Archive for September, 2015

Jayne Mansfield Almost Was Ginger On Gilligan’s Island

September 30, 2015


With her acting career on the decline, blonde bombshell movie actress Jayne Mansfield was offered the part of Ginger Grant on Gilligan’s Island but turned it down at the advice of her third husband.

She continued taking bit parts in small B-rated films with an occasional appearance in a respectable production. She also worked in nightclubs.

A couple of years later, Mansfield would be tragically killed along with two other adults in an automobile accident in Louisiana while headed for a television interview. Her three young children with her in the rear of the car survived the crash, one of which was future actress Mariska Hargitay.

Jayne Mansfield was dead at 34 years of age. Had she been a castaway member of an iconic situation comedy filmed in California, she might have lived.


What If Eleanor Roosevelt Could Fly?

September 30, 2015

I am fairly certain that that counterfactual did not mean by way of the airplane.

During a late 1970’s Saturday Night Live skit moderated by Jane Curtin, this question was raised amongst a panel of distinguished guests commenting on the ridiculousness of the former First Lady sprouting wings and leading an air raid attack of military bombers against Japan and Germany during World War II.

Gotta love comedy writers. Must have been one heckuva brainstorming session on that one.

Gutzon Borglum: Four Presidents Get Stoned

September 27, 2015


The faces of four American presidents – George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Theodore Roosevelt and Abraham Lincoln –
are carved from a granite mountainside high above the treetops of the Black Hills.

The Mount Rushmore carving took fourteen years to complete and cost $1 million, yet this Shrine to Democracy is priceless to Americans.

Visited by nearly three million people each year, this bucket list attraction is a meaningful part of vacationing in nearby Rapid City, South Dakota.

Between 1927 and 1941, Gutzon Borglum and 400 workers sculpted the 60-foot busts to represent the first 150 years of American history.

Each head is as tall as the entire Great Sphinx of Egypt and majestically perched five thousand five hundred feet above sea level.

Yogi Berra Took On Yogi Bear In Court

September 24, 2015


New York Yankee legend and Hall of Fame catcher Lawrence Peter “Yogi” Berra recently passed away at the age of 90.

Did you know that he once brought a lawsuit for defamation of character against Hanna-Barbera Productions and their 1958 cartoon creation Yogi Bear?

The legal case was eventually withdrawn as the defense was considered implausible but sources report that Berra was indeed the inspiration for the name.

The producers claim it was all one big coincidence but animation industry insiders think differently.

As an ironic side note, in the announcing of Berra’s death, the AP wire service mistakenly announced the death of Yogi Bear instead.


Like Yogi the ballplayer said, “It ain’t over ’til it’s over.”

What A Working Word Press Might Look Like:

September 22, 2015


What Happens In Vegas, Stays In Vegas

September 20, 2015

Las Vegas Strip

Welcome to fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada – – Known as the country’s playground.

Click on the link below to see possible tourists posing by the iconic “Welcome” sign:

Wayne Newton is probably just around the corner!

(And, believe it or not, there also happens to be another town named Las Vegas in the state of New Mexico. Who knew?)

Niagara Falls: Slowly I Turn, Step By Step…

September 20, 2015

Niagara Falls
Niagara Falls straddles the border between Canada and the United States near upstate New York. It forms the southern end of the Niagara Gorge.

The Falls has a vertical drop of 165 feet. Baseball player Ed Delahanty fell to his death here in 1903. Over the years, many people tried to plunge over the Falls in specially built barrels as publicity stunts.

Back in the 1950’s and 60’s, it used to be a very popular honeymoon spot.

“The Maid Of The Mist” floats along the bottom of the Falls to give passengers a waterside view of this natural attraction.

Erosion from the Falls causes the water’s edge to move backwards three to four inches every ten years.

Niagara Falls is renowned both for its beauty and as a valuable source of hydroelectric power. Click on the link below to see it now.

Happy Trails: Roy Rogers Had Some Rough Ones

September 19, 2015


Roy Rogers was born as Leonard Franklin Slye in Cincinnati, Ohio on November 5, 1911. He lived to be 86-years-old.

Besides being a singing cowboy and famous western movie and television star, he had quite a rough life. I never realized how rough he had it until recently.

When Roy was nearly 35-years-old, he was left with two small girls and a newborn son, all under 6 years of age, when his second wife Arline died from child birth complications. He and Dale Evans met and got married and had nine total children between them. Four were adopted.

In 1950, Robin Elizabeth was born with Down’s Syndrome. She died just before turning 2-years-old. Their Korean-American daughter Debbie died at age 12 in a church bus accident on its return from a goodwill mission at an orphanage in Mexico. Their grown adopted son Sandy died in the military while based in Germany.

Roy and Dale Evans were devout Christians and I have a feeling that their strong belief in that faith helped get them through the hard times.

Roy Rogers has several stars along the Hollywood Walk of Fame and has been inducted in the Western Performers Hall of Fame in Oklahoma. His own museum was prominent first in California then it moved to Missouri before closing down in 2009.

His name and wholesome character were licensed to a chain of fast-food restaurants in 1968. He made a lot of money during his lifetime but being rich and famous couldn’t shield him from suffering some heavy tragedies during his long and illustrious career.


The Whiteness Of The Whale

September 18, 2015


I remember in a high school English class, we delved into Herman Melville’s 1851 classic sea adventure, Moby Dick. The teacher asked the obvious question for all students of this literary giant to ponder: What is the meaning of the whiteness of the whale?

Well, the immediate response is the reference to good versus evil. In westerns, the good guys always wore white hats and the bad guys wore black ones but I don’t think the basic premise was to assume that Moby Dick was a good whale as opposed to being a bad one.

He wasn’t considered Baby Beluga for goodness sake.

So hidden meanings and reasonings start bouncing around the classroom. Why was he white? Was he an albino? Was he viewed as a peculiar apparition to the soul?

How about this for an answer: Who cares what color he was? Why not ask about the brownness of the Pequod sailing vessel? Or the color of the ocean water? Why not wonder why they weren’t after a giant octopus instead of a whale?

Moby Dick was white because he lacked pigmentation. Period.

Help! I’m In The Middle Of My Midlife Crisis

September 17, 2015


No, seriously. I truly mean that. I was initially typing up a blog entry that was going to blast social networking such as this and call it an empty excuse for virtual reality.

Then it got much more darker and I was complaining about how everyone online is trying to be more clever (yikes – bad english?) than the next person. It started going on and on about a “what if” scenario occurring that caused worldwide connectivity to collapse. Thousands of people wouldn’t know what to do with themselves or how to behave.

Then I stopped and said to myself, “What’s my point?” I started questioning my own negativity and refusal to acknowledge that wordpress or facebook or twitter does help people interract with other like-minded individuals.

It’s not a vast wasteland like Newton Minow attributed to television over fifty years ago. Well, sometimes it could be but, hey, I need to steer away from being negative.

I was starting to sound bitter and miserable while complaining that bloggers are only out to try and prove how unique they think they are or are only using these sites to sell books and/or artwork.

I stopped again.

Maybe it’s not you (collectively) who is bitter and miserable. Maybe it’s me.

I’m the miserable and negative person in this picture. It was me trying to project my drawbacks and failings onto you. What’s that old expression? Misery loves company? Ding.

I have my reasons for being miserable. If you only knew.

So how do I turn this around and focus, I mean really focus, on being positive? No one said that it was going to be easy. It gets increasingly more difficult as we get older.

Each of us is responsible for our own happiness. Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Our freaking forefathers wrote that.

How do I find my own happiness in middle age? That’s the sixty-four-thousand dollar question.

I’m not looking to blame my parents for this but I think being negative is a learned behavior from my upbringing. More likely it’s genetic. My mother was a negative person and she suffered from depression for the last twenty-two years of her life. Actually maybe more than that.

I do have alot of negativity going on in my life. I don’t wish to post my troubles here. See “About This Blogger” if you want to make contact with me.

Thanks. I could surely use an e-friend right now.