Today it's the 103rd birthday of one of my favorite pre-code actresses - the cynical, gum chewing, night club girl Joan Blondell. Happy Birthday!
We have other birthday children today, that I could honor with some photos too.
Fredric March reaches the honorable age of 112. He's very happy about it.
Tough Fred MacMurray turn 101 years, and amuses himself with a Claudette Colbert melting in his arms.
And the oldest birthday kid is Raymond Massey at 113 years of age. He celebrates with a quiet evening at home, dressed up as Abraham Lincoln. (You can't blame him for becoming a little senile at this age, can you?)
According to the real Abraham Lincoln's son, Robert Todd Lincoln (1843-1926), Massey's speaking voice had a strong resemblance to his father's. That might be the reason for Massay getting the part of dear old Abraham in Abe Lincoln in Illinois (1940).
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Sunday, August 30, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Male Cheesecake #1
Robert Mitchum with his shirt popped off, hairy and in color. Could it be better?
I've caught a cold - again. Every time there is some tiny little change in the wheather, I get a cold. I know, everyone feels sorry for me. That's because I'm suffering. Big time.
But there is a cure! Oh yes, there is a cure. Even if the effect maybe isn't too consistent. The cure spells M-A-L-E C-H-E-E-S-E-C-A-K-E.
Go fetch your drooling bucket, and have fun! Even if you don't have a cold. Like me.
Clint Eastwood looks determinated.
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