The Mod Squad Episode 31: To Linc-- With Love

Linc falls for a fetching woman with a young daughter and a secret that may doom their relationship--10/24/1969

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, theyd be happy for a while…

So bye-bye Miss. American Pie. It was the dawning of the Age of Aquarius, Woodstock, and the summer of love, mini skirts and bell-bottoms. On TV, the Beaver and Wally were out. Pete, Julie and Linc --The Mod Squad were in. (Or so I am told. I am much too young to remember myself).

In episode 31 Linc was in a relationship with a secretive woman. The affair seemed doomed from the start. The fetching woman had a young child. This leads me to believe that she may have been a mommy blogger except that mommy bloggers have no secrets and it was 1969, so probably not.

What does this have to do with today’s post? Nothing really, except for the Linc part. If Linc were Link then this would be totally relevant and you would immediately understand what I am saying. As for the Don Mclean lyrics? Well, that is because I like pie and Miss America...Today's post is about links, pie, and Miss America. Make sense now?

I love links and fetching women. In that spirit, here are links to some posts I have recently read and loved. Any one of these chicks could have been Julie on The Mod Squad. They are just that cool.

1. SGM
2.finslippy
3.mackin ink
4.the bloggess
5.desire to inspire

*If you are reading my list of links and saying to yourself "What the hell is wrong with her? These people are A list bloggers and everyone knows who they are. I saw these posts days ago...GAH!" I would like to say that I am not cool enough to be Julie, they are. Additionally I only discovered Google reader a couple of weeks ago (seriously). May I politely ask why you are holding out on me? If there are, blogs that you love please share.

Debra Barnes

Miss. America 1968

She was from Kansas-- She was also the first Miss. America to get her ass kicked by pissed off feminists (figuratively of course).

Alas, I have given up my dream of being Miss. America. I was never really cut out for the job. My measurements are all wrong. The talent portion of the competition would have been a problem. Then there is the whole "nice" thing. I think I would have made a better protester. Maybe it is not too late for that.

I do have my Miss. America wave perfected. I also have a killer Queen of England and Empress of Japan (just in case). For this portion of the post please do your best to picture me trying to keep my tiara atop my perfectly coiffed head with one hand (because last years Miss. America always does a half-assed job with the bobby pins) clutching my very first (and most likely last) blog award to my chest, tears streaming down my face as Bert Parks (So what if he is dead) sings “There she is Miss. America…Touching, right? I KNOW! I know I thought so too.

Melissa from Common Cents felt sorry for me loves me as much as I love her. She honored me with this award. Now that I have served, my term completed my reign it is time for me to pass the scepter on to five other bloggers. Although my chances at being Miss. America were, slim. I think I could have had a chance at Miss. Congeniality. Bluestreak, Barb, Simple Answer, I have nominated you. Here are the rules. I know that is only three nominees. If you would like me to link to your page just let me know. Because I am (as you can clearly see) Miss. Congeniality after all.

Why pie? Pie is good. Because when you move on up like the Jeffersons then you finally get a piece of the pie. Isn’t that what we all are striving for? Pie, Pi, TT, You have to love Pi. Besides being a mathematical constant, 3.14 blah, blah, Pi is irrational. As is my attraction to pie. Cake or Pie? Why, Pie of course. Pie enhances everything. The word “pie” can be used in any sentence. The answer to any question can be pie. If you do not believe me, try it for yourself. Since it is rumored that Big Jude’s (My mom) reads this blog. I will not elaborate on the joys of embellishing a profane conversation with the word pie. Ranting about pie is also an excellent way to answer reader questions.

Like:

1.Cake or Pie?
Answer: Pie

2. Does Big Judes read your blog? Does she know you have a blog?
Answer: See above.

3. Do you adore valances, swags, scarves?

Answer: Hate, Hate, and Hate, If we are talking about window treatments. They all look like cheap toupees to me. Now, strictly speaking a Hermès scarf would be divine.

4.Is your lawn everything it could be and more?

Answer: My lawn is nothing it should be and less. I am expecting hate mail from the Homeowner’s Association any moment now. To which I will respond “Shut your pie holes already, I planted those weeds!”

5. Have you changed your HVAC filters within the past 6 months?
Answer: Pie

6.Did you ever wear pegged-leg jeans or tight-rolled jeans? Are there photos?
Answer: I am a fan of the Boyfriend jean. Cuffed jeans if worn correctly can be good. Do not use Katie Holmes as an example. I do have pictures. Is she not the cutest thing you have ever seen? Obviously there is not a lot of excess pie consumption going on. I admire her restraint and her excellent sense of style.

7. Do you ever eat the breakfast of champions?
Answer: If you are referring to pie –Yes! If you mean Coffee and Cigarettes? Occasionally. If you mean beer, Yak.

There you have it, links, Miss. America and pie.

Out-T.

image:http://www.jofreeman.com/photos/MissAm05.html, http://www.fiftiesweb.com/tv/mod-squad.htm, http://www.flickr.com/photos/dadadreams/2495036842/, http://misskansas.org/competition/database/?mod=titleh&id=157