Delusions of Grand Fir… Boris, left: “Don’t you think it’s time we took the Christmas tree down? It’s mid-March, springtime. We should be planting things, not looking at dried-out shrubbery.” Ginger, right: “Oh, heavens no! Can’t you see that Fluffy really likes living in it? Where will he sleep without the tree?” Boris: “Fluffy is […]
Pretension and Posturing… The Old Oak Cliff Conservation League holds an annual Tour of Homes in our little neck of the woods, an event that is quite popular, with thousands of people plunking down money to analyze and criticize what other people do with their money. The attending crowd is usually an interesting mix […]
On the other side of the wall… Note: The following is an alternate take on the action in the previous post. And yes, this one is twisted. Things happened when you couldn’t leave the house during That Covid Mess… Saffrogette, left: “And then you bounce the ball and you try to grab the jacks before […]
Random Randiness… Note: During the first few crazy months of the Corona Virus Mess, I ran a series of daily posts trying to make light of the matter, despite the actual seriousness of such. (Humor in the dark, so to speak.) This is one of those entries… Babs, left: “Darling, you know we can’t get […]
Note: The following is an excerpt from one of my books-in-progress, a sordid tale of the time when a mass contingent of my family stupidly decided to go on a Carnival Cruise, wherein we were expected to behave in wholesome manner. (This was never going to happen, the wholesomeness, but still.) All you really need […]
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I don’t speak American (along with a lot of Americans) so I don’t understand any of that. 😉
However, that jacket is you , if you are Adolf Menjou. I (think I) know the French ones. 😛
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Suffice it to say that Betsy doesn’t speak American, either.
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Too sad for words.
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Yep.
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There is a huge opportunity, based on Shirley, the scale and the salt shaker, to make hay with salt and weight and diet and health. This photo screams to be on a billboard from the American Heart Association.
On another note, I have always been curious what the Herbs De Entitlement seasoning looked like. And how much was required and if a guardian with a moustache added leverage.
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Herbs de Entitlement, eh? I like that; it oozes with the image of an avant-garde Belgian quartet that only plays breathy, minimalist ditties that all have precisely 23 words in the lyrics. As the audience members file in, the band hands out tiny silver spoons with just the faintest dot of caviar. The spoon has a hand-written tag explaining that the egg is not to be eaten until the band performs there hit “Mange, Ma Belle”. At the end of the show, the audience shows their worship by making kissing noises rather than Neanderthalic clapping…
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I saw them once. The keyboard player stood under a pyramid made of PVC pipe covered with spray adhesive and glitter that melted and let go under the stage lights. His hair never recovered. Now he communes with Bowie’s ghost while they work on a minimalist electronica Miles Davis tribute album with Snoop Dog playing lip trumpet.
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The chef in the background is like ” Man, I hope she is toilet trained!”. Shirley’s like “Lean closer, and I’ll pour all of this into your ear.” Do you know what film this photo is from? Very random.
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The movie is “Little Miss Marker”, one of Shirley’s first hits, and it was made before the Hays Production Code went into effect and there are some adult themes, although they don’t directly involve Shirley’s character. And yes, Shirley would have had no qualms about pouring the salt…. 😉
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Thanks for that info, Brian.
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Ugh! She is just a wretched human being! One of those lizard people…
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(Betsy Devos, not Shirley Temple.)
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Betsy is a terrible person, appointed by an asshat to a position that she can now use to do irreparable harm to our youth…
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Every day i dread whatever is the next insanity from this administration. Every morning i wake up hoping it will be over, that the Republicans in Congress will come to their senses. But i don’t yhink they have any senses to come to anymore….
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Surely, her body was a temple ? They fed her animal crackers, lollipops and devil’s food cake at drive-ins, diners and diva-dives.
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But they overlooked the fact that she was wearing an overcoat, and plans did not go as intended…
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