Marsha, Marsha, Marsha

R.I.P. Sam the Butcher


From the Brady Bunch. We loved your thwarted wedding attempts, the deep freeze with the broken lock, and the way you made rib roast sound sexy when you told Alice you would get her a nice rib roast . . . **wink, wink**


8 Responses to Marsha, Marsha, Marsha

  1. jeremy says:

    I am increasingly interested in seeing the distinctions this blog draws between whether a post is “just silliness”, a “random thought,” or both.

    I’ve always wondered how common live-in maids actually were in the US during the period they were depicted in The Brady Bunch and (later) The Jeffersons. The Jeffersons, with the existence of a full-time maid for a couple that lived in an apartment with one large room and one full-grown son, I always found particularly wondrous.

  2. laurabethnielsen says:

    quit critiquing my blog and let’s play scrabble

    Actually keep critiquing my blog — I need comments. It seemed sad to think of an obit as just silliness so i made it a random thought.

    but still, let’s play scrabble

  3. jeremy says:

    I’m too busy plugging your blog on my blog!

  4. lbsmom says:

    LB, do you still remember all the words to the theme song? And how about all that Brady Bunch trivia? I had no idea my child was watching enough tv to know all that stuff. Yikes!

  5. lankdangle says:

    Rib roast, he always was trying to give her some special piece of meat that sounded really big.

  6. vancleve says:

    A “special piece of meat that sounded really big?” This sounds a bit dirty for a legal blog. Let’s keep it clean!

  7. lankdangle says:

    Ok, an unassuming piece of meat that sounded really safe and unthreatening to the citizens of Utah. Please.

  8. vickywoeste says:

    It’s Marcia, Marcia, Marcia, fwiw . . .

    Let’s just leave the coded language of cuts of meat for Chris Matthews and Hardball, shall we? Did anyone see the post on Slate about how he would sound if men’s names were substituted for women’s in the banter he has uttered in the last couple of months?

    But back to the Bradys: “here’s the Story–of a lovely lady/Who was bringing up three very lovely girls/all of them had hair of gold/like their mother/the youngest one in curls/Here’s the story/of a man named Brady/who was busy with three boys of his own/they were four men/living all together/but they were all alone/buh-da-buh-da-buh!/Til the one day when the lady met that fellow–da-da!/And they knew it was much more than a hunch!/that this group would somehow form a family/That’s the way we all became the Brady Bunch!!!”

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