In Search Of… S04E24 Past Lives
I’m going to do something I don’t usually do: I’m going to make a prediction before I start watching. And my prediction is this: during
Steampunk, Frankenstein, Fantasy soap operas, Leonard Nimoy and More
I’m going to do something I don’t usually do: I’m going to make a prediction before I start watching. And my prediction is this: during
I’m not doing as much writing as I’d like right now. Partly, there’s a lot going on for me right now, but mostly because the
This one’s an odd one. Basically it’s about the mystery attached to the death of legendary 1940s musician Glen Miller. Trouble is, the mystery isn’t
I haven’t written one of these In Search Of… things in ages. Partly that’s a time issue. When I started these, I was underemployed and
For a long time I haven’t written much. Partly this has been because I’ve been busy with a new job, partly because there’s been a
I’ve just been very busy. After a period of enforced inactivity due to the COVID-19 pandemic in which I was too depressed to write much,
I’m not a huge fan of reality shows, but I recently checked out the Australian version of the show Lego Masters. To my surprise, I
“Master Ranulf, there is a customer,” Marta called. I did not stop to lay down my quill or straightedge as I replied: “Is it Master
Box 1: Legs Operating the elevator was better than guard duty, outside in the sand, with the scorpions. Jimmy was from the Bronx and felt
Hello, my loyal tens of readers. As you might have seen, I haven’t been updating my blog much lately. Firstly, this was because I was