R.I.P., Jack LaLanne. I remember watching his exercise show at times in the old days -- in my head, Jack LaLanne is in black-and-white -- and his more recent infomercials were, of course, inescapable. But his enthusiasm always seemed to be in good cause. He really did want us to eat better, exercise more, live longer. And he made it to 96, so who's going to argue with him?
Had a busy weekend. Included going to the Akron men's basketball game on Saturday night and saw them manage a win that was by no means a certainty. But most of it involved working on my master's thesis, buried deep in Henry James' "Daisy Miller" and Mark Twain's "The Innocents Abroad." On TV, caught up on some things, including "Community" and "30 Rock" this morning; loved the sweater joke on "Community" even more than the "Boogie Nights" reference.
This week's video column, if you missed it, is here. Talking "RED," "Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest," "Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll," "Still Bill," "Client 9."