I just added this movie to my Netflix queue.
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It’s a sequel to ‘Doctor X’, which is a movie I’ve featured previously at this link and here too.
The unnamed victim in this news item was the son of my friend Morris.
Friday, March 19, 2010 at 8:59 p.m.
SAN DIEGO — A motorcyclist died after being hit by two vehicles Friday afternoon, and one driver was arrested on suspicion of vehicular manslaughter and driving under the influence of a controlled substance, police said.
The 36-year-old victim was driving the motorcycle south on Florida Drive shortly after 1 p.m. when a man driving a 2005 Volvo sedan eastbound on Zoo Place attempted to make a left turn onto Florida.
The Volvo struck the motorcyclist, and the man fell to the ground. He was then hit by another vehicle going south on Florida, said San Diego police Sgt. Ray Battrick.
Both drivers stopped and the driver of the Volvo was arrested, Battrick said.
The victim, whose name was not yet released, died at the scene.
My list of all-time great singles includes ‘The Letter’, by the Box Tops.
Alex Chilton was supposed to be at the South by Southwest show this weekend, but he died on Wednesday.
This clever bit of writing, in favor of reading, reminds me that for a long time I tried, but failed, to come up with a joke about Sarah Palindrome.
The year: 1967
The place: London
Two girlfriends from the boring north arrive in Swinging London, determined to find success and have a smashing time. This screwball comedy stars Rita Tushingham, who didn’t become well known in America, and Lynn Redgrave, who did.
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Thanks, Lía Pamina, for pointing out this quintessentially British 60’s arty-fact that I’d never heard of.
We had some rain in eastern Massachusetts last weekend. OK, it was a lot of rain. On top of ground that was already saturated. I’m glad now that the leak around the water pipe happened a couple of weeks before, because the repair I made with Loctite epoxy putty worked perfectly, and Sumpy did his job, so we’re OK.
Dennis, sorry to say, didn’t fare as well at his house. He is living every collector’s nightmare. Fortunately, no valuable comic books were lost. If it had been me, an inch of the water would have come from my tears.
“My collectibles, books, records, etc., that aren’t salvageable are probably a total loss. Just the Whitburn books are over a thousand or more — the Bruce Spizer Beatles Book — that’s just the tip of the iceberg. I am saving stuff as best as I can that has sentimental value. It’s ruined as a collectible, but it means something to me.”