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We were interviewing this lady for the show the other day. She looked like Bette Davis in "Whatever Happened to Baby Jane?" Fifty pounds of make-up for each wrinkle on her face. A jet-black wig that looked like a mop that hadn't dried too well.
She sat down with her arms folded across her chest looking from side to side. Like there was an invisible tennis game or something. So me, being the official good will ambassador of the show, approach her and say hello.
She points to an actress making her entrance in a red bikini and says, "I don't like her! She called me Jack. Jack is a boy's name. And I'm a girl. My name is Jackie. Do you know that I went on "The Gong Show" three times? And I got gonged three times. I went as a comedienne. I write jokes for me and for my pet rock."
I'm still trying to figure out how the pet rock told the jokes.
She came back the next day to audition. The only thing that had changed was the color of her wig. Now it was ratty blonde. She sits down and opens up a shopping bag. She begins to take out teddy bears of various sizes and line them up in front of her.
She says, "I work better with an audience."
Then she pulls out this little pistol and sticks it in Joe's chest. Joe is this little Armenian guy who plays the Jewish Sheik. He has just had a pacemaker installed.
She says, "Give me all your money or I'll shoot."
She says this in a totally monotone voice. Merrick, who was probably high on Thai sticks, begins to laugh. José, who is sitting behind me, begins to get up.
He says, "I work in a gun shop, man, and that ain't no toy."
I'm a nervous wreck now. I'm trying to tell
Well she begins to do impersonations. She stands up, waves her right arm in the air like she's shooing away a fly and says in a deep monotone, "What a dump! I fooled you didn't I? You thought it was Bette Davis, didn't you? It's not! It's Elizabeth Taylor in "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" People have told me when I'm wearing my black hair that I look just like her."
Not even after a long camel ride filming "Cleopatra" through the
She freaks, "Your aunt? How old do you think I am?"
I'm leaning over the chairs whispering to
The idiot says forty.
She blows a gasket. "I happen to be twenty-one and you are real nasty to me. You are worse than Chuck Barris. I'm so upset I'm not even going to do the song I prepared on my ukulele."
She left in a huff and hasn't been heard from since. I found out that she's a counter waitress at the May Co. downtown. I hope they tip her well.
It's actually quite sad if you think about it. She's like the
And you think you have to deal with shell shock.
I am so relieved. They only censor your letters. I can say whatever I want. I can even breach security if I wanted to.
I went with Tostita to a fund-raising party Halloween party at the Hollywood Palladium. It was for solar energy. She went dressed as a pregnant nun because she didn't need any padding. She figured people would think it was the costume. You see, she has this huge crush on Jon Voight and she wanted to make an impression.
I went dressed in a bathrobe and slippers. I couldn't think of anything else. I called it a man who didn't have time to get dressed.
We had a great time. The Village People performed and I danced my slippers off.
Of course, Mami is now upset that I'm hanging around Jane “Hanoi Hannah” Fonda.
"I cannot believe that I left my contry to avoid communism and jour father is in the jongles fighting it and jou..."
She didn't finish. I guess she grabbed her rosary beads and went to say another novena. She has more conversations with Mary than Joseph did.
Father is convinced that there are subversive coded messages in the counts that Jane does in her aerobics classes.
I hope it's okay to mention Hanoi Jane. It won't get you in trouble, will it?
Well my dreams of TV stardom went out the door. I never made it to
But I had a taste of fame anyway. Or infamy if you want. Don took me to The Apache again and people were recognizing me from that billboard. It was very exciting. And embarrassing. Just because I'm in a shower doesn't mean I'm easy. These guys were like Pavlov's dogs. I should have been wearing a raincoat.
Don introduced me to this guy that right away I recognized from a soap opera. He was breathtaking lounging there bare-chested. He had the prettiest nipples that I had ever seen. I got so nervous that when I went to shake his hand I accidentally knocked a Piña Colada on his tanned chest. The pineapple wedge started this long descent between his perfectly shaped pecs.
I apologized profusely and quickly grabbed some cocktail napkins from a passing waiter’s tray to wipe him off. He beamed this sexy smile at me and said, “You could wipe me off another way”.
I was dumbfounded by what I thought he meant. Don had to lean over and confirm my suspicions in my ear.
Well what could I do? I couldn’t refuse the big-time television star. Let me tell you that pineapple has never tasted so good. And I have never been able to look at another Piña Colada the same way again.
But it does make me wonder...is sex all they think about? I want romance. Moonlit strolls holding hands on the sands of Zuma. Going up to the observatory and gazing at the moon. You now, like James Dean and Sal Mineo.
I know what you're going to say. That scene was never in the movie. But you have to read between the takes. It was clearly obvious to me that Sal was in love with James. And James wasn't bothered by it. Natalie was just there to oversee the whole thing and cover the relationship with society's cloak of respectability.
I did meet this great guy there. He doesn't want me to reveal his name because he just got cast in a television show. Talk about security breach. Personally I think it's silly but...I will tell you that he plays a mounted policeman.
He's a sun-drenched blue-eyed blond boy from
I said, "Wow! You want me to pull over?"
He goes, "That won't be necessary. Drive on James."
He unzipped me, straddled me and began to have sex. I didn't think that was possible. I thought I was going to crash. I had to lean over his pecs to see the road. Using his nipple as a marker for the center line.
It was incredible! I guess the fact that I had to keep at least one hand on the wheel at all times added to the stimulation.
You can imagine. If this was the ride over there...I couldn't wait to get to