Winters Of My Content

With all the hullabaloo around here yesterday for Colleen's Birthday, I missed celebrating the birth of my favorite personality, Miss Shelley Winters.

What else is there to say about the dame that she didn't say herself in her bestselling memoirs, Shelley and Shelley II?

Maybe this here dream-sequence clip from Phone Call To A Stranger will appropriately honor her
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Or maybe we'll just have to all wish hard enough that they still made these Shelley Winter dolls.



Happy Birthday Shelley!

Birthdays Girl

I sure forgot Colleen's birthday this year, but that's probably nothing new. I'm not so good at remembering Birthdays, so it's a good thing I'm good at remembering the Past. Since it was only last week, hopefully I'm OK with this post.

Once, when Colleen lived with David and Keith, they were such good housekeepers that their potatoes grew antlers. Colleen sure is pretty here.

Once when I lived in NYC and Colleen was still in school, she visited me and we visited the Four Seasons together.

And once, when we were both in college, we microwaved a marshmallow at my parents' house.

Happy Belated Birthday, Colleen!

The Hands Of Time

Really, Ernie?

Corns-u-copia

Last night sure was an adventure at Vegetable Club. For starters, Amber has pwalking pneumonia, so she had to bail out. For seconds, Kevin went swimming in the ocean before going to the M'funda Kalunga State Park, and was soaking wet for Vegetable Distribution.

I made out like a bandito though, with a bevy of Veggies all to myself. Such things included many varieties of tomatoes, celery, green peppers, cucumbers, "radicchio," cabbage, salad greens, green beans, ladypink eggplant, and plums.

Even when Amber is up and running and we share the Share, and sometimes use part of it for Feast with Kevin and Diana, it's a challenge to eat all this food. I'm going to do my best though, and will start by taking the day off and chowing down on the couch.

It all reminds me of the time that Zach went fishing and had a whale of a time.

Don't bite off more than you can chew, little buddy!

A Mother, My Sister

Update from DC: It's a Boy!Somehow from this picture here it is "obvious" to the Lady Doctor that I will be an Uncle, not an Aunt.
Science. I wonder what Bones would say?

Dial B For Birthday

Happy Birthday, Hitch!

I sure like Alfred Hitchcock & his movies and TV programs. There are so many stories and anecdotes about the man's bon mots (bons mot?); my personal fave is probably about the one he said of Tallulah Bankhead's on-set shenanigans during Lifeboat: "I don't know if it's a problem for wardrobe or hairdressing," but since this is a family blog I'm not going to say any more.

Some buddy posted this montage of Hitchcock's cameos in his movies to the youtube - definitely a fun view during morning coffee.

Miss Representation

Personally, I think movies should be marketed to accurately represent what's in 'em. For example, if in 1968 you're going to advertise a Bette Davis film with this poster, she should be cutting up Debbie Reynolds or pushing flowerpots onto Agnes Moorehead - it should not be an English drawing room family drama about cross-dressing. I mean really, an eyepatch?

Similarly, this funny shot of Seth Rogan in underpants carrying James Franco in pajamas sure made me & Amber want to see Pineapple Express. Turns out it was a long and violent movie about a weird drug war, with a few funny scenes in it, most of them either we saw in the trailer or were in fact from an episode of 227 playing in the background.

Shame on you, Apatow.

The best part, really? The t-shirt James Franco wears with a cutie kitty-cat hiding in a shark mouth. Apparently there's a controversy about it, but really, I don't care. I just want that shirt.