From: jgacker@news.gsfc.nasa.gov (James G. Acker)
Subject: B&B:  Thrilling Monday!
Organization: Goddard Space Flight Center
X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.1 PL6]
Date: Tue, 29 Dec 1992 22:46:16 GMT


	Terrific, terrific, terrific!  Too bad everybody's on Christmas
vacation.

	Let's get right to it:

	Monday on "The Bold and the Beautiful"


	The world revolves around Brooke in this episode, but since
the baby is the focus of nearly everyone's lives, that makes sense.
Other than the fact that Brooke is a blithering idiot, this was one
hell of a suspenseful episode.

	TAYLOR/ERIC/SHEILA

	Eric calls to find Ridge, but now he's missing.  First Brooke, then
Ridge?  Sheila stops by and Eric is pleased.  She's dressed for work at
the hospital.  Where's Brooke?  she asks.  Brooke wasn't pleased when I
waltzed out of the beddy-bye room in a naughty nightie, so I thought
I'd dress conservatively.  Damfino, Eric says.  And Ridge too.
Sheila senses Eric's worry but assures him that the blimp, er, Brooke,
can take good care of herself.  She's resourceful.  Eric asks Sheila
if she has heard from Brooke.  Nope.
	Taylor calls, looking for Ridge.  Eric explains that Ridge was
trying to find the hard-to-locate Brooke, and maybe she'd better come over.
Taylor comes over, and she and Sheila exchange pleasantries.  The
situation is discussed.  Then the phone rings.  It's Ridge, driving
valiantly through the snowstorm.  He explains that he found out Brooke was
delirious and went to the Big Bear cabin, thinking it was a birthing room.
He'll get there, get her, and get the hell out before the area resembles
a post-avalanche scene.  Taylor tells him to be careful and to keep
everything important nice and warm.

	BROOKE IN PERIL

	Brooke is looking out the window at the snow again, and doing
more reminiscing, including some old-fashioned sex in front of the
fireplace with Ridge.  But now he's gone, gone, gone, doing the swing
thing with Taylor, even by the pool!  Noticing that her teardrops are
freezing on her cheeks, she finds out that Eric didn't pay the electric
bill for the cabin, and pretty soon you'll be able to store fresh
venison in the living room -- frozen!  Slowly losing her senses, she
dons a coat, and goes for firewood, which is in a woodpile located
approximately a half-mile from the cabin (it seems).  Looking like
a refugee from nuclear winter, Brooke slogs through the wind to the
woodpile.  Since the top stuff is wet, she pulls on the lower logs,
and some of them fall on her, knocking her down and apparently twisting
her knee.  She hears Ridge drive up and calls out to him.  No
response.  She tries to move the logs but it ain't working.  She calls out
again.  Realizing that the Brooke might freeze over, she starts to get
a little worried, since she didn't bring her ice skates!

	RIDGE

	Driving through the nuclear blizzard, Ridge gets to the ranger
station, and the ranger tells him no further without chains.  But he's
got to get to someone in the cabin, Ridge tells him.  He's driven the
road many times (in a Porsche, natch, not a four-wheel-drive Cherokee.
Smart, Ridger.)  No chains, no go.  (Good scene -- it looked really cold
and snowy when Ridge opened the car window).  Ridge says, O.K., I'll put
on the chains, you open the gate.  You've got chains for this Porsche?
In the trunk.  Forgetting that Porsches don't have trunks, the ranger
opens the gate.  Ridge floors it.

	He gets to the cabin safely, not driving off the road.  Once
inside, he lookes for Brooke, wondering why the atmosphere resembles the
Antarctic winter.  No Brooke, but her purse is on the sofa.  So where the
hell is she?  Ridge wonders.
	Duh, did you look to see if the other car is in the driveway?
Still, with Brooke beset by the forces of Mother Nature and about to become
a mother herself, it was a dramatic conclusion.  Hopefully, Ridge will
soon buy a conclue.

	Tune in tomorrow, when Brooke asks:

	"Did you bring the matches?"
and Ridge replies,
	"Matches?  I thought you said "patches", so I brought a yard
of Belief fabric!"

	Jim "oh the heck with it" Acker
	jgacker@neptune.gsfc.nasa.gov