I have the day off today so I figure I should live blog Leave It To Beaver. Here we go!

Wally and the Beav are going to cat sit. I have a bad feeling since the cat's owner, Mr. Donaldson, just dropped off the cat and said, "Well, Cleaver, there's really no reason to mention to this, but she is a very valuable cat."

Great...Eddie Haskell just brought his dog over! Eddie claims it's a genuine police dog and will do the cat no harm. I claim that Eddie Haskell is full of you know what. He convinces Wally that they should go to the carnival and just let Beaver watch the cat on his own. Again, and it cannot be overstated, I have a bad feeling about this. And just like I thought...Eddie's dog chases the cat away and we go to commercial with Beaver looking for the cat. Genuine police dog!

I just took a break from live blogging Leave It To Beaver to smoke a cigarette and now I'm not sure what's going on. Best I can figure, Wally and The Beav never even found the cat but Ward, June and Mr. Donaldson are very impressed that they refused payment for the job. Errrr...

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Now I'm live blogging some old timey movie...here's some of the stuff they're saying:


My goose was cooked. She had me.

Who do you think I am, a hick? Listen mister, I've been around!

I needed to hit the sack. Hard.

That's the trouble with you: all you do is bellyache.

You're being a goon. That's how people wind up behind the eight ball!

You won't be dreaming when the law taps you on the shoulder!

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Now I'm live blogging me just remembering a story form a few months ago.

I was on the train during rush hour. The guy standing next to me looked and sounded just like Truman Capote except he was wearing a dirty, white Orlando Magic Starter jacket. Also, he was hitting on every girl in our vicinity with this line: "Wanna go see Apocalypto? I'll buy your popcorn."


Phew, that's all for now. To the grocery store!