Movie Time: La Mujer Murcielago

It's Movie Time! 

Today's post is about a film that came out in 1968 called La Mujer Murcielago.

Other wise known as.... The Batwoman! 

Or The Bat-woman!

Or The Bat Woman!  

Any similarities to DC Comics' Batman is completely coincidental. (Wink!) 

Why did I put La Mujer Murcielago in the post title instead of Batwoman? I was aiming for cultural preteniousness that this post is going to about some kind of sophisticated foray into foreign cinema.

No, it's not.  

What pray tell is this week's cinematic foray in to hell?

Let's find out! 

The police in Acapulco are confounded by an ongoing mystery. 

Wrestlers keep disappearing and then reappearing but unalived. Five of them so far and maybe more if these deaths are connected to similar wrestler deaths in Macau and Hong Kong.  

Autoposies show one consistent oddity between all the victims: fluid has been extracted from the penis gland.

Hold on! Let me check my notes

Whoops! 

Fluid has been extracted from the pineal gland.

The local cops have no idea what the hell to do with THAT information but help is on the way.

Welcome agents from the International Intelligence Bureau (I think that may be made up for this movie), Mario Robles and Tony Roca.  Why these clever rugged manly men of international mystery will get to the bottom of this murderous mystery in no time flat.

Nah! They're stumped too. I don't think they really did anything before giving up. 

So Commissioner Gordon and Chief O'Hara....uh oh! I mean Marco and Tony immediately come to the conclusion:

This is a job for Batwoman!   Or Bat-woman! Or Bat Woman! 

I gotta pick one! 

Let's go with Batwoman.

Who is Batwoman? Well, Mario and Tony know but no one else does 'cause it's a secret.

Hey, you look trustworthy. I'll loop you in.

Batwoman is a rich socialite named Gloria who made her a rep  as a luchadora enmascarada, or masked female wrestler.

She also fights crime. 

Because... why not?

We have no clue if a crying child Gloria was left alone in an alley over the murdered bodies of her parents or if a bat flew in the window of her boudoir.  

Gloria is Batwoman. Batwoman is Gloria.  What more do you need to know?

Batwoman makes a grand entrance into Acapulco via parachute and....

Yeah, we need to comment on her look for a moment.

This Batwoman sports a cowl and cape very much like the American Batman.  Below that mask is... different.

Batwoman boldy battles bad guys in a bikini! 

Our scantily clad heroine immediately waltzes into police headquarters, reviews the autopsy report and...

She has no clue either. 

Really, why did Mario and Tony even call her?

I mean, other than the fact she shows up for work in a bikini.

Because she's in a movie with her name in the title and the plot needs to move forward somehow,  some dots are connected to a yacht floating out in the harbor off Acapulco.

It's not much of a yacht. It looks more like a fishing trawler.

1960's Mexican filmmaking on a budget ya'll.

So what the hell is happening on this "yacht"? 

SCIENCE!

Dare I say.... MAD SCIENCE!!!!!!

Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!

...

Ha.

On board, conducting strange experiments on man and fish is a mad scientist named Dr. Eric Williams 

Yes, THAT Dr. Williams, the epitome of evil amongst  ichthyologists! 

So here is the bad doctor's seven phase plan.

We're dealing with some serious shit here:   SEVEN whole phases to the plan.

1. Abduct wrestler.
2. Drain fluid from wrestler's penis gland.
3. Tell Dave-El to stop making that stupid joke. 

Wait, does this part count as a phase? Damn it, I lost count. Gotta start over.

1. Abduct wrestler.
2. Drain fluid from wrestler's pineal gland.
3. Inject fish with pineal gland fluid.
4. Fish turns into a human shape but still the size of a fish. A man-fish, if you will.
5. Zap man-fish with radiation to make it grow into a human sized creature, a fish man.
6. Torment fish man to bend fish man to do your bidding.
7. Rule world. 

Seems simple to me! 

"I thought maybe we good go to the weinie roast...."
"and go dancing later, Gloria!"
"Oh Mario! Oh Tony! You're both ever so dreamy!"
Batwoman Bikini Beach Babe A Go-Go

Batwoman's initial efforts to get on the "yacht" to get evidence of Dr. Williams' evil doing don't quite go according to plan and she is forced to flee but not before our mad scientist gets splashed with acid and scars half his face. 

You know, like the classic Batman foe Two-Face.

But NOT like Two-Face because any similarities to Batman are purely coincidental. (Wink! Wink!) 

Well, it's personal now and Dr. Williams has a side hustle to add to his fish man making business: destroy Batwoman.  

Our mad scientist enlists various thugs to capture Batwoman but since she is a luchadora enmascarada (as we learned earlier in this post is a masked female wrestler, pay attention class), our masked mistress of mystery dispatches with these ruthless ruffians with ease.

Yeah, let's talk about that a moment.

The actress who portrays Gloria aka Batwoman is Maura Monti, an Italian born model.  So she was hired more for her ability to fill out a bikini than her fighting prowess.

The ruthless ruffians assist in Batwoman's victory by helpfully not putting up much of a fight.

There are some scenes of Batwoman engaged in wrestling in the ring and in the gym while wearing a grey full body unitard with blue briefs and a gold belt that look a lot like Batman's uniform.

But NOT exactly like his uniform because any similarities to Batman are purely coincidental. (Wink! Wink! Can you NOT see me WINKING over here?) 

In those scenes, Gloria's masked alter ego appears to be taller and weigh a few pounds more. 

Could it be Maura Monti's stunt double?

Hey, don't go there or you will spoil the magic that is La Mujer Murcielago.

Dr. Eric Williams (you know he's evil because his name is "Eric") sics his fish man on Batwoman but that doesn't work for... what I'm sure must be good reasons but it appears to me that the fish man just gives up and wanders back into the ocean.

The dastardly doctor's put a lot of work into creating a fish man just to have his big monstrous debut just sputter to a close like that.

To get his clutches on Batwoman, he switches up tactics and kidnaps Mario and Tony as bait for a bat in a trap.

So our damsels in distress are men! Yay, 1960's nascent feminism.

Well, feminism will take a few blows as this movie nears it's end.

After fending off the sinister scientist's ruthless ruffians for the whole movie, suddenly Batwoman can't seem to do that now and she's overpowered by those same ruthless ruffians and brought to the doctor's lab.

Where she's strapped to a table so our lecherous villain can drain her penis gland.  

Damn it! Pineal gland! 

Admit it! That joke just keeps getting funnier every time, am I right?

But just then, the fish man barges in and attacks Dr. Williams. 

Hey, torturing and abusing your mutant lab creation may not be a good idea.

In the ensuing melee, the lab catches fire while Tony & Mario break free and rescue Batwoman.  

Hooray for women's equality? 

Feminsm is not dead yet.

The last scene is Gloria commiserating with Mario and Tony about the case when she spies a mouse and letting out a girlish shriek, Gloria leaps up into a chair begging the men folk to kill it.

OK, NOW feminism is dead. 

And that brings us to the end of La Mujer Murcielago.

Other wise known as.... The Batwoman! 

Or The Bat-woman!

Or The Bat Woman!  

Or I can't believe I watch this thing.

Well, I didn't watch it alone. 

I was accompanied by a hapless human and a pair of robot pals.

This was an episode of Mystery Science Theater 3000 from August 19, 2022.  By that time Jonah who replaced Mike who replaced Joel was gone.

By this point, the hapless human stranded on the Satellite of Love is Emily.

Oh my God! Emily is one of... them!

A female woman of the opposite sex! 

And Crow T. Robot is voiced by a woman.

I thought Emily did a fine job and had some really killer one liners. I will admit I never quite got into the groove with Crow's new voice. 

Or Tom Servo's new voice for that matter which is still male but somehow lacking the smug arrogance we've come to know and love in our bubble headed robot pal.  

Still, I had a fun time watching this odd contraption of a movie with Emily and the bots.  

La Mujer Murcielago is such a shallow, poorly conceived film, you can't help but laugh as this Batwoman accomplishes little other than look good in a bikini and try making a Batman mask a cutting edge fashion accessory.

But NOT exactly like a Batman mask because any similarities to Batman are purely coincidental. (WINK!) 

Man, I gotta see a doctor about this weird eye twitch.

Your Friday Video Link Goes To the Dogs

 

Last weekend's Movie Time post covered a film that came out last year called The Friend about a woman and a dog who bond over their shared grief.  

Since Andrea and I watched this movie a couple of weeks ago, we've come across a number of clips on You Tube where Naomi Watts and Bing made the rounds last year to promote the film on various talk shows.

Your Friday Video Link today is a clip from Drew Barrymore's show where  Naomi and her canine co-star drop by for a visit.

More dog on a talk show action with a clip from The Tonight Show where Jimmy Fallon welcomes Millie Bobby Brown and her pet doggie.    

That is at they say that for this week's edition of Your Friday Video Link.

Until next time, remember to be good to one another.

Especially dogs! 

Banana Break

 

Yep, that graphic means it's blog break time!

Back tomorrow as Your Friday Video Link goes to the dogs!

Until then, remember to be good to one another.

Doctor Who Is CLASSIC: The Sun Makers

Today is April 15th, Tax Day here in the United States.

Be sure to file your taxes and be prepared to pay up because goddam Donald motherfucking Trump's goddam golf trips to motherfucking Mar-O-Lago are not going pay for their goddam motherfucking selves. 

Am I angry about that? Yes, I am!  

Back in 1977, also pissed off about taxes was writer Robert Holmes. He turned his agression with the British tax system into a scathing satire for Doctor Who called "The Sun Makers".

Which brings us to this edition of Doctor Who Is CLASSIC! 

Producer Graham Williams did direct Holmes to dial back some of the nastier bits. And Holmes made the villainous entity a private corporation instead of a governmental agency.

Still, a whopping smack on the backside of both taxation AND rampant out of control capitalism.  

Gee, I'm glad Doctor Who back in the 1970's wasn't all WOKE and shit like it has been lately.  (Wink!) 

So what gives with this story?

It all begins when the Doctor, Leela & K9 arrive on the planet Pluto and intervene to stop this guy named Cordo from killing himself.

The cause of his suicidal distress? His tax bill.

The Company rules all, controls all.  All praise the Company!

How bad is the tax situation? Perhaps this sequence will give an idea about that.

WOMAN: Citizen Cordo, District Four?

CORDO: Yes?

WOMAN: Congratulations, Citizen. Your father ceased at one ten.

CORDO: All was well?

WOMAN: A fine death. Body weight was eighty four kilos at termination.

CORDO: I'm gratified.

WOMAN: Gatherer Hade is waiting for the death taxes.

CORDO: Yes, I have them here.

WOMAN: Pay them at the Gatherer's office.

Yep, there's a tax to be paid when someone fucking dies!

The Company barely pays it's workers a subsistence wage AND then taxes those meager earnings in ever increasing amounts. 

There's an entire Undercity filled with desperate and dejected souls, worked into subservience, taxed into submission. 

The Doctor is captured by the Company and brought to the Corrections Centre.  Gatherer Hade, an obsequeious middle management toady, is intriqued by this Doctor fellow who is so unlike the other physically and spiritually beaten down inhabitants of the Undercity.  

Leela, Cordo and K9 lead an attack on the Centre to rescue the Doctor but Hade has released the Doctor to lead him to his fellow conspirators working against the Company. 

Well, he's traded one prisoner for another as Leela is captured. Hade presents Leela to the Collector, a short hairless ill-tempered troll who sits at the center of the Company's web, tallying ever single penny of profit, every single penny of loss. 

Meanwhile, the Doctor attempts to rally the dispirited citizens to rise up in rebellion against the Company. He knows an autocratic dictatorship when he sees one and this one needs to be brought down.

And he needs to save  Leela.

The Doctor discovers the Company decimated Earth, then Mars, ravaging planet after planet until setting up shop on the planet Pluto. 

(Fuck Neil Degrasse Tyson! I was born in a solar system with 9 planets! And damn it, I say I still live in one and Pluto is a planet!)

The Collector orders Leela to be publicly executed in the steamer. It's a creepy tube where victims are, well, steamed to death.  Like broccoli. 

Leela is going to be broccolied to death.   

The Collector allows for a temporary halt in production so the workers (without pay) can attend the execution. Which they can witness for a small fee. And attendance is mandatory. 

Despite such mangaminous generosity from the Collector, the revolution is on!

Gatherer Hade is thrown from the roof to his death! 

(Man, Robert Holmes was really pissed off about that tax bill.) 

Having rescued Leela from her  death sauna, the Doctor confronts the Collector who the Doctor recognizes as a seaweed-like sentient poisonous fungus from the planet Usurius. As the rebellion proceeds, the Collector checks his computer and finds the Company is heading for bankruptcy.

The shock of this revelation is so great, it causes the Collector to revert to his natural form, a puddle of goo.  

The Doctor, Leela & K9 depart, leaving Cordo and his fellow citizens free to live their own lives, perhaps going back to Earth and rebuilding their home world. 

"The Sun Makers" is a pretty solid sci-fi story welded to a wicked sharp satire on bureaucracy, taxation, capitalism and autocracy. Robert Holmes has a lot of targets for his anger and he hits them all hard.

Gotta call out Richard Leech as Gatherer Hade  whose over the top declarations of fealty to the Collector and the Company are a source of outlandish comedy.

• Ah, what a great truth, your Sublimity. A pearl of wisdom.
• Indubitably, your Elevation
• Your Amplification
• Your Voluminousness
• Praise the Company for ever and ever. 
• Your Globosity
• Your Magnificence
• Your Supernal Eminence

Gatherer Hade was a one man Trump cabinet meeting.

There's a lot going on here that the makes "The Sun Makers" a worthy look back at classic Doctor Who.

Now, go pay your taxes! Donald Trump needs more bombs. 

Tuesday TV Touchbase: Fallout, St. Denis Medical and High Potential

We’ve got a LOT of ground to cover with this week’s Tuesday TV Touchbase!

 

Three different series with nothing in common except they all finished their second season.

 

I wrapped up Fallout last week and wow!

 

The world building in this post apocalyptic series is remarkable.   The shattered remnants of a modern society sitting alongside the desolation of a pitiful existence with mutated monsters all about.  All set to the perky soundtrack of 1950’s pop standards both well known and obscure.  

 

Lucy finally corners her daddy Hank, determined to make him pay for his crimes. Since escaping the Vault, Hank has been busy using neck embedded control thingys to turn the savage denizens of the above ground wasteland into zombies.  

Granted they are polite and productive now and no longer trying to kill each other zombies but zombies none the less and that is Lucy’s bone of contention with what Hank is up to.  In the end, Lucy frees Hank’s enslaved population while Hank himself gets mind wiped by his own tech.  But has freeing these mind controlled zombies only made things worse? 

 

(Ella Purnell who plays Lucy is another British actor affecting a near flawless American accent.) 

 

Maximus has tried to be the good guy, bringing order and justice to the wasteland but like Lucy, he has to contend with whether his actions to make things better have only made things worse.  Various factions in the wasteland are gearing up for war.

 

In the Vaults below, things are deteriorating with dwindling resources, petty bickering and the dawning realization that Vault-Tech may not have had their best interests in mind when they built the Vaults.  The shit going down in the Vaults can be intriguing but I find all the above ground adventures far more fascinating.

 

Back above ground, the Ghoul, the former Cooper Howard, can absolutely assert that Vault-Tech was up to some bad shit.  The flashbacks to the before times (where actor Walton Goggins gets to play a character with an intact nose) expose the secret manipulations by Vault-Tech to bring about the very war they profess to be protecting against.  At the center of that conspiracy is Barbara Howard, Cooper’s wife.   

In the desolation of the present, the Ghoul has tracked down the cryogenic chambers that contain his wife and daughter. 

Or suppose to.  

The chambers are empty with a note suggesting Barbara has gone to Colorado.  The season ends with the Ghoul and his canine companion Dogmeat (I am pleasantly surprised that Dogmeat has survived this long) ready for their next quest. 

 

St. Denis Medical ends it’s 2nd season with a life changing event as the perpetually grumpy Dr. Ron has to undergo heart bypass surgery after learning he had a 90% blockage that was days away from killing him. Well, damn, that’s a serious turn.  

Ron is trying to have his surgery on the downlow but word gets out and suddenly Ron is surrounded by a bunch of well meaning co-workers he doesn’t want to be there.  There is a break in his curmudgeonly armor when he actually asks nurse Alex to stay with him.

 

Meanwhile, after their big damn kiss in the previous episode, sweet innocent Matt and worldly sardonic Serena have some difficulties navigating around that without making things weird.  Thankfully they finally talk things out and we head into the summer break before season 3 with Matt and Serena in a good place. 

 

We do NOT end season 2 of High Potential with everyone in a good place involving Morgan Guillory and Adam Karadec. 

 

The murder of the week finds Karadec’s girlfriend Lucia in the crosshairs of the investigation.  And while she didn’t personally commit the killing, she was caught up in the cover up conspiracy and is arrested for her part in the murder.  Poor repressed Karadec actually put his heart on the line and this is what he gets? Geez!

 

Will this make this make the Morgan/Karadec shippers happy? Well, the scene where Karadec comes over to Morgan’s house and she calls him “Adam” and he looks so sad that Morgan sheds a tear that Karadec tenderly brushes away and… Oh My God! What’s going on here?  Well, shippers, sorry, not what you think. And quite frankly, I’m not eager to push these two in that direction.

 

Meanwhile, Morgan Guillory has her own distraction and damned if it isn’t Nick Wagner.

When Nick Wagner came on board as the new captain of the Major Crimes Unit, we didn't like him, we didn't trust him.

He was a shifty asshole and quite frankly I wanted to see this sorry jerk die a terrible and humiliating death.

Then the cracks in the facade begin to appear and oh hell no, I do not want to like the bastard but could he possibly  be a good guy? 

And there was the big damn kiss with Morgan and oh most emphatically HELL NO! And she didn't say no and girl, do not suggest after all this time, you're starting to like this guy? 

Remember when he got here? We didn't like him, right? We didn't trust him, you recall that? 

But damned if he didn't put himself on the line to help Morgan solve the 2 season mystery of what happened to Roman and...

Is Nick Wagner going to die in Morgan's arms? NOOOOOO!

Not when we're starting to like the son of a bitch! NO! 

But that's a wrap on season 2 and we've got a summer to await what happens next on High Potential. 

That is that for this week's Tuesday TV Touchbase.

Next week,  2 shows return that have in common they are both in their 5th and final seasons and that's all.

The Boys and Hacks.  

2 totally different shows in 1 single Tuesday TV Touchbase blog post. 

Until next time, remember to be good to one another and try to keep it down in there, would ya? I'm trying to watch TV over here.   

 

 

Moon Trekking IV: Back To Earth

The rush of the Artemis II rocket hurtling into space....

The wonder of the crew as they ventured out over 252,000 miles into space....

The awe of seeing the up close Moon and the distant Earth like never before....

The exhilaration as the Orion spacecraft Integrity blazed across the sky....

The relief as the capsule gently came to rest in the Pacifc Ocean, it's 4 intrepid travellers safely delivered back to Earth...

All of that is behind us.

But let's cling to those memories for a little while longer if we can.

What Reid Wiseman, Victor Glover, Christina Koch and Jeremy Hansen did was incredibly awesome in the dangerous and adventurous mission to plunge deeper into the void of space than any other human has ever gone.

But the most important accomplishment was to remind us that we can be so much more than our human limitations if we work together and trust in each other.   

As North Carolina native and NC State graduate Christina Koch said about what it means to be part of a crew, we are all part of Earth's crew.

I'm going to cop to being a fan of Christina during this mission. Her enthusiasm and near limitless good spirits while in space were inspiring.

And Christina proudly wore the mantle of "Space Plumber" as the mission specialist charged with fixing the problematic space toilet.

What we called here on Earth the "Wolowitz Zero Gravity Waste Disposal System".  

Speaking of Big Bang Theory, Astronaut Mike Massimino who played "Astronaut Mike Massimino" on the show was on hand as one of the commentators on CNN during Orion's return to Earth and splashdown.  

I think the crew naming their Orion spacecraft Integrity may have produced some awkward phrasing by reporters.

When Christina exited the craft, someone on TV said "Christina Koch is out of Integrity".  

What? We can no longer trust Christina? (Ha. Ha.) 

Well, I thought it was funny. Anyway...

Look, I needed to relieve some tension. I was emotionally overcome in the moments through the Orion craft's descent through the atmosphere and it's eventual safe landing in the Pacific and the all clear that the crew was fine.

That was a LOT! 

I think for all the seriousness of their mission and the inherent risks involved, we connected with the core humanity of these daring adventurers into space and their very real and mundane problems.   

Some random nonsense like a jar of Nutella floating by or the way the smiling plushy named Rise would bob in the gravity-less air of the Integrity module. 

The absurd next the awesome infinity that surrounded them.

And for all that we found amusing in this journey, it was never lost on me the enormity of what was happening way out there in space.

In one direction of the hurtling spacecraft lies the endless mysteries of cosmic existence.

In the other direction is our home, a bright and fragile ball of life hanging in the void.  

The exploration of space leads us forward to the unknown but it also anchors us to where we come from, a reminder of how small and precious our world is and our responsibility to protect it.

Reid Wiseman, Victor Glover, Christina Koch and Jeremy Hansen were so much a part of our lives from their home in the deep blackness of space for over a week and I'm going to miss the joy of seeing their video messages back to Earth.  

Now they are home and probably will be making the rounds of the news programs and talk shows for interviews.  

And eyes are already on the next mission, Artemis III.

But let's try to hold on to the feeling we had from last week, the wonder of exploration, the thrill of discovery and perhaps most importantly, the warm and abiding wisdom that humanty can accomplish great things when work together.

When we remember that we are all part of Earth's crew.  

Iran So Far Away

Pop Quiz! 

Match the gauldy patter to the belligerent bully.

No peeking at the answer key. Let's have fun with this, guys!

That "hedgehog/porcupine" threat is a good one! I need to use that one myself sometime.

So....

Li' Donnie, watcha doing with that whole war excursion thingy over in Iran?

There's a ceasefire I think?

But we're still gonna kick the shit out of 'em.... I think?

I'm not sure what to think but that's OK! Donald Trump doesn't seem to be sure either.   

You know, I'm just gonna let Dave Columbo explain it to you.

So yeah, that clears everything up just fine.

So all y'all liberal snowflakes can just shut the fuck up, you crazy bastards. 

Last week der Führer threatened the Iranian people with genocide.

Yes, the FIFA Cup Peace Prize winner threatened to end the entire civilization of Iran if they did not capitulate to his demands to reopen the Strait of Hormuz. 

The same waterway that Trump says we really don't care about because we have our own oil. 

The same strait that Li'l Donnie says we don't need anyone's help with but  he's still pissed that NATO did not help us solve the problem we created by starting a war they were not consulted on. 

The ceasefire has not stopped Trump from bellowing his belligerent threats to obliterate Iran's military,

You know, the same military that the Dumpster Trumpster* said was already obliterated at the start of this alleged "excursion".

*I'm not sure about this nickname but still trying to make it work.

My wife Andrea (along with the rest of the world) is worried this is going to lead to World War III.

Me, I'm thinking this is great! We're overdue for a good ol' World War.  The last one was fucking awesome.

World War II gave us the best movies, the best songs, the best villains!  (Nazis! I hate Nazis!!) America kicked some serious ass in WWII!  AMERICA! FUCK YEAH!!!

Now WWIII is shaping up a bit different. It seems the United States might be on the bad guy side this time? We kind of did start this and I gotta admit, that's a bit awkward. 

And the script is a bit lacking.

WWII: FDR "We have nothing to fear but fear itself!"

WWIII: DJT "Open the fuckin strait, you crazy bastards or you'll be living in HELL!" 

OH, you don't think I should be making light of the potential that Donald Trump is pushing us into World War III? 

Well, you know what I have to say to that?

If you start throwing hedgehogs under me, I shall throw a couple of porcupines under you! 

So there!  

Did that line work? I so wanted the "hedgehog/porcupine" thing to work.

Apparently peace talks between the United States and Iran reached a bit of a impasse.

Iran: Please stop bombing us.

United States: But we have lots of bombs and want to use them.

Reportedly the sticking point for Iran is their access to and use of nuclear power. Iran says they don't want a nuclear bomb but thinks they should have access to uranium for a nuclear power plant.  

The counterpoint from America is no, we don't trust Iran with any uranium for any reason. No trust, no 'ranium.

Iran's counter to that is to point out the last time they agreed to not have a nuclear bomb and did not in fact have a nuclear bomb, the motherfucker who is President now was President then and it was that guy who tore up the agreement that Iran was abiding by but that idiot felt like Iran was cheating somehow.  So not a lot of trust on the other side of the fence.

So Trump is all giddy over the prospect of bombing more shit in Iran. 

Look, we got a lot of bombs. Would be kind of a shame not to use them. 

Finishing up today's post is a musical parady of the 1980's hit song by A Flock of Seagull, "(I Ran) So Far Away".

Update on this mess: Li'l Donnie has sent warships into the Strait of Hormuz and now we're gonna block it or something?

If you start throwing hedgehogs under me, I shall throw a couple of porcupines under you!

Yeah, guys, I don't think this expression is gonna catch on.

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And we're back later this morning with a 2nd post of a more positive nature as we wax nostalgic over last week's mission to the moon.