Showing posts with label Clark Gable. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clark Gable. Show all posts

2007-09-30

The Things You Leave For Me 2 See


I love the messages you leave

for me to see after you go

And I appreciate the special ways

You tell me you love me so


I see the cover of Gone With the Wind

we left by the TV

I see the mess we made of my bed

dancin' to Singin' in the Rain




But I see something else that one of you left

and I know it wasn't left by me

Don't try and blame Gene Kelly

or tell me it was Clark Gable


Just how in the world did one you leave jelly

underneath and smack dab in the middle of the dining room glass table????

2007-06-21

Being a Man

I love this guy. He's more than just the macho man in, oh my gosh.......can't remember the name of the movie.......it's so famous............with Vivien Leigh as Scarlett.........that famous quote.....

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a..........GONE WITH THE WIND! (1939)

Can't believe I couldn't remember. Anyway, look. If you watch him in his other films, like the one I just did, San Francisco (1936), he is a class act.

I just feel so comfortable around him, and I wish I had known him. Him,




James Dean,


Montgomery Clift,





Frank Sinatra,





Sidney Poitier,

Gregory Peck






and Gary Cooper.




And Gene Kelly. Man, that guy could dance. And I like to dance.

Maybe being a man is being strong; strong in who you are, strong in handling the responsibilities you've created in your life (i.e. children), and unafraid to really live, the way you are, the way you could be, the pursuit of your loftiest dreams, and the realization of your highest self.

2007-06-15

According to Grandma

I'm too young to drink coffee. She's proud of the man I've become, but can't help sometimes still seeing me as her little grandson, and wondering why a child is drinking coffee.

The time to have a garage sale is when you can't remember what's in those boxes in the garage. If you can't remember what you have you won't miss it anyway.

I remember my younger brother using this as to why he should be able to keep my cool t-shirts when I was a senior in high school and he was just a puny 7th-grader. He said if it took me two weeks to realize he had taken them, it meant I didn't realize miss them.

Yeah, I know that kinda looks like Brad Pitt, but I swear I looked just like him in high school. I don't know what happened....

Dustin, I don't care if your wife is the reigning Mrs. North Carolina, I want them back. I miss them and they'll make my muscles look big, almost as I was wearing my little brother's shirts.........

Ooops, I guess they're yours now.

I shouldn't stop Sofia from soliciting my neighbors to come in and eat at "her restaurant".

Grandma thinks it's cute. I tried to argue that my five-year-old entrepreneur is only charging a penny per item.

According to Grandma, money comes and goes. Children grow up and go. Let her have her restaurant.

Yes ma'am.


Sleeping when it's raining is the best. It's wonderful to fall asleep to, wake up during, and roll over and go back to sleep. I agree. I've been doing a lot of that this week.

While we're talking "It Happened One Night" (1934) is on TCM. According to Grandma, Claudette Colbert was a pretty girl and a good actress. Clark Gable, however, was and still is, quote-unquote, "Fabulous"!

Grandma!!

Neither of us care too much for Orson Wells as an actor (also in "It Happened One Night"). He was much better as a director, although Grandma likes movies with happy endings...

Don't we all Grandma, don't we all.