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When Glenn suffers, we all do.
Ramblings while on a slow suburban death.
Month: July 2014
(Cannes, France)
There is a little mom and pop restaurant around the corner from the tiny Touring Hotel where our little dinner party would meet most every evening during the Cannes Film Festival.
The prodigal basketball son of Ohio has returned to the Cleveland Cavaliers, inspiring this Friday’s song from the Ohio Players.
In honor of my sister’s birthday, today’s monster great is really a character-turned-creepy Sssssnake-man from the film “Sssssss”.
There was a brief time in my childhood when my father and I rooted for the Oakland A’s. He spent most of my life cheering against any team that I loved, but we were united in our respect for the boys in green and yellow.
Patriotic Funkadelic music is the rage in the US today, when we commemorate our independence from the folks overseas.
I saw the photos of bodies swinging from trees, heard the stories of black men dragged through the streets while tied to a truck and knew of that sentiment that insisted the “South will rise again,” a statement that conjures up images of plantations and old Negro gospels sung while picking cotton.
Christopher Lee will always be my favorite Dracula. I have watched the entire Hammer Film library of Dracula movies, including the ones without Lee.