That is a flat out lie. It’s also one I’ve used. *g*
Happy birthday to the late great Gracie Allen who was born on this date in 1895. She passed away after a heart attack in 1964 at age 69. While she played the zany “dumb blonde” to her husband George Burns‘ straight man, she was actually a highly intelligent comic genius. And she was the love his life. He never remarried after her death even though he lived another 32 years.
Reading: Now I’m reading another old ebook, The Daffodil Mystery by Edgar Wallace which was published in 1920. I’m sure the heroine of my 1920s murder mystery has read this book. *g*
That’s actually the excuse from yesterday but since I forgot to write a blog post yesterday….
I was working on a project yesterday for my mom. She’s been organizing all the notes and scraps of info we inherited from her sister. Aunt Lola wrote down a bunch of entertaining stuff she remembered about growing up in Arkansas in the 1930s and 1940s. Mom dealt with it the old-fashioned way. ON A TYPEWRITER. So I had to convert it to text and pretty it up because the ribbon on the typewriter is on its last legs. So to speak. *g*
Tonight on TV we have new episodes of Leverage (I hope we get a good Eliot fight scene!), Top Shot (trick shooting—should be fun!) and Poirot.
Man, it is so hot! Got in the shower and didn’t even have to use the hot water tap. The water coming out of the “cold” water tap was warm enough. Currently it’s 89 degrees outside with a heat index of 102!!! I hate summers in Arkansas. *g*
It’s also one I’ve used. *g*
So I had to convert it to text and pretty it up because the ribbon on the typewriter is on its last legs. So to speak. *g*