Say It Ain't D'oh
Harry Shearer, who voices Ned Flanders, Mr. Burns, and Smithers on The Simpsons is saying that the show is "out of steam" and that he no longer enjoys working on it. I seriously hope this doesn't mean they're going to try and replace him.
Now I'm the first to admit that The Simpsons isn't what it used to be. Seasons three through six were the high point of the show; every episode was good, and roughly half were downright brilliant. More than a few reached the status of "legendary" (Halloween Specials III and IV come immediately to mind). But nowadays you don't watch The Simpsons expecting groundbreaking television; you watch it for your two or three guaranteed belly laughs per episode (plus a few solid chuckles). Frankly, most sitcoms are lucky to deliver that in a season.
I think The Simpsons still has life left in it. Replacing voice actors, however, would be a mistake; better to retire the show with dignity than try to pull a Rosanne-esque midseries switch. Yeah, I know they're just voices and they can be faked pretty good ... but I'd be able to tell the difference. And it'd suck.
Do-diddily-on't change my voice!
Now, on a much more important note: My Mom is in the hospital. She broke her collar bone and hit her head in what ammounts to a silly household accident - the kind that almost sounds comical until you realize someone actually got hurt. Anyway, the broken bone is uncomfortable but she seems to be handling that pretty well. The real problem is that they gave her a CAT scan and found what might be some blood on her brain, so they're keeping her in the hospital for now. I'm probably going to be going to see her at lunchtime today - and every day she's there - so blogging will be light. If you're the praying type, please say one for sandor's Mom.
Update: Okay, Mom went home this evening. There was no blood on her brain, but the CAT scan did reveal a non-cancerous mass - obviously unrelated to her fall. It is not life-threatening, but the doctor feels it should be removed to prevent possible problems down the road. Mom is understandably frightened about the whole thing, but we're glad it's not blood on the brain or - Goddess forbid - cancer. On the whole, one might even consider her lucky that this was discovered when it was ... 10 years from now the mass could have started pressing on her optic nerve or something and then it would have been too late to do anything. At least now it's a devil we know.