|That dog has an incredibly high ass if you ask me.|
Spring is around the corner and its time to get the spring furs ready for those few weeks when it's cool, but not cold. So Autumn Haze comes back out and the others go into storage.
In other news, my big handsome husband has a problem, and I can't pussyfoot around it any longer. So let me be frank:
Frank: My husband is a sucker for terrible movies. Gawd he loves them. The more corny, the better.
No, not the camp type of terrible, I mean the real stinkers. This afternoon he almost got hooked in the 1956 stinker that sank RKO, "The First Traveling Saleslady." TFTS was the lead production for RKO but it bombed at the box office so bad that students in grade schools did a duck and cover. It's failure set into motion Lucille Ball and Desi Arnez' purchase of the RKO lot for Desilu Productions.
If the title doesn't already tell you that something is forced, trust me, the whole thing is a giant clinker. Poor Ginger Rogers. This was her Trog. And the BIG reveal is that it's Carol Channing's first movie. And there is a song about "corsets". Need I say more?
Well, the hubby comes home early, plops his butt on the sofa, and starts watching it!
I turned it off and he walked the dogs. Then the sneak got back on the sofa and switched it back on. So I told him his hair needs cut, and off he went.
He just called and asked if we need anything from the store. Quickly, I shall slink down the stairs and pull the Comcast cord.
If nothing else, I am a stinker.