Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Holy shit it is Liza's birthday!!!!


Sheilah Graham guided Mr. Fitzgerald out of our villa this morning after an all night (and 7 cases of buie and cdm lighter) game of charades. She thinks the above is Liza Minnelli's seminal ('nother quarter in your "can", Loretta Young) work. Me, I think this is it:another one of those things in which your kid is gay should he show any interest in this.

2 comments:

Irene Allen, Syndicated Columnist said...

Damnit, Clifton, I knew I was supposed to send a card to someone. Thank you for reminding me...and PLEASE forgive me, Liza, I was distracted.

I just put on a big pot of Chasen Sanborn and have vowed to finish my "Open Letter to Fay Spain" for this months Radio / TV Mirror. The distractions have been endless. First, Diptheria (my maid who is just like family) had to take the day off because her boyfriend, Porkchop was called to jury duty. Clifton, I don't know how he will manage. He makes Steppin Fetchit look like a Cambridge graduate. Secondly, Barbie Pepper had me on the phone for over an hour. Is it my fault that the pig gets more laughs than she does? I think not.

Kisses and cheers! See you in the papers! - Irene

Anonymous said...

1964 Liza and Judy
why does Judy ram the mic up into Liza's face repeatedly. Did she find her daughter's habits presumptious?
was Judy just bitterly competitive? or was afraid the mic was not picking up her voice?

the best part is when Judy tells Liza to dance her pre-Fosse beatnik gogo moves and enjoys the dance break.