Dan Liebke’s Astonishing Tales

There seems remarkably little to say about this particular episode. Even by Smallville standards, it was an episode displaying scant plot worth recounting.
But you’re not here to listen to me bitch about the plotless nature of the show, are you? Of course not. You can do that yourself - you are, after all, not a [...]

Picked up my new car yesterday and took it for a quick spin. After I’d had my fill of spinning, I took it for a drive. Almost immediately, I was ushered to the side of the road by an elderly man. He coughed pitifully, and urged me to lean closer in to hear his tale. [...]

I guess I liked Anchorman. I mean, I enjoyed the antics of Ron Burgundy and his sidekicks. I just… I dunno… when I watch a Superman movie, I’m happy for a bit of Clark Kent, but I also want to see plenty of the Man of Steel. And when I watch a Batman flick, then [...]

All right. If there’s one thing I like about the writers on this show, it’s this: if they run short of a plot, they don’t panic. They just adapt to the situation. Here we had enough plot for say, half an hour worth of show. So the writers simply showed us the same scenes over [...]

There aren’t many songs about puppeteers. And there are even fewer about puppeteers who construct puppets out of leftover items of clothing they may have stored in the back of their closets. Why such an inventive and thrifty artform is so rarely celebrated in the form of popular music, I could not tell you. But [...]

William’s first training run… Where to begin…
I rocked up 15 minutes early or so, full of vim, vigour and alcohol. Bilbo and I started kicking the ball around and acquainting ourselves with the feel of the ground and so forth. Bilbo was providing a running commentary throughout the entire experience.
Five minutes or so later, the [...]

Watched Rocky Balboa the other night. I must admit that, after Rocky I, Rocky II, Rocky III, Rocky IV (especially - take that Ivan Drago, you steroid-using commie hater of democracy! Yes!!) and Rocky V, I found this final (?) installment a profound disappointment. If only Sly had shown sufficient foresight back in the ’70s [...]

I reckon an awesome job would be as one of the tour guides in the Tour De France. Sure, the pay’s not that great. And sure, you only get six weeks of work a year. And sure, you have to ride backwards, one hand on the microphone, one hand pointing out beautiful landscapes while you [...]