Getting Punchy With Ponch
Thursday, July 21st, 2011
No particular reason, but I didn’t envision Erik Estrada being as nice of a guy as he was. When I first approached his table at the Hollywood Show on Saturday, April 2, 2011, he was away chatting with someone else. I sighed, wondering how long I would have to wait. Out of nowhere, Erik Estrada came rushing back to the table toward me, not to arrest me, but to give me a giant hug. Hmmm… he never did that to the criminals on the semi-classic 70’s TV cop show CHiPs. Read the rest of this entry »
Tommy Morrison should have a book written about his life. I don’t know if I’d read it, but it should probably be written. His nickname in the boxing ring is The Duke. And even this aspect of his life isn’t without controversy. The name comes from the disputed claims that he is the grandnephew of cowboy star John Wayne. I haven’t researched it so I couldn’t say. Then there’s the HIV issue. Morrison, who has an impressive record as a heavyweight boxer with 49 wins, 3 losses, was suspended from boxing when it was revealed that he tested positive for HIV. Whereas, some dispute his connection to John Wayne, Morrison disputes that he has HIV.
I’ve added another item to my list of pre-death accomplishments that I’d like to achieve. Having grown up with the periodic screenings and then a VHS recording of The Sound of Music, I’ve always had the hope of meeting all of the Von Trapp children at some time or other. While we’re at it, I wouldn’t snub Julie Andrews and Christopher Plummer if I ran into either of them either. If you have any doubt about the sincerity of my love for the film, just check out
Not trying to be too punny, but the sound of the wake up the morning of Saturday, June 11, 2011, was rather alarming. As such, it was alarming in its own right that Dean and I had self-inflicted this punishment at 4:30 in the morning – all in the name of driving into town and lining up to get tickets that would enable us to meet the three major celebrities of the 2011 annual Superman Celebration in Metropolis, Illinois. But since we had, we went ahead and followed through with it. Ugh.
I’ll admit it. I watched Cagney and Lacey at some point during its seven-year run throughout the 1980’s. It was a female cop show that tried not to exploit the fact that the cops were women, barring of course the telefilms known as The Menopause Years. Tyne Daly played one of the female police officers. Let’s just be nice and say she was the ‘less glamorous’ one. She was the tough, gritty brunette who had the bulk of the street smarts. I can never remember which was Cagney and which was Lacey. But she was one of them.