Monday, March 29, 2010
Heard that Donald N. Frey, the engineer who spearheaded the design and development of the iconic muscle car of the 60s, the Mustang, died March 5 in Evanston, Ill. In thinking about the car that represented so much of what was fun about my youth, I couldn't help but think about Steve McQueen and Bullitt. As much as that car made me pant, Mr. McQueen trumped that reaction with his clear blue-eyed no-bullshit visage, but it was close. Very close. Not long ago, I watched Bullitt with Vincent, who'd not seen it before (hey, he grew up in Oz, hitting his teen years in the 70s), and both McQueen and the car were still smokin' hot. If for no other reason than its role in Bullitt, I offer my sincere gratitude to Mr. Frey, for his project made my world a little better place.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Okay, listen, I have tried hard not to like Lady Gaga. Really, really hard. But I just can't help myself, I love the eye candy she presents. So instead of filling you in on all the amazing, wonderful, impossibly perfect moments currently transpiring in my formerly dreary life, I give you...drum roll, please...LADY GAGA!