A Fanclub of One

Of interest to very few other than myself, today on TCM I caught Bomba on Panther Island. It’s the second movie in the “Bomba the Jungle Boy” series and it features my very first childhood crush, Allene Roberts.

Allene’s dress that’s seen early in the movie seemed familiar.

Yep, just as I thought. It’s the same dress that Allene wore later in “The Haunted Lighthouse”, the first of her three appearances in The Adventures of Superman.

They weren’t kidding about “Poverty Row,” the term that was coined in the movie business for the ultra-low budget studios! Maybe it was one of the dresses Allene’s seamstress mother made for her.

Allene goes swimming with Johnny Sheffield, who before playing Bomba the Jungle Boy was simply “Boy” in the Weissmuller Tarzan series. Allene bears something of a resemblance here to Maureen O’Sullivan, who was Sheffield’s mother Jane in the Tarzan movies.

Speaking of Allene, eBay currently has a couple of unique items. I had a tough time deciding which one to bid on.

Norman Rockwell’s Vision of My Future

In 1965/66, Norman Rockwell envisioned the girlfriend I would have ten years later, right down to the drawing pad and jeans with boots. Except for her height. Marion was almost 5’10” tall. Few girls could pull off this classic “gorgeous college art student” look so beautifully.

Picasso vs. Sargent, by Norman Rockwell, 1966

As with other Rockwell paintings, Picasso vs. Sargent has a humorous idea behind it, like a single-panel gag cartoon. Here is a critique by someone who has put a lot more thought into the painting’s gag than I have.

https://massmedievalist.substack.com/p/the-massachusetts-medievalist-on-23d

Trouble in Blogland

It was exactly three years ago that I finally whacked down the technical moles that were crippling my WordPress installation. In the aftermath of my struggles, I was left with some residual problems on older posts that I occasionally fix on an as-needed basis.

Now there’s a different sort of WordPress trouble. WordPress founder Matt Mullenweg isn’t happy with WP Engine, a large hosting service that caters to business customers, rather than hobby bloggers like myself.

WP Engine is not WordPress

His complaint is that WP Engine, which is owned by a private equity firm, takes advantage of the free resources available from WordPress.org, without contributing very much of anything in return. This goes against the idea of being an Open Source software participant.

Mullenweg cut off WP Engine’s access to WordPress.org, and WP Engine sued in response. A judge has decided that Mullenweg must restore full access to WP Engine.

https://www.techradar.com/pro/court-orders-wordpress-parent-company-to-stop-blocking-wp-engine-access

Mullenweg’s hosting service is WordPress.com, so I can understand why he isn’t pleased with a competitor that wants the freebies without playing by the rules. I am neither on WP Engine nor WordPress.com. I’m on the third leading service specializing in WordPress, which is also owned by a private equity firm. Here’s hoping all is well between the respective parties.

Follow-up: It’s getting extra nasty!

“It’s hard to imagine wanting to continue to working on WordPress after this.” – Matt Mullenweg

https://www.404media.co/wordpress-wp-engine-preliminary-injunction/

A Bonded Memory

I refer you back to this post from August, 2020.

It’s a Walt World, After All

I saw the James Bond Aston Martin DB5 at the (now-defunct) Caldor flagship store in Norwalk, CT. The car had previously been on display at the 1964-65 New York World’s Fair, where this picture was taken.

I watched the demonstration of the car’s secret agent tricks as many times as my father would let me. I was so taken with the DB5 I talked my father into going back for another viewing.

December 7, 1941, 1979, 1999

Three anniversaries today. 1941 you know about. 1979 one of you remembers. 1999 was the day when the retina in my left eye spontaneously detached, beginning one of the most difficult periods of my life.

Twenty-five years! Just like Pa Kent, it don’t hardly seem that long. Uh, oh. Looks like Pa had the afib real bad!

Wait. What 25th anniversary did the neighbors think the Kents were celebrating? Pulling baby Clark out of a burning rocket from outer space?