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Well, I'm sorry to see One Life to Live is getting the axe from ABC after all these years, but I must confess I feel a tinge of satisfaction because of what that show did to me 35 years ago. Not that I'm one to hold a grudge, but still...
For me every day is record store day--on any given weekend, you'll find me flipping through the dusty vinyl bins at a local used music store. But the really real genuine Record Store Day is the third Saturday each, sort of a consolation prize for those of us who've waited 'til the last minute to…
Oh, right-I've got this blog to write. Sorry, I'm not really all here; my brain and heart are still somewhere in Italy, which is where I've been for the past two weeks.
The last truly great film performance of Elizabeth Taylor's career was probably as the boozy, bossy Martha, locked in a codependent marriage from hell with her hubby George (Richard Burton) in Mike Nichols' searing Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?, 45 years ago (I happened to visit Mount Vernon last…
The destroyer rises from the ocean, utterly unexpected, leaves untold destruction in its wake; and gives rise to the threat of nuclear destruction.
Here's a little bit of TV trivia for you: Back in the 1960s, The Corporation for Public Broadcasting was created to replace National Educational Television...because NET was considered too liberal!
I was astonished at the response we got--and continue to get--to my blog following the passing of Jane Russell. Perhaps because she left the show biz scene so long ago (her last movie was in 1970), I figured only the most die-hard fans would be really interested.
Even as I sighed and pushed my arms through the sleeves of my wool overcoat, the flash of violet through the back window caught my eye. I think I yelled something, but I know I threw open the sliding glass doors, ran into the yard, and fell to my knees. There, adorned in all their colorful glory…
Hearing Room 106 in the Dirksen Senate Office Building is an imposing two-story affair with great paneled walls and a sweeping dais at one end. So the small, white-haired man who came walking to the witness table seemed even tinier than I'd expected. Someone was showing him to his seat before the…
I'm not sure it's possible to explain Jane Russell, who died on Monday at age 89, to kids today. I was born right at the time she was at her Hollywood height, and growing up I barely understood what all the fuss was about. Like most late Boomers, I first became aware of Jane through her now-famous…