December 13, 2014
You peg the guy for a creep right off, but when he tosses 500 green on the table, you figure he’s not so bad after all. ‘It’s my wife Brigitte, Mr. Barlow. I want her followed. I got to know where she goes,’ says the not so bad creep. ‘She’s going to be at this […]
December 12, 2014
Elsa hated the lunches Charles made. Richard loved them and was always willing to trade.
December 11, 2014
Richard Pratt, aka Boris Karloff, and Elsa Lanchester, aka Elsa Lanchester, on the set of The Bride of Frankenstein: a. played snooker for cash, often abandoning the game to duel with their cues. b. raced in tiny autos. c. often traded lunches, he giving her his chicken tikka masala, she giving him her banana infused […]
December 7, 2014
You jelly! You tik! You tak! You tok! You elemental cranebunny! You muddy bunfoster! You granulated pepperstaff! You rolling hipcradle! Out! Out, I say!
December 6, 2014
Bullets For Breakfast Tattered Rage The Cyanide Reaper Blood On The Spats
December 5, 2014
Tesla thought about joining the circus, and, for a few weeks, he practiced juggling knives and hammers. However, he soon lost interest and turned to stamp collecting instead.
December 4, 2014
Nikola is writing: a. ‘I am in the process of attempting to duplicate Viktor Frankenstein’s work …. b. ‘All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. All …. c. ‘I am wondering whether or not I should challenge Edison to a duel …. […]
December 3, 2014
What did Anna Pavlova keep in her large wicker trunk? Dead swans? No. Live swans? No, not even close. An assortment of chocolates to snack on while reclining? No. Jigsaw puzzles to assemble while dancing around her especially constructed tall puzzle table? No, she kept those in a closet. Perhaps something as boring as costumes? […]
December 2, 2014
The Skeffington ram had a mini-cam installed upon his brow. While nailing it there his words to share were several shouts of ‘Ow!’
November 28, 2014
When the names of all the movie cowboys were written on little strips of paper and placed in a hat (oddly enough, a fedora), the first name drawn from the hat by a seven year old movie mogul’s daughter with her eyes closed was Tim McCoy, thereby securing for McCoy the right to wear in […]