How now brown cow?

05.17.04 (6:16 am)   [edit]
"I have just read Craig's top ten favorite television shows of all time. Travesty!!!"

--Mr. B

Miles to go before I sleep....

05.10.04 (9:23 pm)   [edit]
[i]Mr. Belvedere is dead. He communicates via ouija board with Craig a few times a week. Craig then types out what Mr. Belvedere has to say, the end result being this blog. Please do not freak out--Mr. Belvedere only haunts people who did not like his show[/i]

"Greetings fellow bloggers! This is my second attempt at posting as my last post was eaten up I suppose and didn't take. Well, my brief pity party has gone by the wayside, and I am ready as ever to bring you the finest blogging I know how. The cicadas are making their way slowly but surely and Craig is bracing for the billion or so cicadas that will adorn the trees and everything else in his area. Thank goodness we don't have them here in heaven!

I had a delightful mother's day with my mum. We went to brunch with Rock Hudson and his mum and then had afternoon tea. Well, truth be told, Rock had whiskey in his tea cup, but his mother had no clue. Yes, we do celebrate special occasions in heaven! My mother would be crushed if I did not mark the day.

I hope that you had a wonderful weekend and had a chance to tell the special people in your life how much they mean to you. And my friends, for those that wonder if loved ones passed are still with you, take it from me, Mr. Belvedere, they most certainly are. Enjoy your Tuesday my friends."

(and miles to go before I sleep)

--Mr. B

Mr. B's pity party

05.10.04 (8:26 am)   [edit]
"I think perhaps my blog has seen it's best days. It may be time to end this and go back to apples and oranges."

--Mr. B

Life is more than mere survival.

05.04.04 (6:36 am)   [edit]
[i]Mr. Belvedere is dead. He communicates via ouija board with Craig a few times a week. Craig then types out what Mr. Belvedere has to say, the end result being this blog. Please do not freak out--Mr. Belvedere only haunts people who did not like his show[/i]

"Greetings fellow bloggers! I do hope this is a fine day for you. I am sitting here with my good friend Denver Pyle, who played Uncle Jesse on the DUkes of Hazard. Denver is one mean checker player. Once he gets kinged he is a total bitch.

I just drank a diet sierra mist. I found it refreshing---much better than that dreadful Slice. I don't even know if they still make that stuff. That was/is one terrible pop.
(Denver Pyle just screeched at me that it's called soda.)

So my friends, what is your favorite diet soda? Perhaps you do not like diet soda pop, or maybe you never drink pop period. This question would be a moot point for you then! Please comment and let me know, and as always, be well :) "

--Mr. B

Streaks on the China

05.02.04 (9:40 pm)   [edit]
[i]Mr. Belvedere is dead. He communicates via ouija board with Craig a few times a week. Craig then types out what Mr. Belvedere has to say, the end result being this blog. Please do not freak out--Mr. Belvedere only haunts people who did not like his show.[/i]

[b]This is Mr. Belvedere's weekly column "Streaks on the China". It was named after the first line in the show's theme song, and has a peculiar ring to it.[/b]

"Greetings fellow bloggers! Another fine weekend here. Poor Craig suffered through a day of cleaning and paperwork, but still had time to hop on the ouija board to talk to me. We have quite a system going if I do say so myself.

One of the hardest things about dying was that I no longer could see my show "Mr. Belvedere" in syndication. (Not that it was on that much anyway...damn bastards). Up here in heaven, we have the 700 club, the Waltons and Little House on the Prarie shoved down our throats. Quite sad if you ask me. I wish I could convince St. Peter to consider adding my show to basic cable. He is being a stickler though. He thinks my show has "suspect content". What the hell does that mean? I was a butler for a family of WASPS in Pittsburgh for God sakes!

One good thing about heaven is that I can walk around in my boxer briefs and no one says a thing. And it isn't because I have a nice figure, that's for sure!

I hope your weekend was a good one, and your Monday is even better! Until next time..."

Mr. B