Thursday, April 23, 2015
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
Sunday, April 19, 2015
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
It occurred to me that I've been remiss of late in my occasional mission to bring to a wider audience the splendors of Arab pop; the little gem above should take care of that for a while, with a new twist...
Saturday, April 4, 2015
Having now perused several galleries of vintage stills for this weekend's holiday (including this very special one from which the treasure above is culled), I can tell you one thing:
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Monday, March 30, 2015
So I'm still, mostly, stuck at home, and with the time not spent entertaining Rick the Physical Therapist, exercising to "Pee-Wee's Playhouse" (my current routine being conveniently the length of one episode), or catching up on old movies and new TV, I'm spending far too much time on the Interwebs. It's got me thinking.
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Sometimes the depth of what I don't know really startles me. How, for example, could I never have heard of Folies Bergère de Paris, a nifty little confection from 1935 that ends with this remarkable number?
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
For no particularly good reason other than I must be on the mend, as eye candy is once again appealing, Mr. Elliott Gould, once upon a time. I don't know about you, but I'm intrigued; say what you will, Babs has good taste in more than just music...
Monday, March 23, 2015
Friday, March 20, 2015
I'm just going to let dear Miss Durbin (looking uncharacteristically sultry - she is rocking that Vera West gown) sing us into the new season. Which started, this morning, with snow. Bother.
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
Bonus points to the clever Gentle Readers who know for
what poem this charming illo was originally intended...
So it seems I'm getting better. I won't say it's all been roses, but from the beginning one is told over and over again that every day brings a little improvement, and on the whole that's proving true. The mental and physical fog that follows the sort of things I've been through is lifting, and my convalescence, as of this week, is heading in new directions.
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
Monday, February 2, 2015
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Perhaps it's just that I'm getting a little stir-crazy in this five-star gilded prison, but today I'm feeling literary. Fortunately, there are not one but two significant moments of which to take note, and they have a certain unlikely symmetry.
Monday, January 26, 2015
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
“I looked in on Chips in London and found the Duchess of Kent, her sister Countess Toren, the reigning Prince and Princess of Liechtenstein, the Ranee of Kapurthala and the King of Egypt’s sister. It was like a stamp album."
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Monday, January 19, 2015
Well, I got here. It took more than 30 hours, two flights, a bus ride across the vast and featureless expanse of Tokyo expressways that connect one airport, Narita, with another, Haneda, and finally a mad scramble through earliest-morning traffic here in Bangkok, but at length I arrived.