Discussion in 'Odds & Ends' started by StealthGnome, Dec 26, 2006.
Frankie Rayder next to a Flea on a surfboard...
Frankie Avalon on a surfboard near Annette Funicello on a "Beach Blanket" movie set.
Frank Sinatra in 'It Happened In Brooklyn'
What's happenin' my grandma?!
Granny Clampett from "The Beverly Hillbillies".
Played by Irene Ryan, who shared my birthday (October 17). Ryan was appearing in a Broadway production of "Pippin" when she suffered a stroke that led to her death days later at the age of 69.
Drinking Granny Smith apple martinis at Chateau Marmont in Beverly Hills with Amber Valletta...
Doing speedballs in your suite at the Chateau Marmont in Beverly Hills with Cathy Smith...not a good idea, Bluto Blutarsky!
Jim Morrison sampling Pam Courson's supply on Rue Beautreillis 17 in Paris on 3 July...
Watching L.A Confidential with Maggie Smith with buttered toast and marmite on the side.
p.s. sorry I was replying to stringer's post
Eating Kiopoolu on toast (eggplants, Sentinel!) with Maggie Maleeva at the former Manhattan Beach WTA tournament...
After a few pints at Barney's Beanery, going down on Maggie Gyllenhaal at the Alta Cienega...
Miss Maggie M'Gill, she lived on a hill
Her daddy got drunk and left her the will
So she went down, down to Tangie Town
People down there really like to get it on
Now if you're sad and you're feeling blue
Go out and buy a brand new pair of shoes
And you go down, down to Tangie Town
'Cause people down there really like to get it on
Get it on
Illegitimate son of a Rock n' Roll star
Illegitimate son of a Rock n' Roll star
Mom met dad in the back of a Rock n' Roll car
Well, I'm an old blues man and I think that you understand
I've been singing the blues ever since the world began
Room 32, please!
Cars Hiss By My Window...
I lived in Santa Monica for a few years about fifteen years ago. My girlfriend and I once decided to have dinner on the Sunset Strip, hit a few bars, and see a band at the Viper Room.
I suggested that we get a room at Morrison's old motel so we didn't have to drive. It was literally the most decrepit motel I have ever seen in the United States. I asked the guy in the office if we could have Jim Morrison's room, and he laughed and said that we are very lucky today and can have it. It was really cheap, something like $45.
We went to Barney's, then dinner, hit a few bars, then saw the band. We eventually walked down the hill to the Alta Cienega.
In the morning, we realized that we were probably in the worst motel in Los Angeles. The room was not even suitable for junkies. There was a thirty-year-old television mounted on the wall, and everything else looked older and more decrepit.
It wasn't a bad neighborhood, but I worried if my car would still be there. Room #32 is the one to the left of the sign.
The Hissing of Summer Lawns
(my least favorite Joni Mitchell album)
"Blue"...my favorite album by The Songbird, especially the cut "River"..."It's coming on Christmas, they're cutting down trees..."
The Lawns of Wimbledon - Andy Murray
p.s. ouch, once again I jumped someone. SOrry.
That's alright, mate! You made me remember a piece I posted 717 days ago in tribute to the best fortnight of the calendar. I still have it on my iPhone "notes" section and went to it after your post. Most of what I write seems banal even a day or two after posting but this poem still reads quite nicely. Do you remember "Words of Wimbledon"?
Well, that's all right, mama
That's all right for you
That's all right mama, just anyway you do
Well, that's all right, that's all right.
That's all right now mama, anyway you do...
Homer Bailey pitched the first no-hitter of the '13MLB season last week. He was also the last pitcher to throw a no-no near the end of the '12 season.
Home Run King?
Kingo Gondo - High and Low
p.s tom, no, i don't remember Words of Wimbledon.
Words Of Wimbledon (written 7/10/11)
Long Summer eves filled with play
The finest of skills on full display
Balls struck with finesse, spin and might
To dazzle onlookers' eyes in delight
White chalk flies as yellow spheres bound
Aimed to corners so rarely found
An ace fired straight to the "T"
Then one spun near the 90th degree
Now silence falls late Sunday night
All but a few have taken flight
The Fortnight's fans have dispersed again
Some leave in joy, others in chagrin
They came in throngs in hopes for glory
To watch new stars play out their story
Once-hot Supernovas crash to ground
Mute disbelief becomes their partner in sound
These sights, these sounds from green hallowed lawns
Lead us back each year as new Summer dawns
Hopes for the Future, thoughts of the Past
Blending to form each fan's forecast
What will next Summer's Fortnight bring?
Will it be Joy or tears' salty sting?
One thing for sure as Sunday's Sun sets
We leave these grounds without regrets.
Long summer evenings in Long Island.
Very nice, stringertom. I enjoyed reading it; thanks for posting. Wimbledon is unlike any other tournament.
Sitting on a pile of snow, sipping a Long Island Iced Tea under the midnight moon, on a long winter's night in Siberia...
The long winter nights in Siberia spent by Dr. Zhivago and Lara! "Somewhere my love..."
A definite top 10 movie on my list...Sir David Lean was a master and the entire cast was unbelievably talented (Sharif, Christie, Steiger, Guinness, Geraldine Chaplin, Tom Courtney, Ralph Richardson)!
Journey to the End of Night -- Céline
Night of the Hunter - Charles Laughton
Just Another Night by Ian Hunter!
Just another night for Hunter S. Thompson...
Was Hunter hangin' with Roland the headless Thompson gunner while loathing Las Vegas? If so, Warren Zevon would have suggested sending lawyers, guns and money...you know what will hit the fan!
The heart is a lonely hunter.
The Loneliness Of The Long Distance Runner...sport is not the central theme of this work.
Protected Copenhagen drug runners...
I sometimes make a "run" on my pedicab for Copenhagen chewing tobacco for bar customers in my work zone. The local drugstore chain sells only cigarettes and the nearest retailer selling the chew is a mile away.
The Kid with a Bike
Déjà Vu Post
The scientist (Albert Hofmann) on a bicycle...
An unidentified woman on a bicycle...
From Queen's "Fat Bottomed Girls"..."Get on your bikes and ride!"
I wanna ride my bicycle
I want to drive my bisexual.
I don't want a pickle, just want to ride my motor-sickle.
"And I don't want to die...just wanna ride on my motor-cy...cle"...same guy!
Baby you can drive my car...
An unidentified woman on a bicycle
Whatever happened to Baby Jane
Papa Bear came home and found Goldilocks munching on his porridge. Being a suspicious type, he went to his cupboard to check his stash and came back empty handed, causing him to ask, "Who's been smoking my Mary Jane:twisted:???
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