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Archive for 2010

Vertigo Through Frisco

Sunday, July 25th, 2010

When I last wrote about Alfred Hitchcock’s masterpiece Vertigo, I mentioned that it is not one of my favorite of the Master of Suspense’s films. While noting that it was a stylish and visually engrossing masterpiece, I found that it was not all that entertaining. Since that time, my opinion has been somewhat revised. While it would still linger near the bottom a top ten list, I have since come to appreciate the delicious story along with the stunning pallete on which Sir Hitchcock paints. So having said that, perhaps you might see how visiting several of the filming locations from Vertigo while in the San Francisco area was a top priority.   Read the rest of this entry »

If only I had read further..if only I had been paying better attention. There was a gal named Lynne Marie Stewart scheduled to appear at the Hollywood Show on Saturday, April 24, 2010. I saw her name and her photo and read the first few sentences of her bio. Many might be interested in her because she was Ms. Yvonne on Pee-Wee’s Playhouse. Yeah, that’s something cool, I reckon. She also has a long list of sitcoms to her credit appearing in five episodes of M*A*S*H as one of the nurses, as well as Curb Your Enthusiasm, Arrested Development, Night Court, Alice, and Laverne & Shirley. Read the rest of this entry »

Protected: Destin and Seaside

Thursday, July 22nd, 2010

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Protected: Jimmy and Ellen’s Wedding

Tuesday, July 20th, 2010

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The Ankeney Chargers – Part One

Sunday, July 18th, 2010

School days nostalgia is fun to recall. Spending 13 years in the public schools is bound to yield a great number of memories spanning from early childhood to the onslaught of adulthood. I hold all of the memories from these years in very high regard, but it seems that the older the memory, the fonder it is. My Ankeney years came at the beginning of the latter half of my school years – from the Fall of 1984 to the Spring of 1987. It was a new era of leaving behind the safety of Fairbrook Elementary where I was an upper-classman, and become a lowly pre-pubescent, chubby, gawky, early teenaged seventh grader. But, boy, these were fond memories too. Read the rest of this entry »