Top 10 Twilight Zone Episodes - TIME
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One of my favorite shows when I was growing up. Every Friday night my cousin would come over to my house and we would watch it together with my brother Nelson. Right Steve ?
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I've been obsessed with this story since I first saw it told by the Twilight Zone in my early days... I Can't Wait
Based on the original short story by Richard Matheson, now brought to life by Richard Kelly (of Donnie Darko fame)
Frank
My grandmother owned an apartment building in Brooklyn once upon a time.
She lived there until she was mugged, and the family decided for her that it was best to move.
It was on a dead end street, with tall fencing over which the hill tumbled down toward the railroad tracks.
They sat there in a trench between two hills with tall fencing.
I always remember them strewn with autumn leaves of varying colors.
They probably always were.
So many things happened there, and I can precisely remember the layout of the apartment to this day.
I will probably use that in another thrilling 'story' another day.
But this time I want to talk about Frank.
Frank was the African-American super, before they used that term.
I loved Frank.
I have no idea how old he was, where he came from, or anything about his life,
Except that he used to sit with me on the stoop, smoke his cigars.
And emanate a rare sort of peace that I loved to be around.
He slept in the boiler room in the basement. On a cot.
He was one of the kindest people I've ever met, and I will not forget him until my dying day.
His has long passed, and I miss him.
There was an empathy in his presence that made me feel good about life
When childhood wasn't going so well.
I think that was the only time I ever remember liking the smell of cigars,
surrounding Frank like a halo.
One time I went into the basement when I was staying over at my dear grandmother's place.
I happened upon Frank in his room sleeping on his cot.
He woke up.
I think he was sick and resting.
I had been looking for a dollhouse I used to play with there.
I wish I had that dollhouse now, as I remember it being so intricate and beautiful,
Like the one in the famous 'Twilight Zone' episode you may have seen.
It's one of my dozens of favorites, called, "Miniature."
That was the only time I ever saw Frank's room.
But it made a big impression on me.
He lived so very differently that anyone else I knew.
And he was happy.
I could feel it.
I miss you and think of you, Frank.
Maybe you're back in my life now, and I don't even know it.
2009.77: Bodie's Music Inn "Hold it right there, partner!"
There are a lot of stories I can't tell about touring Europe and Japan with a blues-rock band, but some memorable moments happened in Amsterdam. We had a gap in the concerts after the gig and we were to spend about 7 full (paid) days in the city. We were staying in a big chain hotel like a Hilton or Ritz, with displays of diamonds at the entrance in glass cases on both sides of a walkway. Rich tourists were ogling that stuff and long story short, that kind of snooty place is not my scene and no one in the band was into it. I did like the cute chamber maids they employed though and made a point of chatting them up every chance I got. After a couple of days, we got ourselves moved into a funky little place on a canal called "Bodies".
Bodies was run by a guy who spoke fluent Dutch with an Oklahoma accent and ran a bar called "Bodie's Music Inn", which I believe was nearby but may have been in the hotel basement. We liked the funky feel of this place a lot more.
One day I walked in and saw Red Holloway talking amiably to a couple of tourists and he waved me over and said, "Listen to this voice" and then gestured to the man to speak.
"Hold it right there, partner!" said the man, whose voice I immediately recognized as that of John
Anderson. John had to be one of the most widely used character players ever. Red recognized him from all the westerns (hence the signature phrase) but I knew him more from Twilight Zone and Outer Limits. He did have a beautiful voice, and maybe did Shakespeare at some point in his life (see the article). John and his wife were very pleasant people and I'll treasure the meeting however brief and alas superficial it was.
A few days later I was called in my room at Bodie's to come down and enjoy one of his specials: Scotch and chocolate milk, something I later saw George C. Scott serve to a truckful of hookers in "The New Centurians". Bodie then said, "There's someone here to see you" pointing away from the bar. It was a smiling Claire, a maid from that fancy hotel we'd just left.
God it was good to be (that) young!
Will The Real Martian Please Stand Up?
To our extra-terrestrial visitors: Had we but world enough, and time, this coyness, alien, were no crime.
Today, October 14, 2008, is the full moon, and, according to many notes circulating the World Wide Web, the day when we will finally make first contact with extra-terrestrials. According to an "Australian channeler" whose claims are available here on YouTube, the "Federation of Light" will come in peace to elevate all of mankind and start a new era of human prosperity and interstellar travel.Wow. So much to mock, so little time. Let me begin by presenting my bona fides regarding UFOs and extraterrestrial phenomena in general.Childhood's EndI can state without equivocation that I have been fascinated with science fiction depictions of space travel and visits to and from other worlds since I was a child. I read books such as Space Cat, The Mushroom Planet and Rusty's Space Ship early and often. As a teen I subscribed to Sky and Telescope with the intention of pursuing a career as an astronomer, only to be thwarted by my parents' refusal to buy me a telescope. At age sixteen, I was one of the total audience of three to view the first episode of Star Trek ("The Salt Vampire") and I proudly accept the term "Trekker" along with my other titles.The Day The Earth Stood Still
I lost my virginity at age 19. This has nothing to do with extra-terrestrials, I just wanted to use that title. (It was, however, out of this world).Stranger In A Strange Land
I discovered Media Ecology shortly after the day the earth stood still and have been wandering within its boundaries ever since. This, along with my day job, has left me little time to adequately research the documented UFO phenomena, the Roswell incident or other such X-Files fodder. So it is entirely possible that I've missed some key piece of evidence that would convince me that we have actually been visited by intergalactic travelers and I owe "The Federation of Light" an apology.To Serve Man
Naw. In my universe, any ET visitors with sufficient intelligence to overcome the obvious impediments to faster-than-light travel would think of better ways to make their presence known than to draw designs in cornfields or to contact Earthly representatives whose known affinity toward such pseudo-sciences as parapsychology, paranormal activity or paragliding would render their credibility suspect.Close Encounters of the Third Coin
So here is my challenge to all you UFO worshippers. Send me a dollar. Send me ten dollars. Send me 100 dollars. The more dollars I receive, the more inclined I will be to believe that you're willing to put your money where your mouth is (I know this is the point in these types of diatribes where the author demands some actual physical evidence of extra-terrestrial visitation or even personal contact with an actual ET, but honestly, I'd rather have the money).In the meantime, I'll console myself with viewings of the newly CGI-enhanced original Star Trek series and the notion that no matter how far you wander, there's no place like home.
