Showing posts with label Tod. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tod. Show all posts

Monday, March 03, 2008

Feel the Burn

Burn Notice is basically The Prisoner updated for the 21st Century. Except ex-spy Michael Weston didn't quit; he was fired. And he's trapped in Miami, not an English village where all the men dress like Captain Kangaroo. And it's got Bruce Campbell instead of Leo McKern. And it's about dysfunctional relationships rather than dysfunctional totalitarianism. And there's no savage killer beachball waiting in the surf. And . . . well . . . okay, it bears no resemblance to The Prisoner.

Anyway, my cousin Tod is still writing the manuscript for a media tie-in novel; but the novel's cover is already done, and here it is, complete with ISBN number and bar code. Why not pick up a few copies. Christmas is only nine months away.

Monday, February 19, 2007

That Muffled Pop was My Mind Being Blown

Cousin Tod has posted on his blog not one, not two, but three fan fiction stories involving a much skinnier version of him; Dave Navarro, Carmen Electra; and the Daggit from BATTLESTAR GALACTICA.

Eep.