Dead guy tops favorite actors
Sorry if I don’t shed a tear over the demise of Dick Bruhn’s
except, of course, for the loyal workers who always get screwed
while the owners do quite well thank you. I remember once attending
some do-gooder dinner and bidding and winning a $100 Dick Bruhn’s
gift certificate. The next week when I went into the store, the
only thing I found for $100 was a tie and a pair of underwear. Why
I took them I don’t know as I never wear a tie
…or underwear.
Dead guy tops favorite actors
Sorry if I don’t shed a tear over the demise of Dick Bruhn’s except, of course, for the loyal workers who always get screwed while the owners do quite well thank you. I remember once attending some do-gooder dinner and bidding and winning a $100 Dick Bruhn’s gift certificate. The next week when I went into the store, the only thing I found for $100 was a tie and a pair of underwear. Why I took them I don’t know as I never wear a tie…or underwear.
Finally saw the real Superman, Brandon Routh. He was the perfect follow up to Christopher Reeves. The new Superman gave a short talk and was one of the most articulate actors I have ever heard. I didn’t even have to resort to a “Hey Dude” or “F” word to get attention.
Loved that headline in the Fifty Cent Lance “Know your nuts.” I do and, more importantly, others do, too! Aye chee waa waa!
I told you last week that I was in Hollywood Heaven as most of the screens would be filled with comic book movies and I would have the auditorium showing real movies with real actors all to myself…and Nancy. We caught this year’s “Little Miss Sunshine.” Thank goodness almost every year has its “My Big Fat Greek Wedding,” and this year it is the small independent film “Waitress.” What a slice of mom’s apple pie. Honestly takes you back to the 1940s when Hollywood was really making films that made you care about character development and your 14 cents made you feel like a King, or Queen, in my case. “Waitress” has been playing at the Hollywood Cinerama Dome complex for three weeks with small but growing audiences.
Word of mouth is the only resource most true independent films have. This is the feel good movie of the year and if you wonder why rich actors such as 90-year-old Andy Griffith take small roles in films like this that he knows nobody will see…wonder no more. The joy he brings is better than the joy Joy promised last night.
Thank God Hollister has the answer to gangs. More gangs. Cut back on high school drama and instead of more “West Side Story” on the stage, more “West Side Story” on Hollister’s streets. Aye che waa waa!
The owner of Motel 6 died and it reminded me of the time in 1968 when we drove 100 miles with another couple to see “2001: A Space Odyssey” in Cinerama and we stayed at a Motel 6.
Swimming pool, two double beds and it cost us $6. Not $6 each, not $6 a couple, but $6 for the four of us! And people still try and convince me that there is no such thing as the good old days as they think nothing of putting nearly $200 on their Gold card for the privilege of sleeping in a motel for a few hours. Not even with Joy is it honestly worth it. With Joey, well maybe!
Love that poll listing America’s favorite actors. This year’s winners: Denzel Washington at number one, Tom Hanks at number two and John Wayne at number three. Hold on there pilgrim, Wayne hasn’t made a film in more than thirty years. But unlike a lot of actors Wayne’s last film was a great one directed by Don [Dirty Harry] Siegel with James Stewart, Ron Howard and Lauren Bacall, “The Shootist.” Also glad to see that Wayne’s “Rio Bravo” is now getting the respect from critics as it continues to rise on critics’ lists as one of the all-time best movies ever made, something I knew when I saw Angie Dickinson, his co-star, in person on Okinawa in 1959 where she was plugging the movie along with Johnny Grant. Yes, that Johnny Grant, the honorary mayor of Hollywood, who you always see at the award ceremonies.
A couple months ago, I promised to tell you about the time he introduced me to a world wide audience before he introduced the stars of M*A*S*H. If modesty permits, I will tell you next week. Remind me on Tuesday please. Where’s Ferlin Husky when I need him?
The new owners of the Ding A Ling Restaurant are thinking of changing the name. Might as well change the name to Hollister. As a teen in the 1950s, I remember what the Ding A Ling stood for. Great food, lots of it and at a fair price. Six years ago before I moved to Hollywood it still meant the same. Change the name? Why? Unless you’re serving bad food, small portions and high prices. Save the Ding A Ling, you Ding A Lings!!
Finally as the first student body president of Gavilan College – just build it and they will come. Look at what a Gavilan College education did for me. Aye chee waa waa!
