And...

I was asked if I planned to see "The Karate Kid" starring Jaden Smith, son of Will Smith and Jada Pinkett-Smith.

That would be..wait for it...a NO. Before people are like, "How can you not?" Well, I can real easy. First, I never saw the 'classic' Karate Kid flicks back in 80's, and I even had real big crush on Ralph Macchio then. Granted the originals are now running on Showtime or Encore or both--so maybe. Yet, maybe more not really.

Jaden Smith was on Letterman Thursday night. He looks so much like his Dad. He was an 11 year old. And OK, I expected him to be cute. Well, Jaden is a kid and a kid is still a kid. I think he took Dave off guard by sitting as far away from him as possible. Dave asked if Jaden was scared of him. Maybe Dave hopped he'd be having a fun interview with a Mini-Will. In all honestly I thought so too. Jaden looks so much like like his Dad, yet reminds me of his mom, Jada when she gives interviews--they're hard for me to watch.

Now, I know some folks will be all over me. And that's OK. Just don't use the kung fu, Jaden uses in the movie, instead of the karate Jaden doesn't use, yet the movie is named after, on me.

Back Then Still

My KC Chum commented on yesterday's post how 30 years ago we just danced the night away and forget the whole exercise thing.

Ahh, so true. The dance in the disco WAS the exercise. Trip the light fantastic to the eight minute plus "We Are Family" or try to out Travolta John Travolta. When said dance was done, take a breather for minute or two, sip the adult beverage of choice and back to the lit dance floor for more.

Yep. When going out at 10pm was just right and to get home at 4am was right on time. Because you'd get a couple hours of sleep before heading into work. Good stuff.

So since my KC Chum conjured up sweet memories and I watched John Travolta on Letterman last night--I thought why not a little Saturday Night Fever on a Wednesday?

I mean, who cares if my going out at 10pm has been replaced with the fight between my heavy eyelids and me to last at least to 10:15pm of the 10pm News.

No matter. All is good. Cue up alittle Travolta and dance.

Chill in the Air

Texas Longhorns lose. I am so heartsick for those kids, especially Colt McCoy. We'll never know how the game could have gone. And the poor true freshman back up QB, Gilbert. I wonder if he still wants to play football after the Championship Game. I'm not a deep Texas fan, yet I did root for them last night. Oh, and evidently Pastor Rickie Rush, of Inspiring Body of Christ Church, walked with injured Colt McCoy up the ramp. I didn't see this and yet to find footage of it. Doesn't surprise me, tho. Saw a nice spot of Colt talking for "I Am Second." Outside of all that, it's sad Texas lost the way they did.

Jay Leno. What's this bout him moving back to late night? Would someone please tell me again why NBC fired Jay in the first place? Pulled in solid numbers. Plus didn't Jay continue to beat out Letterman? I enjoyed Jay's monologues more than Dave's, yet I enjoyed Dave more when he interviewed folks--especially political ones. Yet, I laughed more with Jay. And Conan. Not a big fan, although I think he does need to head to Fox or somewhere and do his thing. NBC put themselves in this mess. It will be messier to get out.

Friday. Not a whole lot more to be said. It's cold. And I'm headed to my blankees. I may just stay there all tomorrow--just to be set for Round 3 of the Dallas Cowboys-Philadelphia Eagles game Saturday night.

Stay tuned.

Friday and Robin Williams

Robin Williams appeared on Letterman the other night. First public appearance since his open heart surgery. Robin had his aorta valve replaced and mitral valve repaired. So we have our mitral valves in common--sorta. Mine was replaced--still--simpatico. Robin spoke of the blood thinner he now takes to prevent clots around the mechanical valve especially. Robin pops the generic of the brand name I take. Wow--Mork from Ork and I more simpatico! Which is great, because I may have been the only one that liked Robin in Moscow on the Hudson! Anyway, Robin looked great--even showed his scar. Mine should look that good! :) So when I pop my Coumadin, I'll think how Robin has to pop his warafin and get his blood checked--just like me. Simpatico--that's what we are!

Outside of that it's Friday.

Nuf said.

Enjoy!