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2006-04-18 - 6:49 a.m. I've been watching a lot of Quantum Leap recently. When Six O Clock comes around I have to make a big decision whether to watch Quantum Leap or the A-Team. They clash, y'see. Man, it's a toughie. Fortunately just now, I've seen most of the A-teams that are being shown (Dwight Schultz is excellent as Murdock) and it's experimental Quantum Leaps - he's leaping into Lee Harvey Oswald and other oddballs, which shows the risks the format was willing to take after the gambles of Sam leaping into the bodies of - get this- women and gay men. Imagine! The stupidest leap has to be when Doctor Sam Beckett leapt into the body of a laboratory chimp, which meant that Scott Dracula had to spend the entire episode in a nappy (that's a diaper, my transatlantic chums). If I was Quantum Leaping on a regular basis, I'd be checking out my new cock-size, but Sam is a good ole Mid Western boy (played against Dean Stockwell's rogueish hologram Al), so he doesn't do that sort of thing. Possibly because it's a family show and they're obviously not allowed to show cock. I don't want to see Scott Bacofoils's cock, anyay. Honest. Look, just forget I said anything. Being a genius, though, I've found a flaw in the Quantum Leap universe: when does Al sleep? Sam constantly leaps from body to body and Al is always there to mention his ex-wives or Gushie's fuck ups. So, does he spend his entire life giving Sam a helping hand and appearing only to children? Besides, if you had that skill, wouldn't you just spend your time playing juvenile pranks on the kiddiwinks? Fuck Sam Bucket! "I'm some old dude in a novelty suit and I'm gonna fuck with your head!" That's what I'd say if I was Al from Quantum Leap. That would probably give the game away, though. It'd make a change from, "Your brain is swiss cheese, Sam!" or "Was it my 19th wife who said..." or "Ziggy says you've got a 58 per cent chance of rescuing this guy who is about to make some tedious mistake that would probably do him some good to learn from...". I mean, what's with this "putting right what once went wrong" shit? Fuck that noise, it's good to be wrong sometimes. This diary entry is a piece of shit, but do you see me changing it? The hell you do! (6 edits and counting Sam and Al, though... gay as a window. Quentin, Kevin Smith, you should put this in your next film. It's hilarious to speculate about the sexuality of pop cultural icons and not at all studenty or tedious. No way. I'm arguing with fiction. Al doesn't sleep! Even though it don't make no sense. Little Alfie, little Alfie... This from the Internet: "33. Is Scott Bakula really as nice as he seems to be? Yes, yes a thousand times yes. A perfect example of just how nice, patient, hardworking and DECENT this man is is his appearance at the QL screening for the fans in LA back on February 25, 1991." That's when he was at his most DECENT, folks. Was decent as fuck on the 25th of February. I bet dimes to donuts that it was difficult to tell him apart from his character - Dr Sam Mutherfuckin' Beckett - on that particular day. "He had put in a hard day on the set working on the episode "Last Dance Before an Execution", a very emotionally intense, exhausting episode when he had to appear at the screening to answer questions (with the BGU, Deborah Pratt and Dean) and to meet the fans. He was pleasant and open with the fans, even joking with people and accepting small gifts and hugs with aplomb. Afterward, he was mobbed by (literally!) hundreds of mostly female fans who requested his autograph and their picture taken with him. He spoke to each person and smiled for the cameras. He is truly a sweet, gracious person, traits which are shared by the rest of the people associated with this production. Any further elaborations can be filled in by FAQ # 27, the LB herself. :) [Why, thank you, Debbie...] Another example is the UCLA screening of 11/25/90. Scott had been to New York City and back that weekend (appearing in the Macy's parade),
! had put in a long day at work and was in a great deal of pain from an injured ankle. But he walked out on stage and answered questions like he hadn't a care in the world and afterwards signed autographs until co-executive producer Michael Zinberg literally picked him up off the floor and took him away, telling him he had to go to work the next day. Then there was the convention...well, you get the idea. [Sally Smith]" Go, Scotty!
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