Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Cinema Treasures

Cinema Treasures

Miss Rheingold

I remember going to the deli on Dutch Broadway and stuffing that box with ballots for my favorite. There was also a great commercial showing the contestants jumping off a merry-go-round. It was on every night at 7 PM on channel 5.

Lustre-Creme Shampoo

I can still smell the delicious fresh fragrance.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Where did you go today?

Maira Kalman: Various Illuminations (of a Crazy World)

Maira Kalman Gallery

Who Do You Think You Are?

Ruby Lazarus, waiting to testify during the Grand Jury gambling investigation.

Photo by Frank Scherschel, Time Life Pictures: Getty Images

I always knew that Ruby Lazarus was my father's first cousin. My grandmother was the sister of Ruby's father.

Ruby Lazarus

more about Ruby Lazarus

Friday, March 25, 2011

today at Milk Gallery

Bob Willoughby, The Rat Pack at the Milk Gallery, NYC

I loved this exhibit. How great were the 60s and the days of the Rat Pack?
Listen to this! Fly Me to the Moon

an idea

Writers should hire ghostwriters to write their queries. Agents should consider it as a way of generating some excellent extra income. It could be a conflict of interest, but it might be OK as long as the query then is sent to other agencies. The agent who wrote the query would lose the deal, but s/he would receive queries written by other agents on behalf of other authors, so it balances out.

Look, in this economy is is an option to consider.
I would pay top dollar. Maybe others would as well. ™

Monday, March 21, 2011

Like this makes any sense?

SlushPile Hell's latest attempt at humor:

The query:
"Dear Agent: You don’t shy away from gross stuff. You don’t seem to be squeamish. Perhaps you’d find a historical novel about cannibals to be of interest."

Agent's comeback:
"Mom, you’ve already made it clear you don’t approve of my wife’s cooking. No need to be insulting."

Too bad it makes absolutely no sense.

If it was an historical novel, it would be funnier if this fool who is an agent said: "Mom, the day after grandpa disappeared and we all had dinner at grandma's, we did all think the stew had a funny after taste!!"

Fool, you have to tie in the "historical" reference and make it FUNNY!!!!!

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

and more photos from 1976

Thank-you, Freddie, for taking me, a total "Charlotte Vale," and with the magic of your outstanding photographic work, giving me the "full Ivana" and making me feel so beautiful.

1976, it was a very good year!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011


Hello Electric Boogaloo. What are you doing over here? Get back to EB and continue discussing me and my crazy toches! I demand full attention. The same goes for you, Breakfast Club! I do so appreciate my haters, er, fan clubs.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Today: Pompeii, The Exhibit

Pompeii, The Exhibit

A Review, NY Times

And what an incredible exhibit it is!

This was the only part of the exhibit where the taking of photos was allowed. Unfortunately, one bright light ruined the photo from no matter where I stood.

Before I entered the exhibit I saw a few great photo ops. This is Bowlmor Lanes, and behind that is Discovery and you can even see Sardis and a few theaters.

And this is the great Schubert Alley.

SlushPile Hell: The Latest

Now he gives us stale and stock humor!

The query: "My writing coach told me that my novel is not yet ready to send to agents and needs more work. Could you read the attached sample chapters and tell me if you think she’s right?"

SPH's comeback: "I’d love to, but I’m terribly busy right now hitting myself in the head with a hammer."

Wow! That's original. And so snarky! BRB. Calling "Last Comic Standing" to set this literary agent up with an audition.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

By the way...

Where is that idiotic anonymous commenting weak minded Loser who is fixated and obsessed with my blogs? I will open comments to get the pathetic jerk to bite.

Friday, March 11, 2011

On this Road: Eureka Street

from "On the Road:"
As for me, I was scheduled to be a guest at the opera that afternoon, escorting Babe on my arm...
The opera was Fidelio. "What gloom!" cried the baritone, rising out of the dungeon under a groaning stone. I cried for it. That's how I see life too...
"Well, Sal, how did you like the production for this year?" asked Denver D. Doll proudly in the street outside. He was connected with the opera association.
"What gloom, what gloom," I said. "It's absolutely great."

And this is the Central City Opera, in Central City, Colorado, where Jack Kerouac saw Fidelio on that summer night in 1947.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

The Benefits of Summer School

In June 1963, I received a grade of 58 on a Spanish Regents Exam. My mother was not happy that I failed the test and she insisted I go to summer school. In August 1963, I took the Spanish Regents Exam again. On the re-test, I received a 41. I did not benefit from summer school.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

My street, a movie set... again!

Today, my block became the set for the TV show, 'Damages."

I stepped out of my building and saw the familiar movie trailers with the doors labeled the usual "Lucy" and "Desi."

The street was cluttered with equipment.

The extras milled around and talked to passersby as the crew set up the shot.

These extras patiently waited for "Action."

Finally, the cameras rolled and Glenn Close exited the building and pushed a child in a carriage down the street.

And as I exited the "set," I passed what was left on the Craft table.

Thursday, March 3, 2011