Vincent Price was so deliciously spooky that Michael Jackson turned to him for help with "Thriller" when he needed someone even creepier than himself. He appeared in countless horror movies, including "The Ten Commandments" with Charlton Heston.

Thus, it may surprise some of you to learn that Mr. Price was also an excellent cook, who not only sold cookbooks but actually had his own cooking show called "Cooking Price-Wise".



He may have intended to keep his cooking and his horror careers separate, but when you hear his voice in your head saying, "Come Into the Kitchen," it still seems pretty scary, as does his confessional "I Rub My Roast." (thanks to April Winchell, yet again.)

Speaking of creepy and fear-inducing, I'd like to share this story with you. Despite the fact that this man was planning a terrorist attack to both cover up his wife's intended murder AND obtain more money from her life insurance policy, AND despite the fact that nearly 2/3 of the poison he purchased is unaccounted for and the man in question "declined to comment after the hearing on whether the missing vials or the contents of the empty vials posed a public danger," the Chicago Tribune decided this story is not front page material. I found it in the Metro section.

Go ahead, read the whole story. Nice job, FBI and National Security Administration. I just wish Richard Reid had told investigators "I was bored," when questioned. Then maybe we all wouldn't have to take our shoes off at the airport.