For me, for Mother, and most pointedly, for Ethel Merman, who woke up dead on this morning in 1984. Friday mornings we host a small brunch in the villa's dining room for our neighbors.
Over Honey-nut Cheerios drenched in 'buie and Creme de Menthe, Cobina's cousin Doris Daze told us that no photos of the Merm's cremains exist as her ashes were "scattered on Broadway". Several people threw up, just a little tiny bit, in their mouths, at this thought. Cousin Doris also mentioned that she had recently stepped on one of Merm's knuckles while traversing across 44th St. Here, for those of you not familiar with her work, is Ethel appearing in some costume drama with the legendary Judy Garland:
Friday, February 15, 2008
It all turned to shit Twenty-four years ago today
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How on earth did I get here? What day is it?
I can't believe that Judy did that to a big star like Ethel. Well, I guess there's nothing left to do but for Ethel to go out the way she came in.
Many of you have noticed Cobina playing the role of the maid, she was briefly intimate with Mr. Zanuck
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