By Marlena De Lacroix
On Saturday, my husband Moose and I were driving on a back road through the Pennsylvania woods to have dinner at a very good restaurant. Suddenly a familiar tell-tale putrid smell entered the car.
I gasped and a few seconds later my eyes welled up in tears. No, the tears didn’t come from the intensity of the odor entering the car. They came from the stab of pure humiliation I was suddenly feeling in my heart. That’s because my mind had immediately flashed back the sight of poor Bob Woods sitting up to his neck in a bathtub of tomato juice on One Life to Live a few days before. This Wednesday’s or Thursday’s episode was one of a
I have watched these shows forever and have written about them … almost forever. Unlike movies or night-time TV, the producers of these daytime shows have been known to — and are allowed to — make ‘comments’ on their actors by showing their characters in certain situations …
week-long storyline in which supposedly amusing “mishaps” kept happening to Bo and Nora, the beleaguered couple, leading up to [Read more…]