So, apparently we’re on the verge of another mass extinction – the last one killed off the dinosaurs. We’ve exploited the planet through hunting, fishing, and degrading wild habitats, and the planet is fighting back. Couldn’t happen to a nicer species, judging by our behaviour of late. I thought the advent of ‘promposals’ would have pushed us over the edge.
So, what project in your life has taken you the longest to complete? Has anything you’ve really wanted to do ever taken you 18 years? Most likely not, but that’s how long it took director Denny Tedesco to complete his documentary on a small group of musicians in Los Angeles who, from the late 1950’s through to the 1970’s, supplied the rhythm section (drums, bass, guitar, keyboards, percussion, saxophone) for hundreds, if not thousands of hit records.
So if I’ve got 41 new messages on Facebook, 3 books that have to be returned to the library, and the kugel will be ready at 7 p.m., how many nude photos did Jennifer Lawrence upload to the cloud? Answer: One tin soldier ran away.
I was saddened by the death of Annette Funicello back in March. Unlike most of the male members of my age, I did NOT have a crush on Annette. That honour usually fell to toothy grinned Mousekateer Cheryl Holdridge (who in 1964, became a real-life Countess when she married Woolworth heir Lance Reventlow – his father was a Danish nobleman). Sometimes friendly Darlene Gillespie became my Mousekateer crush of the day or week, depending on my mood and my hormones. Turns out, Darlene was born in Montreal and her parents were originally from Saskatchewan, but I didn’t know any of that watching our little black and white TV set then.
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Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 