It was on this day minus a few days give or take one or two years ago that Will Ferrell did his best to ensure there ever being a hard-SF version of The Land of the Lost. It would be easier and more profitable to rip off the concept of LotL and package it as something new and original than use the Krofft characters ever again. Die in a gutter, Will!
Do the Sleestak!
Hayley Mills, sister Juliet and parents John and Mary at poolside.
From Cosmopolitan (December 1962).
For the first time since I posted about the subject several years ago the search term “Supergirl Tentacle Porn” has dropped way down on the list of what brings people to the site. The new number one phrase that directs visitors to Lady, That’s My Skull is “Hayley Mills”*!
Specifically, they are landing on the Introducing: Hayley Mills entry featuring young Hayley as an infant in an uncredited screen debut!
Goodbye pervos, hello legitimacy!
Oh, and Snerls are cool.
* And thankfully not “Hayley Mills N**de”, either.
If your pet snake gets too big for the terrarium why don’t you just set it free, jerk? Dropping it off in a sealed cheese ball jar behind a strip mall on a hot pavement in the sun to bake to death is not right.
Were you thinking someone would find it and adopt it? It’s a snake, jerk, and had to be over four feet long. Maybe you thought setting it free would hard on the mouses and birds in the area. If that is how your brain works there is something wrong with your wiring. Take responsibility for what you do.
After calling Animal Control and describing the snake they advised me it wasn’t harmful to people or pets and to set it free. I let it go in a hilly area full of trees near the mall. Couldn’t tell you if the shock of being set free from a steaming death trap into a cooler environment will kill it or not but at least it has a chance now. I released the snake in stages, though. Moved the jar to the shade so it would cool down a bit closer to the outside temperature before getting set free. Did I mention you are a jerk?
I wish RFID chips were common enough to be implanted in that cheese ball container so the proper authorities could track you down by your purchases and you could get the sound thrashing you deserve.
Found in San Diego off Governor Drive, 6-5-11.
Shortly after the opening credits to the 1965 Disney Films incredi-opus That Darn Cat starring Hayley Mills a bank of newspaper vending machines are shown curbside to a street. The troublesome feline, DC, on a nightly prowl of the town is schmoozing one of the antagonists of the film for food. DC follows the villain which eventually leads the cat into a kidnapper’s den and kick-starts the adventure of a meddlesome kid and her pet.
While the vending stands vary slightly in design the common elements of the machines is that the newspapers are not secured and simply rest in an open rack. A slot cut into a box or tube is provided so a customer can insert a coin and then take a paper. My memories of 1965 are a bit hazy from the distance of years but one thing I do recall is that the hippies were everywhere stealing anything not nailed down or bartering for food by spewing plagiarized poetry as they cleaned out a fruit-stand.
Like today, I can’t imagine that the honor system of paying for your goods resulted in anything but serious financial losses on the part of the vendor. In my world within a half an hour those racks would be empty and a gum wrapper would be shoved into the money slot. But on Main Street, USA the narcissistic villain being stalked by DC in the movie actually pays for each paper headlining the crime he perpetrated. I guess bank robbery and kidnapping can be a plot point in a Disney film but the studio was reluctant to show an actual crime in progress, no matter how petty. Either that or the villain was playing it cool and behaving so as not to draw attention to himself.
In the film the full vending stand attests that for the most part the unattended machines appear to be successful in practice. But would that honor system work anywhere but in the idealized Disneyverse? For the answer, let’s ask Hayley Mills. She knows everything!
That’s right, Hayley! In the real world machines and semi-unattended stands, even those inside stores within full view of cashiers and staff are routinely raided and emptied to be hawked by unofficial newsies at intersections and street corners all over the nation. So while art may have imitated life at one point it didn’t take long for vendors to wise up and call for securely locking vending machines.
For those into head-knodding, finger-snappin’ smooth tunes while waiting your turn to play the bongos at open stage night at the Coffee Bean here are the opening credits to 1965’s That Darn Cat as sung by Bobby Darin. It’s cool, Jones, cool. At the end of the clip you can see the newspaper stands being used in practice by bad guy Iggy, played by the scene-chewing Frank Gorshin.
By the way…The remake should be burned, the ashes salted and the ashes burned again.
The only thing that would have made the remake watchable is if the bank-robbing kidnappers were the Gecko Brothers.