What’s That Sonny? You Want Me To Put What On My Face?
I’m sorry. I’m a goalie. Well, I was born in Manitoba, so I’m a goolie if you don’t mind. I’m afraid I mighta misheard you. You want me to put what over my face?
California Hot Rods in the 1940s. Aw Yeah
If you don’t get a tear in your eye and a lump in your throat watching this, I don’t want to know you. Of course I don’t know you, and I’m never going to know you, and you probably wouldn’t want to know me, so the threat is sorta idle. But by gad I love this video.
I Didn’t Notice any Mention of Unisex Bathrooms
World War II veterans aren’t any kind of mystery to me. They’re getting rather rarer these days, which makes me a little sad. They were matter of fact kind of people.
They really didn’t go looking for any trouble. Their fathers had gone off to Belleau Wood to end the First World War, but only because it needed doing. They didn’t pass down any animus towards any corner of Europe to their kids. The doughboys’ children had problems of their own, and would have preferred to be left alone to find three square meals and a warm place to sleep during the Depression. It was not to be. …
Why Is Liberace Jumping Out of a Perfectly Good Plane?
Hey, that’s a World War II vintage training plane, isn’t it? Neato. It’s coughing smoke like a 1989 Chevy Citation, but other than that, it looks like it’s in fine shape. The guy flying it looks like a jaunty fellow. Low-key, just like all the fellows that learned to fly in that thing back in the day. I bet Jimmy Stewart learned to fly in one of those planes, or something similar. He was a B-17 pilot, for reals. He didn’t go Hollywood when he enlisted. He went to war. …