tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57752702008-09-01T14:00:55.773-07:00The official blog of BadTiki.comMarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-38173549097682004452008-09-01T13:59:00.000-07:002008-09-01T14:00:55.785-07:00

I have two internet obsessions: politics and soap operas. They share many traits like outsized personalities, a focus on words more than action, love triangles, shocking twists and long-planned, slow-to-change narratives. The people are hotter on the soaps, but they’re smarter in politics. Except John McCain. Picking Sarah Palin from relative obscurity, without vetting, is exactly the sort

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-11902060187308251972008-08-12T11:51:00.000-07:002008-08-12T11:54:21.927-07:00

It’s long past time I updated this blog. For one thing, my last two posts are now completely irrelevant. I will be voting for Barack Obama in November, even if I am still bothered by the McClurkin incident. Ultimately, he’s the far superior candidate, is a Democrat, and he seems to have learned from his “Happy Gays” mistake. Also, all of the courage and brilliance I praised As the World Turns

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-81018393336561264252007-10-30T09:41:00.000-07:002007-10-30T09:44:30.328-07:00

I’ve always liked you. Your speech in 2004 was a beacon in a very dark time. You indeed brought us hope, not just in our ultimately futile desire for a Kerry victory, but in an idea that America could be healed, that the red states and the blue states could come together and celebrate the things we have in common rather than railing against the things we don’t. I thought it was too early for

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-60596069801874364012007-09-19T16:37:00.000-07:002007-09-19T16:45:47.915-07:00

It doesn’t take courage in this day and age to tell a gay story on a soap opera. AMC did the first one back in 1982 and followed that up with the Michael story in the mid-90’s and Bianca at the end of the decade and into the new millennium. ATWT had Hank in the mid-eighties. OLTL had Billy in 1992. Even the manliest of soaps, GH, apparently, has a character named Lucas, who likes guys, but he’s

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-54547147741347888582007-07-14T18:04:00.000-07:002007-07-14T21:34:29.571-07:00

I used to do a series of dialogue thingys featuring Jill Farren Phelps, Executive Producer of General Hospital and Megan McTavish, recently fired Head Writer of All My Children. I've been feeling the urge to write one again, so here it is. I plan this to be the first in a new series. The Jill and Megan Sessions The End A phone rings. JILL: Yello. ASSISTANT: Ms. Phelps, I have Megan

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1158089195482317572006-09-12T12:24:00.000-07:002006-09-12T12:26:35.506-07:00

I’ve been circling around my next political post for a while now, since before I wrote about Lieberman. To be plain, I want to say some stuff. I read a lot of other blogs and news sites; I am a member of the vast left wing blogging conspiracy. I’m one of those “folks” who thinks Iraq was a colossal act of hubris and folly. I think September 11th was the hardest single blow this country has taken

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1154978640599127122006-08-07T12:19:00.000-07:002006-08-07T13:25:38.956-07:00

Tomorrow, the voters of Connecticut will go to the polls. The race for the Democratic nomination for Senate has taken on a weight that very few primaries do. In fact, very few non-Presidential races hold the kind of portent of the race between incumbent Joe Lieberman and challenger, businessman Ned Lamont. Most times, a primary challenge to a sitting Senator, one elected comfortably three times

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1145576321672062202006-04-20T16:23:00.000-07:002006-04-20T16:38:41.726-07:00

It's official. Amy Sherman-Palladino and her husband, Daniel Palladino, are stepping down as Executive Producers and show runners of Gilmore Girls. I was sad when Aaron Sorkin and Tommy Schlamme left The West Wing. I was a-scared when Joss Whedon turned over most of Buffy to Marti Noxon. But I'm not sad or scared right now. I'm pissed. It seems that Amy and Dan were angling for a two-year

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1145490458863758072006-04-19T16:43:00.000-07:002006-04-19T16:47:38.886-07:00

We’re getting close to the end of the season on Veronica Mars and that means the clues are flying at us fast. Here is my list of suspects in the bus crash mystery and my theories as to if they could have done it and potential motives. I’ll be back each week to update it. Aaron Echolls His motive: Get rid of the chief witness against him, Veronica Mars. His means: He’s in jail, but we know hew

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1145327691307237202006-04-17T19:33:00.000-07:002006-04-17T19:35:18.406-07:00

We're back after a long hiatus. New content coming soon (like later tonight or tomorrow) but the full archives should be up. Let me know if anything is missing or if links aren't working, etc.

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1114829683646025592005-04-29T19:50:00.000-07:002005-04-30T00:07:01.686-07:00

I keep getting spam from a "Christian Advisor" offering to refinance my home...the godly way. So, here's what I said to him: Dear Christian Advisor, I am neither Christian nor a homeowner. Please remove me from your mailing list post haste. Also, didn't Jesus like, throw the Moneychangers out of the friggin' temple? Your company violates like 3 commandments. Have you not seen the Simpsons

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1114829417684061952005-04-29T19:49:00.000-07:002005-04-29T19:50:17.683-07:00

Janice will be back this weekend to discuss this week's debacle. She is too atrocified to speak at the moment.

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1114033846383808712005-04-20T14:49:00.000-07:002005-04-20T14:50:46.386-07:00

Hello all. I’m back with my thoughts on American Idol. Last night was “70’s Dance Classics” night. Because Disco is too hard to say. Or because no one wanted to make Bice turn the beat around or something. Constantine Maroulis After Ryan, who gets a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame today (for Radio), introduces us to the judges, Constantine Maroulis starts us off with The Bee-Gees’ “

Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12906372539812496914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1113616792990146682005-04-15T18:16:00.000-07:002005-04-15T18:59:52.993-07:00

Have you seen this? This is an ad prepared by the "Family Research Council" in support of the GOP drive to abolish the Senate filibuster, or "the nuclear option". Their justification is that the Democrats in the Senate have held up 10 judicial appointments. 10. Because the people selected are dangerous, reactionary loons. It is a fraction of the number of Clinton appointees that the GOP

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1113432656658908052005-04-13T15:41:00.000-07:002005-04-13T15:54:21.356-07:00

It’s about fricking time Mark let me write something on this thing. I mean, he created the whole site around me (without my permission, I may add) and never even lets me talk. And I have things to say. I have thoughts to express. I mean I sit up on this shelf all the time, what the Hell else do I have to occupy my time but to think. And since Mark seems to keep putting off writing his American

Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12906372539812496914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1113004615468926022005-04-08T16:56:00.000-07:002005-04-08T16:56:55.466-07:00

So, not only are Brit and Kev filming a reality show for UPN to air later this season, (Now Jessica and Nick will be known as the classy ones), but K-Fed is proposing another reality show, starring him, chronicling the recording of his debut solo album.This is going to be so awesome.

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1112982246460628252005-04-08T10:37:00.000-07:002005-04-08T10:44:06.466-07:00

So, not only are Britney and Kevin planning their own reality show to air on UPN later this season (and thereby making Jessica and Nick classy all of the sudden), but K-Fed is pitching a separate show all about him and the recording of his first "solo album". This is going to be so awesome.

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1112654365431240502005-04-04T15:29:00.000-07:002005-04-04T15:53:30.560-07:00

Soon I will be unleashing my thoughts on this season of American Idol. But Eric sent me an e-mail last night that really needs to be addressed. I am speaking, of course, about the upcoming debut release of one Mr. Jim Verraros Yes, Jim Verraros has unleashed the opening salvo in his attack on stardom. You may remember Jim as the elfin, glasses-wearing naïf who signed his song while singing so

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1112341532090303992005-03-31T23:44:00.000-08:002005-04-01T08:40:25.170-08:00

This Friday, go hug yourself. And if that doesn't work, there's always this picture. Beautiful.

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1112298306091871102005-03-31T11:35:00.000-08:002005-03-31T11:45:06.096-08:00

There’s just nothing better than when Britney pops on her computer and sends us all a missive that lets us deep inside her psyche. But in her latest Steam of Consciousness essay, Brit’s a little upset. At the tabloids. To wit: March 30, 2005 Dear False Tabloids, As you read this letter, I bet you are asking yourself: Who? Who, me? Am I a false tabloid? Well, I don't know. But after this

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1112172765242581242005-03-30T00:52:00.000-08:002005-03-30T15:57:09.013-08:00

You know, I've never been a huge fan of Family Guy. So many of my friends have told me repeatedly how funny the show is. I've watched whole episodes repeatedly, I've stopped on the re-runs while flipping, I've tried. But I still find it derivative and pretty one-note. Stewie was funny the first couple of times he tried to take over the world, but it got old. And Peter is both a Homer clone and an

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1112077976815810842005-03-28T22:16:00.000-08:002005-03-30T15:54:28.720-08:00

So, this post, my first in several months, was supposed to be about the ravages of old age, since I turned 30 (duhn-duhn- DUHN) on Sunday. I have entered my fourth decade, as it were. Do I feel older? A little. But of the two goals I set for myself by this age, I have achieved one (Hi, Scott) and the other, that fabulous Hollywood career, well that’s going to take a little more time. But instead

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1111864649895752422005-03-26T11:17:00.000-08:002005-03-26T11:17:29.896-08:00

Just seeing if this works.

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1099516159010173322004-11-03T13:58:00.000-08:002004-11-03T13:09:19.010-08:00

Today was supposed to be glorious. It was supposed to be the second coming of November 4, 1992, the day I woke up to a Seattle Times headline declaring it “Democrats’ Day”. We had won the presidency, kept control of Congress and lost only two statewide races in Washington State. And in one of those races we didn’t even endorse the candidate because she was crazy. I was supposed to be

Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14879719669179258760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5775270.post-1080946643627077022004-04-02T14:57:00.000-08:002004-04-02T15:01:48.700-08:00

I’ll admit it. When I first heard that James Reilly planned a long serial killer story that would involve the death of several major and longtime cast members, I was intrigued. Sure, I was intrigued in the same way I would be if someone asked if I wanted to see what the inside of my digestive track looked like, but intrigued nonetheless. Mainly I was curious to see how badly he would screw it

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