Prince Charles Loves His New Football Jersey
Prince Charles visits Burnley Football Club on 5 February 2009This photo of Prince Charles just cracks me up, for some reason. You have to love the guy.
Prince Charles visits Burnley Football Club on 5 February 2009This photo of Prince Charles just cracks me up, for some reason. You have to love the guy.
“This is the second fan letter of my long career.”So begins a great little 1948 missive from artist Norman Rockwell to illustrator Al Parker — now found on the fabulous site Letters of Note.
Writer and performance artist William S. Burroughs was born on this day in 1914. One of the 20th century’s Counter Culture Heavyweights, he wrote Naked Lunch and shot heroin (and his wife). He lived to the ripe old age of 83. In honor of his birthday, here are a pair of video clips:William S. Burroughs Likes Weapons:
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Patricia Highsmith, the creepy and sophisticated author of The Talented Mr. Ripley, died 15 years ago today.(Aside: When did 1995 get to be 15 years ago?)
(More photos of Katie Couric)
Yep, that’s 2010 Oscar-nominee Morgan Freeman as rhyming ‘n’ dancing “Easy Reader” on the old educational TV show The Electric Company. His song and dance partner there is Oscar/Tony/Emmy/Grammy winner …..
Lyndon Johnson “gave up alcohol and drank tea, Tab and Fresca” after he became president in 1963, as we note in our profile. We didn’t know until now that he used Fresca as a weapon, too.
Recent publications of images from Mars have kicked new energy into the once-vibrant Science Division of Who2.From HiRISE (that’s High Resolution Imaging Science Experiment, from the University of Arizona), we analyzed this image:
Yes, it’s the anniversary of the plane crash in 1959 that killed early rock and roll star Buddy Holly, as well as Ritchie Valens and J.P. “Big Bopper” Richardson.Buddy Holly is known for the songs “That’ll Be The Day” and “Peggy Sue.”Ritchie Valens had a big hit with “La Bamba.”
Good grief, not again.Meryl Streep
Cartoonist Bill Watterson, the creator of the beloved Calvin and Hobbes comic strip, has given his first interview in many years to the Cleveland Plain Dealer.
It’s over. Punxsutawney Phil emerged from his den this morning and, in a rock-star ritual enhanced with texting, predicted six more weeks of winter.
“Groundhog Day is a lot like a rock concert but the people are better behaved and there’s a groundhog involved.” So says Tom Chapin, editor of the Punxsutawney Spirit newspaper, …..
Author J.D. Salinger was not a recluse, as so many have said (cough). Or so claim his New Hampshire neighbors:He would, until recent years, vote in elections and attend town meetings at the Cornish Elementary School, and he went to the Plainfield General Store each day before it closed. He was often spotted at the Price Chopper supermarket in Windsor, separated from Cornish by a covered bridge and the now ice-jammed river, and he ate lunch alone at the Windsor Diner. Mr.
The news of the arrest of 78 year-old actor Rip Torn — crashed out in a Connecticut bank with a weapon — gives us a chance to review this classic little bit from 1968.Beware the foul language, moms and dads, as Rip Torn and author Norman Mailer get into a nutty macho brawl, in a precursor to today’s “reality TV.”
San Francisco author Richard Brautigan, dead lo these many years, would still only be 75 today.He was born, like Sonny Bono and the Dalai Lama, in 1935. Brautigan’s biggest book was Trout Fishing in America, published in 1967.
What will Conan O’Brien do next? Maybe team up with former Secretary of Labor Robert Reich for a detective drama. They did the pilot already on Conan’s old show.
The above ad is from RareLibrary.com. It’s probably true that any first edition of Catcher in the Rye is likely to have the swear words underlined, so it’s understandable that a book that’s been scribbled in can still be considered to be in very good condition.
Last year we noted that author J.D. Salinger was 90 and deaf. Now, alas, he’s 91 and dead. Salinger passed away of natural causes, according to his son, at his remote compound in Cornish, New Hampshire.