naked, Interstate Highway Samurai who is ‘cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs’? Well, there you have it. Okay, well, he was spotted marching down Interstate 65, dressed only in plaid knee-length shorts and slip-on shoes, rhythmically swaying a 35-inch samurai sword to his drum major-like marching cadence.

When approached by state troopers Rick Hudson and Ricky Rayner, he swung the sword defensively but dropped it upon Trooper Hudson’s command. He then attempted to flee the scene in a temporarily unoccupied police cruiser belonging to an office who had stopped at the scene to add assistance, but he was quickly stopped. It was at the jailhouse were Womack declared his affinity for Cocoa Puffs, charged for attempted carjacking, resisting arrest and possession of marijuana.

It’s been a long while since I’ve mentioned anything about the fight to save the soaps and as you may remember, One Life to Live and All My Children were leased by ABC/Disney to Prospect Park who plan on airing the shows in an online version. And now it’s quite possible the two soaps may also be aired on the USA cable network, but nothing has been confirmed about that yet. Well, yesterday, two breaking news items came through; one being that Diva Susan Lucci ixnayed the company’s offer, which was said to have been near to what she is currently earning. In this breaking news item, it is said she wanted more money, for less hours and a guaranteed primetime series. I’m not a fan of All My Children nor of La Lucci, but I cannot believe she would jeopardize the future of her show like this, especially since the mobilization of fans across the country since the cancellation announcement was made this past April, that she would feel such little regard, much like the powers that be at ABC, for her fans.  And if that’s the case, and shame on her if it is, then  All My Children will have to be put on hold  until they can figure what to do and we’ll have to see what comes of this.

On the other hand, Erika Slezak (Victoria Lord) has signed on to continue with Prospect Park. Thank you, Ms Slezak!

There May Be Rain

July 15, 2011

I got my balls in my hand, ready to toss them around, hoping to perfect my juggling skills before tomorrow so I can properly celebrate National Juggling Day. But the last time I tried to juggle, everything went in every direction, and that was during the practice round using only one ball. But back to today’s celebrations. Today is National Tapioca Pudding Day, or, if you’re privileged to be in a certain social circle, it’s actually National Tackaracka Day. That’s an inside joke that only a few people know and I’m keeping it that way. That from the same person who desperately needed to know, upon eyeing a pretty girl wandering by, with quite a wiggle in her walk, whether “Does shake come with those fries?”

It’s also St. Swithin’s Day. St. Swithin, actually Swithun was a Saxon Bishop of Winchester, who, as he lay on his deathbed, asked to be buried outdoor, where he we would be trodden and rained upon. After nine years of his wishes being followed, the monks of Westchester moved his remains to a shrine inside the cathedral on July 15, 971 and there was a heavy rainstorm during that ceremony. That was the birth of the old wives’ tale that if it rains on St. Swithin’s Day, it will rain for the next 40 days and if the weather is clear, fine weather will ensue for 40 straight days.

St. Swithin’s day if thou dost rain

For forty days it will remain

St. Swithin’s day if thou be fair

For forty days ‘twill rain nae mair.

Today is a beautiful day but St. Swithin never met Brian and Ariel… just sayin’. 

Today also marks the eighty-ninth anniversary of when the first duck-billed platypus in the U.S. at New York Zoo.

And today is the 43rd anniversary of the premier of One Life to Live. I’m trying to think exactly when it was I first started watching, but it was before our beloved Erika Slezak took over the role of Victoria Lord (Riley, Burke, Buchanan, Carpenter, Davidson, Banks). I’m not sure if it was with Gillian Spencer, the actress who played the part until 1970, but it was most likely with the second “Viki”, Joanne Dorian who vacated the role in ‘71 when Erika Slezak took over and has remained ever since. However, doing some investigative work, it was sometime in 1970 because I remember the character Marcy Wade, played by Francesca James, who helped make Viki’s life a nightmare by falsely claiming “Niki Smith” Viki’s alternate personality (she suffers from multiple personalities) was again re-emerging, to help drive a wedge between her and Steve Burke so Marcy could have him all to herself. But in a scuffle between Marcy and Steve with a gun, Marcy was shot and she died. And, Steve Burke came into the picture, romancing and eventually marrying Viki, when Joe Riley, Viki’s first husband was presumed to be dead, but he was later found being taken care of  by Wanda and that nullified that Lord/Burke union… oh, I could go on.  But that was in 1970. So, therefore, I’ve been watching steadfastly since 1970.  So, happy Anniversary One Life to Live. And thanks!

God bless the children…Caylee Anthony and Leiby Kletzky.

Press 1 To Cancel

August 28, 2009

It must be Friday, there’s cinnamon in my coffee. And with it I’m having an olive oil and garlic coated linguini and cheddar omelette.

So, I’m catching up with Guiding Light last night–I’m watching the last few weeks of its run as a show of respect to it and I was once a rabid fan–and I had to watch two days’ worth because I was in NY on Wednesday night. At the very beginning of the recording was the tail end, literally the last 30 seconds of President Obama’s speech about Teddy Kennedy and after that the camera switched to a split screen of  two news commentators, whose names I don’t remember. The woman said (more or less) “I could hear the emotion in his voice.” The man said (more or less) “It was from the heart, just like we were told it would be.” What the hell  kind of ridiculous and plastic non-analytical comment is that?

Quickly, speaking of soap operas, I read yesterday that Erika Slezak’s contract was renewed on One Life To Live. There were rumors all over the place the show was going to do away with “Viki” and that would have been the end of that for me.  And I will add, that I’m sure my letter I sent in protest added to the decision.

Last Friday, as you may remember, I had those computer issues in that while I was just finishing up trying to post my blog, first Internet Explorer went down, then my Internet connection fell from the cable company. I called and was told they were getting calls about it from people in my area, but so far no notification came through about an “official” outtage.

Fast forward to this past Tuesday. My phone ran several times during the afternoon and all from the same 800 number before I finally relented and answered. I was super busy with work and I figured it was someone trying to sell me something, like a block of tickets to the symphony or for Broadway shows. But that would have been odd because that kind of call doesn’t usually come until after we’ve shoved the first forkful of dinner into our mouths. It was an automated message from my cable company that my service call for Thursday was for between this time and this time. Huh? “If your service is working properly and no longer need this service press one to cancel.” I pressed. “To confirm your cancellation, press 1.” I pressed. “Thank you.” The phone rang again, this time, appropriately while we were eating dinner and it was the exact same canned message which I handled in the exact same way. And believe it or not, soon before I had to get ready to catch my train into the city on Wednesday, the same call…and I had a funny feeling it wasn’t over.

11:08 yesterday morning (Thursday) my phone rang. It was a local number I didn’t recognize. I answered. “Hi, this is (let’s say his name was Bertram…I know, right? Silly! It was probably more like Jose or Paul or something like that.) “Hi, this is Bertram confirming your Comcast service call.” “My what?” I asked, already bored with the entire matter. I explained to Bertram/Jose/Paul that yes, I had called to find out if there was an outtage…a WEEK ago but that I never scheduled a service call. “So, do you want me to cancel it?”

No walk again today. It’s raining like mad and three days isn’t dedication enough to not care about a slight incumbrance such as rain. When I was walking steadily a while ago, I relished rainy days because it was an adventure. I just worried when there was lightning that it would find me and my iPod.

Well, it’s time for me to reconfirm that it’s Friday. I need another cup of coffee. Have a great weekend