—Earlier today Ashley and I were driving around trying to decide where to eat when I had the most perverse thought. “Let’s go to CiCi’s.” The words were in my head before I could stop them. Ashley guessed what I was thinking, though she only meant to make a joke. “That’s just what I was going to say,” I told her. “Let’s go to CiCi’s.”
What could I have been thinking? The only time I’ve ever been to CiCi’s was a few years ago, shortly after they opened next to the Martins on Massey Boulevard. Granny and I went, lured by the promise of cheap and plentiful pizza. The pizza was plentiful — and pretty good. It was cheap, too. But they made you pay for it. There was a dude behind the counter who shouted “Welcome to CiCi’s!” in this big auctioneer’s voice every time someone walked through the door (which was every couple of minutes). Whenever a fresh pizza was served up on the buffet, this was also loudly announced to the entire dining room. Ever tried to have a conversation with someone in a restaurant where the staff is regularly shouting at you?
Reason won out today. Ashley and I went to Pizza Hut instead. We were the only ones there when we arrived. Just as we were getting ready to leave, a couple and their two young kids were seated in the booth right across from us. Perfect timing.
—They don’t make ‘em like Bid McPhee anymore.
For my birthday a few weeks ago my Mom got me a book on the Baseball Hall of Fame. The most interesting chapters are the early ones, profiling the inductees from the 19th century. That’s always been my favorite period of baseball history to study — the early years of professional baseball, the National and American Associations, the young National League. Bid McPhee played second base for the Cincinnati Reds from 1882 to 1899, and might have been the greatest second basemen the game’s ever seen. He retired with a lifetime fielding percentage of .944, almost thirty points higher than the league average for those years. He recorded 6,545 put-outs, 6,905 assists, turned 1,186 double plays, and made only 791 errors in 14,241 chances. The numbers are impressive enough in their own right, but here’s what’s really incredible: for all but the last three seasons of his career, Bid McPhee played barehanded.
—Varjak pointed me to a list on Movieline.com of five suggestions for the villain of the next Star Trek movie. It’s a pretty wacky list. Commander Kruge from Star Trek III? General Chang played by Phillip Seymour Hoffman? Shinzon? What the fuck was S.T. Vanairsdale taking and where can I get some?
Whoever it is, the bad-guy for the next movie needs to be a great foil for Captain Kirk. And what two things does everyone know about Captain Kirk? That’s right: he loves pussy, and he hates Klingons. So the list is on the right track by suggesting a few of the guys with lumpy foreheads — it’s just that they’re the wrong foreheads. If the sequel continues to mine the classic Star Trek series for inspiration (which I think is a good idea), there’s really only one Klingon that deserves to face-off against Kirk, and that’s Commander Kor. Originally the villain of the classic Trek episode “Errand of Mercy,” Kor was not only an effective nemesis for Kirk, but he was the first Klingon to ever appear on Star Trek. It would only be fitting for him to be the first Klingon character featured in the rebooted film series.
The original Kor was John Colicos, who reprised the role for a few Deep Space Nine episodes thirty years later. Colicos died in 2000, and would have been way too old for the part now anyway. Who could play Kor in a new film? I have no idea. Any suggestions?