Every once in a while, I’ve been known to go off on a tangent. Something obscure will pique my interest, and, for whatever reason, I find that I’m not able to let it go. (Does anyone remember my interest in the large school bell that was rung by the 19 year old Orson Welles in […]
Tag Archives: 1932
Digging though the Hollywood archives: Ted Healy’s drawing of Wallace Beery, and Wallace Beery’s murder of Ted Healy
Posted in Art and Culture, Mark's Life, Uncategorized | Also tagged 1937, Albert Broccoli, anxiety, cross-dressing, Dinner at Eight, drag, Good Old Soak, Grand Hotel, Grauman's Chinese Theatre, Greta Garbo, Hollywood, Jackie Cooper, James Bond, John Barrymore, Lionel Barrymore, Louie B. Mayer, MGM, murder mystery, Orson Welles, Oscars, Pat DiCicco, Phyllis Ann Beery, silent films, social anxiety disorder, Sweedie The Swedish Maid, Ted Healy, The Champ, The Hearts of Age, Thelma Todd, Three Stooges, Trocadero, unresolved mystery, vaudeville, Wallace Beery, Will Rogers | 33 Comments
In a Plain Martha Wrapper
Linette and I went to Borders yesterday. The plan was to stop in and buy a guidebook for Italy (where we dream of going, when we can afford it) and then to head over to Starbucks for a coffee (which we like to drink when we can afford it). When we first walked in to […]
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