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Cat Ear Fetish

Over at diseased wits, Kevin seems to think that I have some sort of fetish involving scantily-clad women wearing cat ears. Whether or not it was true is no longer relevant, because even if I didn’t have that particular fetish before, I do now.

“Rowr” is right. And Kev, no need to “dial up the sex factor.” Trust me.

Loss of Mirth

Kevin just started another “7 Days of Sketches.” Fun and clever, as usual.

Dave’s True Story

If intelligent, smoky retro jazz, a sultry, slightly tongue-in-cheek voice combined with a subtle sense of humor is your idea of sexy, then Kelly Flint and Dave’s True Story is the sexiest thing there is.

I was watching this movie

On my VCR

The things they were doing

Just a little bizarre

The expression of passion

Amid sweat and chlorine

They were five of the happiest people

I’ve ever seen

Spam Spam

Why is it that half of the spam I receive is for spam-fighting software?

Alien Here

Saw Alien: The Director’s Cut. It looked a lot like this…

Lifting the Skirt on Reality TV

I think Dave Pell makes an excellent point about, [GASP!], a possible upside to reality television…

The irony here is that reality programming is

essentially driving Americans back to their

dinner table conversations and away (at least

momentarily) from the tube. Unlike the average

sitcom, reality TV almost demands conversation.

Slowly but surely, average Joes and Janes may find

that they enjoy the sound of their own voices even

more than the ones pouring out of their digital

surround sound systems. By getting us talking once

again, reality television may ultimately squeeze

itself right out of the primetime lineup.

I find this somehow both encouraging and disturbing.