“I Just Looove “MOONRAKER”.” Said More Lovingly Than Should Be Allowed. =) -BRADLEY

BRADLEY Is Really Cool, I Promise. The “MOONRAKER” Fawning Is Purely True, Yet, Induced By A Love Affair Fascination With ROGER MOORE. ๐Ÿ˜

What’s On NOW!?!: “FOR YOUR EYES ONLY” (1981) Starring ROGER MOORE As JAMES BOND 007!!!

The Best Of The Best Of The Bunch.

That’s How I Categorize This Flick…






JAMES BOND –ย  007

…In What Would Be His Fifth BOND Adventure.

They Say The Third Time’s The Charm…

…And For ROGER

…The Third Time Was More Of A Staple-Point In The World That Is JAMES BOND.

His Third Adventure…



…Really Cemented ROGER As BOND.

It Was His Best To Date…

…And The Best BOND Adventure Up To That Point.

I Loved It.

And Then I Saw This One…


…And I Was Totally Sold.

It Is…

…By Far Far FAR…

…The Best BOND Of Them All.

At Least…

…In This Blogger’s Humble Opinion.

I Honestly Don’t Know What All To Say Here.

I’ve Been In A Decent Mood…

…I’ve Just Felt Like Arse.

What More Can Be Said?

I’m Just In Pure BOND Mode, Today.

I Have All Of His Adventures On The DVD…

…But Only A Few On The Blu-ray.

I Only Purchased The Ones I Love The Most…

…And That Were Available At The Time.


…Those Available Were…


BOND Adventures…

…Of Which Only One…



…Is On My Target List.

I Simply Love…


…Though That’s The Only BROSNAN Flick I Can Honestly Say That About.


…I’m Going To Get Back To Watching…


…And Once It’s Over, I’m Going To Watch…



…Which Is My Fave Fave From…


!!! !!!

I Know Everyone Says…



…Is The Very Best, Especially Of The CONNERY Flicks.


…I Tend To Disagree.

(Of Course)

To ME…


…Is Another Of Those That Is By Far Far FAR The Best Of The Best Of The Bunch.

I LOVE Me Some…




…Is My Utmost Favorite!!!


…’Tis Time For Me To Kick-It-Back And Enjoy My Flicks.

These Flicks Are GREAT…

…But Having Them On The Blu-ray Is EVEN BETTER!!!

So It’s Time To Enjoy, My Peeps.

Time To Enjoy, Indeed!!!

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An Amazing Song You’ve Never Heard That’s Now Stuck In My Head: “HIDEAWAY” by ERASURE

One Day The Boy Decided

To Let Them Know The Way He Felt Inside

He Could Not Stand To Hide It

His Mother, She Broke Down And Cried

Oh, My Father

Why Don’t You Talk To Me Now

Oh, My Mother

Do You Still Cry Yourself To Sleep

Are You Still Proud Of Your Little Boy

Don’t Be Afraid

You Don’t Have To Hideaway

The Boy He Was Rejected

By The People That He Cared For

It’s Not What They Expected

But He Could Not Keep It Secret Anymore

Far From Home Now

Waiting By The Telephone

There’s A New World

You Can make It On Your Own

Are You Still Proud Of Your Little Boy

Don’t Be Afraid

You Don’t Have To Hideaway. …

…<<<… >>>…



I Wish I Had More To Say About This Song, My Peeps.

It’s Very New To Me.

In Fact…

…TODAY Is The First Time I’ve Ever Listened To It.


I Love It Love It LOVE IT!

The Beat It Pumps Is Wonderful.

The Lyrics Are Masterful.

It’s An All-Around Crowd-Pleaser!

To ME…

…This Song Is About “Coming-Out” And The Trials And Tribulations Of Doing So.

I Didn’t Know That My Family Already Knew.

They’d Known For A Long While.

I’d Talked To My BFF About It…

…And I Even Asked Him To Tell My Mother, As I Was A Chicken-Shit-MO-FO, Fo SHO.

But She Already Knew.

As Did Some Of My Other Friends.

My Father Was The Last To Know, And It Shocked Him.

He Had No Clue.

Thing Is…

…I Didn’t Have A Clue, Either.

I Didn’t Figure It Out Until I was 20-Years-Old.

Most Guys Figure Things Out Much MUCH Sooner Than That.

But Not I.

I Was Oblivious.

I Knew I Had “Tendencies” But Nothing More.

A Phase.

That’s What I Was Convinced It Was.

Just A Phase.

I Played It Off As Long As I Could.



…I Gave In To Said Tendencies…

…And Finally Admitted What I Was…

…What I Am.

Talk About A Wildly-Weird Situation.

Coming-Out At 16 Or 17 Would Have Likely Been Much Easier On The Fam…

…On Me.

But, At That Point, It Was Just A Phase…

…Or So I Kept Telling Myself.


This Song…



…Really Sums It All Up.

I Can Easily Suggest It To Anyone AND Everyone.

It’s An Exceptional Little Ditty.

Y’all Should Give It A Go, Fo SHO, My Peeps.

I Know The Band…


…Isn’t Everyone’s Cup-O-Tea, But They Sure As Shit Are Mine.

As I Said…

…This Song Is New To Me.

I’ve Been Listening To It All Morning…

…On Repeat…

…Trying To Make Sure The Lyrics Say What I Think They Say.

And They Do.

So Why Not Blog About It…

…About Them!

Exactly, My Peeps!

Why Not, Indeed!

I’m Gonna End This Here.

Mainly Because I Need To Lay Back Down.

I’ve Used-Up Every Ounce Of Strength I Had Just To Write-Up This Little Number.

I’m Exhausted.

I Need A Rest.

That’s Sad, As I Slept The Bulk Of Yesterday.

But Whatever, Russ, Whatever!

Time To Rest.

Or, Do So As Much As Is Possible.

I Shall Try Try TRY!

Much Love, My Peeps!

Until The Next Time…!!!

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I Felt Like Warmed-Over-Arse…

…So I Spent The Bulk Of My Saturday In Bed.

I Simply Couldn’t Function.


I Felt Tired…

…I Felt Lethargic…

…I Felt Mopy And Draggy…

…I Simply Couldn’t Operate Up To Factory Specs.

And I Don’t Even Know What Was Wrong With Me.

It’s Very VERY Unusual For Me To Spend So Much Time Sleeping.

Some Folks Get Away With It…

…But Not I.

And Upon Awaking…

…I Found That I Had Silly Hands.

Silly Hands Means My Hands Are Twitchy.

I Can’t Get Them To Do Exactly As I’d Like…

…Or Exactly As They Would Normally Work.

I Mean, Come On Hands, Work For Me, Dammit, And Work NOW!

It’s Taken Me Forever And A Day Just To Type This Much.

It Sucks.

It Blows HARD, And Not In A Good Way.

There’s Nothing Pleasant About Having Silly Hands.

They Plague Me.

They Are The Bane Of My Existence.

They Cause So Many Issues.

As I Type Onward, They Don’t Improve.

They Only Get Worse.

You Try Typing With Silly Hands.

Or Try Pouring, AND Carrying, A Cup Of Coffee With Them.

Silly Hands Are What Have Kept Me From Doing Any Type Of Technical Work.

Hard To Work On Someone’s Computer When Your Hands Don’t Want To Operate Like They Should.

It’s Maddening.

It’s Frustrating.

It’s A Whole Bunch Of Horseshit, Is What It Is.

And There’s Nothing I Can Do About It.

I Simply Have To Let Them Pass.

Eventually, My Hands Will Go Back To Normal.

Or, As Normal As They’ll Get.

Which Ain’t So Normal.

And NOW I’m Realizing I’ve Spent This Much Time Talking About My Hands.



Get Me On A Roll About Something, And I’ll Just Babble On And On About It.

My Bad.

What I Meant To Be Talking About Was My Health.

I Don’t Feel Right.

I Don’t Feel Well.

I Feel…


…How Do I Feel?

I Feel…


Does Crappy Fit Here?

Crappy SHOULD Fit Here.

I’m Just Not Me.

I Haven’t Been Me All Damned Day.

I Wasn’t Me All Of Yesterday.

Hell, I Wasn’t Even Me This Past Friday.

Just Tired.

Just Draggy.

Just Mopy.

I’d Say I Need To Get Out-N-About And Do Something.

I Would Do So.

But I Sincerely Don’t Know If I’ve Come-Down With Something.

My Temp Was Up A Touch Friday.

I Didn’t Take It Saturday, As I Knew I Didn’t Feel Good.

Perhaps I Should Take It Today?!

Perhaps, Indeed.

I’m Gonna Stop This, Now.

I’m Talking Way Too Much, And For No Good Reason.

As I Said, When I Don’t Feel Good, And I Get On A Topic, I Have The Tendency To Babble.

So I Shall Leave You Be, My Peeps.

I Promise To Work More, Today.

Working Generally Quells My Ill-Feelings.

Let’s Just Hope It Works In This Instance.

I Think I’ll Pop-On A JAMES BOND Flick On The Ole Blu-ray.

That Usually Helps Me Relax.

I’m Thinking…


…How About…


…The Flick That Has Become My Favorite Of The ROGER MOORE Bond Adventures.


That Sounds Good.

Some I’m Gonna Go For That.

Why Not, Eh?!

Why Not, Indeed.


Y’all Take Care.

Y’all Be Good.

Y’all See Me Soon.

Y’all Talk To Me Sooner.

I Foresee Another Day In Bed.

Nothing Wrong With That When You’re Sickly, Right?!




“Our Greatest Happiness Does Not Depend On The Condition Of Life In Which Chance Has Placed Us…”

“…But Is Always The Result Of A Good Conscience, Good Health, Occupation, And Freedom In All Just Pursuits.