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I don't train my dogs by single word commands; they soon learn my meaning through whole sentences, body language and such.

My Irish friend once told me that there were no crazy dogs without crazy masters.

On this day in history:

On Feb. 13, 1935, a jury in Flemington, N.J., found Bruno Richard Hauptmann guilty of first-degree murder in the kidnap-death of the son of Charles and Anne Lindbergh. (Hauptmann was later executed.)

There was a thread out there among our listening audience the subject of which was "and eye for an eye makes the whole world blind." I realize that it had, in part, to do with capital punishment. Had Hauptmann not been executed, we may have learned so many things about the reality of the Lindberg situation.

I've read articles in the past that criticised the trial. It does seem justice would have been better served to keep him alive, for the reason you have given, other than just general opposition to the death penalty itself.

Tom Sizemore. What a waste. It never ceases to astound me how people who seem to have it all just let it slip right out of their hands.

In honor of today's lineup of 31 Days of Oscar:


Fred & Ginger
The Gay Divorcee

I watched Alan Alda on television this morning. During the interview they showed clips of Alda's father. He had two successful movies and then not much else. I'm curious to learn if anybody knows more about him?

Aaah. Streetcar Named Desire. Now that was a powerful movie, wasn't it? I never tire of watching it. Brando was Stanley. He was riveting.Vivien Leigh, Kim Hunter, and Karl Malden all walked away with Oscars, but Brando lost to Bogart for African Queen. I never forgave the Academy.

And dogs. Love them. I understand exactly what Edgar is saying - body language, complete sentences, etc. My Raggedy Annie, lived a full 15 years, and understood every word I said from day one. And -- did exactly as she pleased. Fortunately, we were in agreement most of the time. I still miss her.

And now, Birthday Celeb time. On this 13 day of February:

1885 Bess Wallace Truman, first lady of the United States (Independence, MO; died 1982)
1892 Grant Wood, painter (near Anamosa, IA; died 1942)
1920 Eileen Farrell, opera singer (Willimantic, CT)
1923 Chuck Yeager, pilot who broke the sound barrier (Myra, WV)
1933 Kim Novak, actress (Chicago, IL)
1934 George Segal, actor (Great Neck, NY)
1938 Oliver Reed, actor (London, England; died 1999)
1942 Carol Lynley, actress (New York, NY)
1944 Stockard Channing, actress (New York, NY)
Jerry Springer, TV personality (London, England)
Peter Tork, actor/singer and member of the Monkees (Washington, DC)
1950 Peter Gabriel, singer/musician (London, England)

Here's to you, Grant Wood:

Edgar, I recall Robert Alda on several episodes of Mash.
Robert Alda

You know, eoe, Fred turned out to be a really fine actor aside from his song and dance routine. If I'm not mistaken, (without looking it up), he either won, or was nominated for an academy award in Neville Shute's "On the Beach." As for Tom Sizemore, I think the pressure gets to a lot of actors. Either that, or they have too much.

edgar, didn't he do the life of Gershwin? I declare, I can't remember his given name. That I will look up.

As for the Lindberg baby, there was an illusion to Anne Morrow Lindberg's sister having some hand in the kidnapping.

Oh, my Gawd, Raggedy. Grant Wood. Supposedly my art appreciation prof studied with Grant Wood. His last name was Hebert but he pronounced it e bear.. hee hee.

Back later, listeners.

Oh, I just saw your comment about Alda, Edgarblythe. I remember him in the George Gershwin Story, Rhapsody in Blue, and hearing him on the Guys and Dolls Broadway album

He was born on February 26, 1914 in New York City
and died on May 3, 1986 in Los Angeles, California, USA. (effects of a stroke)


"Handsome vaudevillian-turnedscreen-actor who debuted as composer George Gershwin in Rhapsody in Blue (1945). Alda, the son of an immigrant barber, had the potential of a classic leading man, but after only a few more prestige films (1946's Cloak and Dagger and 1947's Nora Prentiss), he was reduced to the likes of Tarzan and the Slave Girl (1950) and Two Gals and a Guy (1951). Stage work offered Alda more rewarding opportunities; he starred on Broadway in "Guys and Dolls" and "What Makes Sammy Run?" After moving to Rome in 1960, he appeared in many European coproductions, and in the 1970s and 1980s delighted fans with his guest appearances on American TV-including two on "M*A*S*H" with his son Alan Alda."

In the 80s, I think, he was on a soap for a year.

Psst. EOE. I loved The Continental scene. I wish they could doctor the music up some, though.

Gorsh, You folks are too fast for dial-up Letty.

Here's an art question:

Anyone ever heard of Noel Pittman? I just saw a reproduction of one
of his sculptures in my local newspaper. It's called "Slaves Chained Together" and is startling in its beauty and depiction. I cannot, however, ascertain the medium. It looks like some sort of metal work.

Divorcee

Do you guys pronounce it divor-say or divor-see?

Jusy wondered.

Since it's actually and correctly written as "divorcée", the actual promounciation surely starts something with "Freedom ...."

"Night and Day" is one of my favorite filmed dance sequences of all time. Fred is so suave, so mellow, so cool. Ginger so beautiful.

Hey, McTag and Walter. I say divorSAY. I had a friend who pronounced fiancee, finance. Hee Hee. Maybe she wasn't so wrong after all.

Wow! listeners. This entire conversation reminds me of that country tune by Tammy Wynette:







TAMMY WYNETTE LYRICS


D-I-V-O-R-C-E
(Bobby Braddock/Curley Putman)

Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man
So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand
Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E
But the words we're hiding from him now
Tear the heart right out of me.

Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away
I love you both and it will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E.

Watch him smile, he thinks it Christmas
Or his 5th Birthday
And he thinks C-U-S-O-T-D-Y spells fun or play
I spell out all the hurtin' words
And turn my head when I speak
'Cause I can't spell away this hurt
That's drippin' down my cheek.

Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away
I love you both and it will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E.

Possibly one of the worst country songs that I ever heard.

and while eoe and Raggedy sing Night and Day, Letty will take a brief respite, but don't go way, now.

No country stuff for me this this evening. I want:

Beautiful music
Dangerous rhythm

It's something daring, the ContinentalA way of dancing that's really ultra-new
It's very subtle, the Continental
Because it does what you want it to do

It has a passion, the Continental
An invitation to moonlight and romance
It's quite the fashion, the Continental
Because you tell of your love while you dance

You kiss while you're dancing
It's continental, ooh, it's continental
You sing while you're dancing
Your voice is gentle and so sentimental

You'll know before the dance is through
That you're in love with her and she's in love with you
You'll find while you're dancin'
That there's a rhythm in your heart and soul
A certain rhythm that you can't control
And you will do the Continental all the time

You'll find while you're dancin'
That there's a rhythm in your heart and soul
A certain rhythm that you can't control
And you will do the Continental all the time

Beautiful music
Dangerous rhythm

The Continental!

Back to Streetcar for just a moment. Everybody focuses on Brando, and he deserves every bit of praise, but Vivien Leigh was marvelous also. Okay, back to the present.

Just dropped in to tell you folks she's Raggedy but she's right.<smile>

Ah, yes, I do remember The Continental, and I hate to rain on the ballroom, but I was watching ABC news tonight and thought about The Pride of the Yankees:

http://www.detnews.com/2005/health/0502/10/health-80298.htm

And we think we have troubles.

Hey, where's that Hebba. He really knows how to dance. For hebba:

One Hit Wonders Lyrics

The Romantics


What I Like About You Lyrics



Hey, uh huh huh
Hey, uh huh huh

What I like about you, you hold me tight
Tell me I'm the only one, wanna come over tonight, yeah

You're whispering in my ear
Tell me all the things that I wanna to hear, 'cause that's true
That's what I like about you

What I like about you, you really know how to dance
When you go up, down, jump around, think about true romance, yeah

You're whispering in my ear
Tell me all the things that I wanna to hear, 'cause that's true
That's what I like about you
That's what I like about you
That's what I like about you

Wahh!

Hey!

What I like about you, you keep me warm at night
Never wanna' let you go, know you make me feel alright, yeah

You're whispering in my ear
Tell me all the things that I wanna to hear, 'cause that's true
That's what I like about you
That's what I like about you
That's what I like about you
That's what I like about you (whispered)
That's what I like about you (whispered)
That's what I like about you (whispered)
That's what I like about you (whispered)

Hey, uh huh huh, hey hey hey
Hey, uh huh huh, brrr
Hey, uh huh huh, hey

Another one hit wonder song, folks

For many years I wondered, "What's a beguine?" never having the gumption to look it up in a dictionary. Finally I did and now appreciate the song even more.

When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender,
It brings back a night of tropical splendor,
It brings back a memory ever green.
I'm with you once more under the stars,
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin the beguine.
To live it again is past all endeavor,
Except when that tune clutches my heart,
And there we are, swearing to love forever,
And promising never, never to part.
What moments divine, what rapture serene,
Till clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted,
And now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted,
I know but too well what they mean;
So don't let them begin the beguine
Let the love that was once a fire remain an ember;
Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember
When they begin the beguine.
Oh yes, let them begin the beguine, make them play
Till the stars that were there before return above you,
Till you whisper to me once more,
Darling, I love you!
And we suddenly know what heaven we're in,
When they begin the beguine