Monday, April 29, 2019

Dog Sitting & Movies

It's almost noon and while I've been up since 7, I'm already feeling kinda tired and like I need a nap. It's an age thing.  Last Friday when Mary dropped off Poppy so she could bond with Gramma, Jenni was here visiting too. I remarked at some point (I think because I couldn't remember something) that I was sorry for my lapse in memory these days. Jenni (always the one with a quick retort) said: We don't worry about that Mom; we're just looking forward to when you lose your hearing.  Meaning they'll be able to talk more openly in front of me ABOUT ME.  ha ha

Poppy is 5 months old and still a puppy so it wasn't a piece of cake keeping up with her this weekend. It did give me some good photos to share, however. And man oh man, was she excited to see Mary on Sunday afternoon.  I wish I had had my camera handy when she first saw her as it was priceless. I did get about 30 seconds after Mary came in to play with her on the floor but the initial greeting on the deck was a delight to watch.

At one point, Jake ran through the screen on the sliding glass door. Hit it pretty hard too. Andy had a lot of trouble taking the door off and we figured it would have to be replaced. I took it to the hardware store this morning and the guy measured it for me, took my name and number (just in case) and sold me the supplies needed to rescreen. He felt the damage could be fixed with a few grips of a pair of pliers so I'm going to see if Wayne will help be rescreen when he's available. I sure hope we can go that route as screen doors (like everything these days) are not cheap.

I rented Green Book last night as Amazon Prime was offering it to stream for $2.99.  Good flick. I'm glad it won. It deserved it.  The night before I watched a 1934 black and white called Our Daily Bread. Also on Amazon but it was free.  It was corny as hell since it was made during the depression but interesting at the same time. 
 I looked up one of the actresses on IMDB and part of her bio said:

Barbara Pepper's signature roles were as worldly "dames" during the Hollywood's 1930s and 1940s Golden Era, fitting snugly alongside other flashy broads of that period such as  Joan Blondell  Barbara patented her own unique, hard-boiled style, however, and should have gone further than she did. Most people who remember this fine character actress today as Doris Ziffel, the shrill, slovenly barnyard neighbor of Eddie Albert and Eva Gabor on TV's highly popular  Green Acres (1965) series, will find it almost impossible to visualize the hefty, porcine-like actress from that sitcom as a blue-eyed, platinum-blonde knockout and former Ziegfeld/Goldwyn Girl way back when.

After Bea Benaderet (from Pettycoat Junction, who was working on the George Burns show at the time) proved unavailable, Barbara was seriously considered for the part of "Ethel Mertz" on her friend Lucille Ball's classic sitcom I Love Lucy (1951), two years after Barbara's husband was killed. However, by this time the depressed Barbara had developed a chronic alcohol problem. With William Frawley--whose fondness for the bottle was legendary--already cast as "Fred Mertz", executive producer Desi Arnaz felt he couldn't take the chance of having two problem drinkers in pivotal roles on the same show. Vivian Vance, of course, eventually got the part.
Here are two photos of Barbara in her younger days and later on.


I recently finished watching 6 seasons of  The Sopranos. One of my favorites on there was Steven Van Zandt who played Tony's right hand man, Silvio.
Steven is close friends with Bruce Springstein and has played in the E Street Band for years. The woman who played his wife on The Sopranos is his real life wife and when they married, Percy Sledge sang his song "When a man loves a woman."  Steven talked about the day on the set when everyone was in a bad mood.  Vinny Pastore who played Big Pussy was scheduled to be knocked off and the whole crew was upset as he was very popular. Vinny had a club in New York for many  years and got into acting when Matt Dillon encouraged him to.
Well, that's about all I have today. Tomorrow marks the 10th anniversary of my dad's death. Hard to believe it's been that long.

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