A blank page before me – and not a single thought between my ears begging to be submitted to help fill it. These are the mornings that I really wonder why I ever decided to do this blasted blog EVERY day!!

 We were out most of the day yesterday, so I’ve got nothing to consider from the boob tube. We did watch “Michael Clayton”, the drama flick with George Clooney and a cast of solid character actors. It was OK, but done a hundred (thousand) times before. It could have benefitted by a flying dog or something, but that could just be my own viewpoint, clearly not shared by Academy Award voters that bestowed an Oscar on Clooney for the film. I think. He has won one (Ha Ha Ha – won (1) one (1) – now those numbers are haunting me in my own sentences!!).

 Aside from the Air Bud movies, and the recent big-screen remake of TV’s cartoon hero “Underdog” (“Here I Come To Save The Day”, if by that you mean going straight to DVD), you just don’t see many flying dogs in the movie theatres.

Or talking dogs for that matter. I do miss talking dogs in dramatic roles. I often wonder if “ER” would still be on the air, if they had added a hip, street-wise urban talking dog to the regular cast of emergency room doctors. But they went with John Stamos instead, and the show went off the air.

Never underestimate the power of animals to propel the success of your broadcast. Or provide enough silliness to fill one of these here blog posts…

Chow for now!!