The florist sez he told her he probably couldn’t match exactly the color she wanted. He provided pastel pink and green hydrangeas when the bride wanted dark rust and green ones.
Ruined her day, it did.
Bride is an attorney and is suing for $400K in restitution and damages.
And get this: the original flower bill was for $27,435.14!
Yikes. I hope her dear husband knows what he’s getting into.
I was reading someone’s blog tonight and they mentioned Brian Hyland and Gypsy Woman.
Gypsy Woman? What? I knew Gypsy Woman, of course, but had never associated it with Hyland. Why would I? I knew Hyland because of his big hit in the summer of 1962, Sealed With A Kiss. I know it was 1962 because that was the summer after fifth grade, the school year when I’d swooned over Phil Johnston, whose sister Sheila was in my older sister’s class. When school ended in June, Phil’d up and moved away. Sealed With A Kiss, was my anthem that summer as I mooned about. Sealed with a kiss, if only.
Same Brian Hyland? How many Brian Hyland’s singing in that time frame could there be?
So, I popped /”brian hyland” “gypsy woman” “sealed with a kiss”/ into Google and found out Hyland wasn’t a one hit wonder. He was indeed the same dude and, furthermore, his first and biggest hit (recorded in 1960 when he was a sophomore in high school) was Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka-Dot Bikini, written by Paul Vance and Lee Pockriss.
Who knew?
Last, but not least, my Web searching scored me a vid of Hyland lip-synching Sealed With A Kiss on some bandstand show, probably Dick Clark’s.
Check out the dancers! There’s a classic nerd with black rimmed glasses and plaid jacket and a girl doing what looks like the Frug. (No, not those on the stage behind him. Later in the video. Watch! The guy she’s dancing with is dressed in a buttoned cardigan sweater. No lie!)
You talk a great deal about the craft of writing. What do you mean?
It’s important for beginning writers to learn the craft, the basics, of writing. You can’t teach somebody to be a creative artist, to have talent or passion, but you can teach somebody craft. Whether they can apply it in an artistic fashion, well, that’s in the hands of the gods. But they can certainly learn what the craft of writing is.
Jim and Artie were the godfathers of San Francisco smut.
Two friends from SJPL worked in San Francisco for a while back in the early seventies. The F half was the girl working the box office. She took your $ to get into the theater. The M half had experience working with the AV and film at San Jose Public: he cleaned the films after playing.
We always used to say that Richard cleaned dirty films for the Mitchell Brothers.
Faced with the need to support his family, Norman plunged into commerce at the age of 40, first working on the docks as a ship’s clerk, until he was hired as a temporary clerk with a small importing company, R. Dakin & Company. When the F.B.I. called company president Roger Dakin to suggest that he might not want to hire a “Red,” he reportedly told them to mind their own business. Norman quickly advanced to sales manager, then to vice president for sales, and member of the board of directors, as he helped to build R. Dakin into the second largest firm in the nation in the benign business of plush stuffed animals.