Nothing special about those two. You'll find their sisters all over Larchmont. I ran away from that world forty years ago. Life reduced to the low horizon of comfort. Glad I escaped with every free breath I take.
Slightly OT, but I was out working in my shop and I could hear my dogs barking. They were inside the house and both of them were going crazy - barking out a warning - not the usual "Alert, there is a dog on a leash walking by" bark, but "Let me at 'im - this cannot stand" kind of bark. They were so insistent that I went inside to investigate.
I walked over to the window to see what had them so exercised and what do you know - there is a pig in my front yard. A freakin' loose pig. I was too shocked to get a good picture of it up close, but as near as I can tell it was a potbelly pig. Small. Not a wild boar, thank goodness, but still, one does not expect to see pigs just wandering around even here in the country.
It did serve to remind me, however, to pick up some bacon next time I am in the store.
Well now they are both dead. The timing makes this more of a story.
As Hollywood celebrities go, they are pretty far down on the contemptible list. Neither heroes or villains, but Carrie was very good in a few films and Debbie absolutely shined when she was at her peak (which was sixty years ago).
I did watch Carrie's HBO one woman show and it was surprisingly good.
I actually met Debbie Reynolds for a quick minute in Vegas when she had her casino. She was swanning through the table areas and stopped to say hello to everyone. I barely looked up because I was concentrate on my blackjack addiction at the time. A couple of my gambling buddies reminded me of it as I had actually forgotten all about it. (I also drank a lot back then but whose counting).
No question... Janet Leigh/Jamie Lee Curtis, though the later is a bit wacko. Janet won my heart in "Jet Pilot" in 57 when I was ten. I mean come on, a woman fighter pilot, of which the Soviets had more than a few... that's hot.
Whitney Blake and Meredith Baxter. I had to look up Whitney,knowing she had a famous daughter, and found out she died in 2002. Baxter seems to be a head case.
Blythe Danner and headcase daughter Gwyneth Paltrow.
Maureen O'Sullivan and headcase daughter Mia Farrow.
Head case Joan Crawford and headcase daughter Christina.
I'm generally pretty stoic about the deaths of celebrities, but I was genuinely saddened by the passing of Debbie Reynolds and Carrie Fisher. Carrie was part of my youth. There was a definite intimation of mortality about her death. The cast of Star Wars is not meant to die before me. They're not even supposed to die, They merge with The Force and become holograms........Both Debbie and Carrie were performers. It's hard to tell what part of them was real and what part was persona. I don't know if they even knew the difference between their mask and their identity. Maybe there wasn't any. At any rate, the masks they crafted were appealing and likable, and they wore those masks gracefully.
When Jayne Mansfield and her French friend visited III MAF back in 67 I held guard duty on the front porch of their VIP cabin, three hour watch, if I remember correctly. Midnight to 0300?
Lots of strange noises went on in there.
I was horny so listened to it all, may even have had my ear cupped to the door. Though I remember it ending with a whimper, nothing to get excited about.
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I'm not big into hollywood worship... but those two are adorable.
The opening scene with the phone - that's me and my mom.
Nothing special about those two. You'll find their sisters all over Larchmont. I ran away from that world forty years ago. Life reduced to the low horizon of comfort. Glad I escaped with every free breath I take.
Slightly OT, but I was out working in my shop and I could hear my dogs barking. They were inside the house and both of them were going crazy - barking out a warning - not the usual "Alert, there is a dog on a leash walking by" bark, but "Let me at 'im - this cannot stand" kind of bark. They were so insistent that I went inside to investigate.
I walked over to the window to see what had them so exercised and what do you know - there is a pig in my front yard. A freakin' loose pig. I was too shocked to get a good picture of it up close, but as near as I can tell it was a potbelly pig. Small. Not a wild boar, thank goodness, but still, one does not expect to see pigs just wandering around even here in the country.
It did serve to remind me, however, to pick up some bacon next time I am in the store.
Did you try to put some lipstick on it Sixty?
Well now they are both dead. The timing makes this more of a story.
As Hollywood celebrities go, they are pretty far down on the contemptible list. Neither heroes or villains, but Carrie was very good in a few films and Debbie absolutely shined when she was at her peak (which was sixty years ago).
I did watch Carrie's HBO one woman show and it was surprisingly good.
RIP.
I actually met Debbie Reynolds for a quick minute in Vegas when she had her casino. She was swanning through the table areas and stopped to say hello to everyone. I barely looked up because I was concentrate on my blackjack addiction at the time. A couple of my gambling buddies reminded me of it as I had actually forgotten all about it. (I also drank a lot back then but whose counting).
Wait Sixty, don't you have neighbors like this?
Hey on the mother daughter list of who you would want to bang at the same time how would they rate?
Not now of course but when they were younger. The Carrie of Star Wars Bikini time.
Let's do a poll.
Janet Leigh/Jamie Lee Curtis.
Tippi Hendren/Melanie Griffith.
Goldie Hawn/Kate Hudson
Let me know if you can think of some other combos so to speak.
That Green Acres clip is downright spooky how it nailed the trans-species issue way back then.
Troop, go for the trifecta: Tippi Hendren, Melanie Griffith and Dakota Johnson!
Mr. Ziffel is right, the world is full of prejudice.
No question... Janet Leigh/Jamie Lee Curtis, though the later is a bit wacko. Janet won my heart in "Jet Pilot" in 57 when I was ten. I mean come on, a woman fighter pilot, of which the Soviets had more than a few... that's hot.
Let me know if you can think of some other combos so to speak.
Cher and Chaz?
Hill and Chel?
Jayne Mansfield and Mariska Hargitay?
Kim and Caitlyn.
Whitney Blake and Meredith Baxter. I had to look up Whitney,knowing she had a famous daughter, and found out she died in 2002. Baxter seems to be a head case.
Blythe Danner and headcase daughter Gwyneth Paltrow.
Maureen O'Sullivan and headcase daughter Mia Farrow.
Head case Joan Crawford and headcase daughter Christina.
I'm generally pretty stoic about the deaths of celebrities, but I was genuinely saddened by the passing of Debbie Reynolds and Carrie Fisher. Carrie was part of my youth. There was a definite intimation of mortality about her death. The cast of Star Wars is not meant to die before me. They're not even supposed to die, They merge with The Force and become holograms........Both Debbie and Carrie were performers. It's hard to tell what part of them was real and what part was persona. I don't know if they even knew the difference between their mask and their identity. Maybe there wasn't any. At any rate, the masks they crafted were appealing and likable, and they wore those masks gracefully.
There's a reason why no one thinks of Judy Garland and Liza Minelli in a sexual context.
The gays love Judy and Liza.
When Jayne Mansfield and her French friend visited III MAF back in 67 I held guard duty on the front porch of their VIP cabin, three hour watch, if I remember correctly. Midnight to 0300?
Lots of strange noises went on in there.
I was horny so listened to it all, may even have had my ear cupped to the door. Though I remember it ending with a whimper, nothing to get excited about.
Though I remember it ending with a whimper, nothing to get excited about.
It ended with a whimper and not a bang? That is disappointing.
Cher and Chaz
There you go - Troop's dreamy two-some fantasy.
Did not know Griffith was Tippi's daughter! Nor Hargitay, Mansfields's. Wow.
O/T I read that Vivien Leigh was never quite right after playing Blanche DuBois.
That trailer reminds me of Joan Rivers and Melissa.
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