Monday, 22 December 2008
Tuesday, 16 December 2008
Saturday, 13 December 2008
Tuesday, 9 December 2008
Saturday, 6 December 2008
New cartoon and more...
I've posted a new B&B "cartoon" at Dear Captain Obvious:
Australia's 'Bold' New Timeslot A Hit
Monday, 1 December 2008
Wednesday, 26 November 2008
Tuesday, 25 November 2008
Saturday, 22 November 2008
New posts at Daytime Confidential.
I've posted a few new B&B blog entries on the fantastic Daytime Confidential site:
A Grave Mistake is a great YouTube clip that features Ridge digging up someone other than Taylor. Click through to see a funny skit.
B&B's Upcoming Look-alike Story
"Destiny" Comes A-Knocking on B&B
Wednesday, 19 November 2008
Tuesday, 18 November 2008
The Great Podcast Fiddle.
Press conferences are passe, so Eric, Brooke and Rick recorded a podcast to announce Rick's new position as president of Forrester Creations. Poor Ridgie-poo's feelings were hurt that he'd have to share the Presidency with Rick, so he quit.
Brooke decided to play the part of the devoted wife and praised Ridge's contributions to Forrester.
Little did she know Ridge had gone to have his ego stroked by his ex-wife, Taylor. She was also in the dark that Rick had altered the podcast to make it sound like she was praising Rick and ignoring Ridge.
You call that a glass of water?
There wasn't enough water to drown a gnat:
Old meany Ridge is pulling out all the stops when it comes to his battle with Rick. Time for a bitch stare:I hate you, Ridgie-baby.
I hate you more.
Sunday, 9 November 2008
Donna and Stephanie's bedroom antics.
So, Donna stripped for Eric (it was officially Logan Stripping Week on B&B). She snuggled up to Eric, who was under the covers, and got ready to show him some of her hootchie momma moves.
New blog post on the official B&B site.
Anyone for tennis?
Monday, 3 November 2008
Another comical week...
Over at the rather fantastic Dear Captain Obvious website, we've just launched a new weekly column with a twist:
I'm also now blogging about B&B at Daytime Confidential, so come on over and check it out.
Click on "B&B" for all the latest B&B posts, polls, spoilers and more...
Sunday, 2 November 2008
"This is war!"
Yes, Brooke really said, "this is war!" The Taylor-Brooke war is officially on (again).
Brooke: "My son is lying in a hospital bed because you led him down your path of destruction, and you wouldn't even listen to me. I guess I should be happy that he's not laying dead in a ditch like Darla!"
Ouch, Brooke. That was a low blow.
Oh no, she's not taking any more crap.
Taylor: "What's wrong? Did you think I was going to stand here and take your garbage? No, no. You know, I'm not going to be the one on the defensive anymore, Brooke. You are. And I'm done playing fair with you. So this is war? Guess what? I'm taking back my territory. I'm taking back what is mine. I'm taking back my husband."
That jackass isn't worth fighting over, but who doesn't love seeing Brooke and Taylor at each other's throats?
Sunday, 26 October 2008
Confirmation he won't be walking down the aisle (or anywhere anytime soon).
It didn't look too good for Rick after his fall from the Forrester Creations rooftop.
His sister, Dougie Forrester MD, was on the case. This is serious Bridget... hell, she's wearing glasses, she must mean business. Just the other month she googled a cure for her heart-transplant aunt, who was up shit creek (i.e. terminal). Before that, she stuck her mommy's eggs in Taylor by mistake, but whatever, we can't all be 100% perfect, can we?
Insane in the brain.
Crazy lady Pam was lured to Eric's mansion. She thought her momma was ill. It was all a ploy to get hold of the nutcase and stop her reign of animal terror (bear attacks and deadly snakes, that kind of thing).
The Pigman cometh.
When you get soft-focus love scenes like this:
"Look, it's almost time for a plot device to drive us apart."
Love on a rooftop.
Taylor confessed to Rick that she was still in love with Ridge, that she'd been smooching with Ridge, and that she couldn't go through with the marriage to Rick. Rick was as miffed as most of the audience: why that scuzz bucket?!
... until he realised he'd pushed Rick off the roof...
... and oh my God his shoe's come off. This was frikkin' serious, man.