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Ferret’d Away Under My Mattress. HAHAHA! Older Version, But Who Gives A Flyin’ Fuk At This Point? This Begs A ‘Re-Look’ “Anybody got a Match?” A Lit Match To Torch This Stupid Post
Bertie Higgins – “Key Largo”
I Had It All, But As Usual, I Somehow
Fuck Things Up
So Stunningly Drop-Dead Beautiful
“Anybody got a match?”
Yeah, I got a match:
Bogie and Bacall.
I have ‘swerved’ once more into Lauren ‘Bacal’ (Jewish spelling of her name before Hollywood COERCED her into changing it) and Bogie whirlwind of late.
Lauren Bacall, who died Tuesday (Aug. 12) at 89, had mixed feelings about her Jewishness. In “By Myself,” her autobiography, (Which I have read, cover to cover–twice)) she wrote that she “felt totally Jewish and always would,” yet chided herself for not being more open about her Jewish identity.
Below, five facts about Lauren Bacall’s Jewish life and — in her own words — how she felt to be Jewish:She was born Betty Joan Perske.
Bacall was born in Brooklyn to a Jewish family, but her Jewish-sounding name just wouldn’t cut it in the Hollywood of the 1940s and ‘50s. She changed it to a version of her mother’s family name, Weinstein-Bacal.
“It was a period when people believed that you demonstrated your Americanization by Americanizing your name, and very frequently, Americanizing your nose,” said Jonathan Sarna, professor of American Jewish history at Brandeis University.
“She did not hide the fact that she had these Jewish origins, but it was expected in Hollywood at the time that you would have an American name and persona,” he added.
I once wrote a term paper for the head of the English Department at ETSU. Unbeknownst to me, he was writing an autobiography on Humphrey Bogart at the time. Had I known this, I most probably would not have written my term paper on Bogie and Becall.
But then again, I probably would have anyhow….
And I received an A++ on my paper.
My Prof loved it. Probably ’cause he was a Russian Jew.
Or Maybe not.
It was a great paper.
And he loved it.
(Of course I was drunk when I wrote it)
Took me all of 45 minutes to write.
That is how I ‘rolled’ back then.
Always waited until the very last ‘minuet…’
Bogie was forty-five when he met Bacal.
She was nineteen.
Perhaps there is hope for me yet…
Bogie an’ Baby
If there is just one thing the Navy taught me, it is this:
“No never means no”
“Nothing is ‘written’.”
This is how I got back into SEAL training when I was two years too old…
She was/is beautiful!
One last ‘fun fact.’
In her book, Lauren described how she came up with
She recounted of how she was so nervous…
when she played along side Bogie, she had to keep her chin tucked into her chest to keep from shaking uncontrollably.
She also tells the story of how the director, Howard Hawks told her she would have to sing in the movie.
She was mortified.
Lauren cannot sing.
She knew this.
But she did it anyway…
It was in the script.
And she was charming.
Anybody Got A Match?
Great article. link below:
Must watch this below.
Here is a clue
And some Nickles:
Had to Add:
Street Cred for Vid: Somewheremaybe
Fuk Them Navy Psychiatrist Pukes!
So Let’s Just Call The Whole Thing Off!
You’ll Have to Scroll Down For Ginger;
I Got Distracted.
Yes; It Happens From time-To-Time
I No Longer Have One Dime.
Nor a Brain
Yet, Poverty & Ignorance is Bliss–
I am Blessed to Have Both
“Hey Brother, can you spare a dime?
I seem to have misplaced mine”
But Texas Always in my Heart?
And OnCE A’GIN” fUK u word-de-Pressed! i CANnOT DeDIite This! Why Not? Why The Fuk NOT? Fuk U Word-Disstressed!
Aerosmith – Crazy
Sometimes I even hear this blonde singing:
And I tear up. (Just a little bit) but then I throw on some Bob Wills and Remember Who I am.
Is This My Blood???
I Killed all the Rats days ago
And disposed of all the bodies!
Must be MY Blood!
I must be bleeding from
Some Where Within
“I got Nothin’ Left… To Live Up To”
But From WHERE?!
I need to Find Out!
(Perhaps it’s Just Spilt Wine)
Happens All The Time!
(Hope It’s Not From My azz—that Could Be Bad!)
A BAD Day For Me!
At Black Rock!
I Wrote a Senior-Level University Paper on This One!
Got An A-Plus!
Yuk Yuk Yuk!
(Wish I Still Had That Paper–It Was a Keeper!)
“Bad Day At Black Rock”
With The Added Wonder
Class was Called “Enema & Film!—
“Cinema & Film!”
“Literature & Film!”
Here’s to Me
Hoping For The Best
P.S. Bob Dylan Has Wrecked My Life