The original Batmobile from the 1966 T.V. series Batman is in Winnipeg for the World of Wheels extravaganza. Actually 3 versions are in town. The 1989 Batmobile and the 2005 Batmobile. But the best Batmobile is the original Batmobile. This is a replica however, as the original is held in a private collection.
In October, 2010, DC Comics authorized Fiberglass Freaks in Logansport, Indiana, to build officially licensed 1966 Batmobile replicas. These replicas have been sold to customers in England, Italy, Canada, and across the U.S. One of Fiberglass Freaks’ 1966 Batmobile Replicas sold at an R & M auction for $216,000.
The Batmobile at the Winnipeg Convention Centre yesterday.
And not only is the Batmobile from the original T.V. series in town, Batman and Robin from the series are here as well, Adam West and Burt Ward!
Some behind the scenes photos from the original series:
Adam is a real trooper at the age of 84 still coming to theses shows.
Burt at age 67 is a pup beside Adam.
I guess the Batmobile was undergoing maintenance by the trusted butler Alfred, so the Caped Crusader had to find alternative transportation.
“I’ll give you my gun when you pry (or take) it from my cold, dead hands” is a slogan popularized by the National Rifle Association (NRA) on a series of bumper stickers. It is a variation of a slogan mentioned in a 1976 report from the Senate Judiciary Committee Subcommittee to Investigate Juvenile Delinquency: “I Will Give Up My Gun When They Peel My Cold Dead Fingers From Around It.” The original version did not originate with the NRA, but with another gun rights group, the Citizens Committee for the Right to Keep and Bear Arms, based in Bellevue, Washington. It, along with “If guns are outlawed, only outlaws will have guns”, is a slogan that is often used by gun owners and their supporters in discussions of gun control in the United States.
The phrase gained newfound popularity following the 129th NRA convention, in Charlotte, North Carolina on May 20, 2000, when the actor, and president at the time of the NRA, Charlton Heston ended a speech by concluding:
So as we set out this year to defeat the divisive forces that would take freedom away, I want to say those words again for everyone within the sound of my voice to hear and to heed, and especially for you, Mr. Gore:
Bad trip? Best friends Dennis Rodman and Kim Jong-un plan summer holiday
There were reports that when Rodman was walking in the capital city Pyongyang, the locals that caught a glimpse of him thought he was a monster. The average North Korean has never seen a black man, let alone a 7 foot black man with piercings protruding out of his face.
Everybody needs a BFF – especially 30-year-old Kim Jong-un, the dictator-in-chief of North Korea, whose Chinese allies are looking distinctly chilly since they helped to slap United Nations sanctions on the beleaguered country.
Being unfriended by 1 billion people must be a bit of a blow. So it’s touching that NBA Hall of Famer Dennis Rodman is once more stepping up to the hoop for his new pal. They’re holidaying together in August, Rodman told a North Dakota TV station, KXJB.
And he added, “I don’t condone what he does, but he’s my friend.”
Awwww.
That’s a lot of slack to cut a pal.
Human Rights Watch, a spectre at Kim ‘n Dennis’s love fest, says that Kim’s reign has so far had “no positive impact on the country’s dire human rights record. More than 200,000 North Koreans, including children, are imprisoned in camps where many perish from forced labour, inadequate food, and abuse by guards.
“Arbitrary arrest, lack of due process, and torture are pervasive problems. There is no independent media, functioning civil society, or religious freedom. Government policies have continually subjected North Koreans to food shortages and famine.” HRW is pressing for a UN commission to look into possible crimes against humanity.
None of that seems to bother the flamboyant, stubble-chinned, body-pierced American basketball hero or the chubby, reclusive, shock-haired supremo, who bonded last month when Rodman attended a rare basketball exhibition in Pyongyang.
So what do they have in common?
Kim is said to be a fan of Chicago Bulls star Michael Jordan, though it’s probably a state secret in North Korea (even the identity of Kim’s wife is secret there). Beyond that, we know he likes shouting at the army, hearing an anthem sing his praises several times a day and running a ship so tight that tens of thousands have been squeezed to death by overwork, slow starvation and brutality.
As for Rodman, his publicity-hound antics may appeal to Kim, who had to resort to much costlier nuclear threats to focus the public eye. And Rodman, like Kim, is not shy of going rogue. As Kim’s short term in office has only managed to lower North Korea’s already abysmal world reputation, he can also draw some inspiration from his new amigo: isn’t Dennis known as the “Great Rebounder?”
Charles Thomas “Stompin’ Tom” Connors, OC (February 9, 1936 – March 6, 2013) was one of Canada’s most prolific and well-known country and folk singers. Focusing his career exclusively on his native Canada, Connors is credited with writing more than 300 songs and has released four dozen albums, with total sales of nearly 4 million copies.
He was born Charles Thomas Connors (known as Tommy Messer) in Saint John, New Brunswick to the teenaged Isabel Connors and her boyfriend Thomas Sullivan. He was a cousin of New Brunswick fiddling sensation, Ned Landry. He spent a short time living with his mother in a low-security women’s penitentiary before he was seized by Children’s Aid Society and was later adopted by the Aylward family in Skinners Pond, Prince Edward Island.
At the age of 15 he left his adoptive family to hitchhike across Canada, a journey that consumed the next 13 years of his life as he travelled between various part-time jobs while writing songs on his guitar. At his last stop in Timmins, Ontario, which may also have been his big “break”, he found himself a nickel short of a beer at the city’s Maple Leaf Hotel. The bartender, Gaet Lepine, agreed to give Tom a beer if he would play a few songs. These few songs turned into a 13-month contract to play at the hotel, a weekly spot on the CKGB radio station in Timmins, eight 45-RPM recordings, and the end of the beginning for Tom Connors.
Connors released music on no fewer than seven different labels. His earliest foray into recording was on the CKGB Timmins radio station label. These 45 RPM singles were pressed by Quality Records in Toronto, and distributed (and paid for) primarily by Tom. His first two albums (and two subsequent 45 RPM singles) were released on the Rebel Records bluegrass label, under the name “Tom Connors”. These two albums were subsequently re-released on Dominion Records under the Stompin’ Tom moniker and had to be totally re-recorded due to a dispute with Rebel Records owner John Irvine.
Most of Connors’ well-known albums were released on Dominion Records (1969–70), and after 1971 on the Boot Records label that he co-founded with Jury Krytiuk and Mark Altman. His releases on Dominion (and all subsequent releases) were done under the name “Stompin’ Tom Connors”. Most of the Rebel and Dominion albums would be reissued (and in some cases, re-recorded) under the Boot label, and would represent the bulk of his recorded material. It was released on 331⁄3 RPM record albums, 45 RPM record singles, 8-tracks, and cassette tapes.
After his retreat from the music business in the late 1970s, he started the A-C-T (Assisting Canadian Talent) label in 1986, and released two albums: “Stompin’ Tom is Back to Assist Canadian Talent” and his comeback album, “Fiddle and Songs” in 1988. A-C-T also re-released Tom’s back catalogue on cassette tapes only.
All of his subsequent releases (and re-releases) have been through Capitol Records / EMI. Most of this work is now available on Compact Disc. In recent years, many of his album releases have included at least one re-recording of one of his earlier songs.
Sudbury Saturday Night
The girls are out to Bingo and the boys are gettin’ stinko,
And we think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
The glasses they will tinkle when our eyes begin to twinkle,
And we’ll think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
With Irish Jim O’Connel there and Scotty Jack MacDonald,
There’s honky Fredrick Hurchell gettin’ tight, but that’s alright,
There’s happy German Fritzy there with Frenchy getting tipsy,
And even Joe the Gypsy knows it’s Saturday tonight.
Now when Mary Ann and Mabel come to join us at the table,
And tell us how the Bingo went tonight, we’ll look a fright.
But if they won the money, we’ll be lappin’ up the honey, boys,
‘Cause everything is funny, for it’s Saturday tonight
The girls are out to Bingo and the boys are gettin’ stinko,
And we think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
The glasses they will tinkle when our eyes begin to twinkle,
And we’ll think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
We’ll drink the loot we borrowed and recuperate tomorrow,
‘Cause everything is wonderful tonight, we had a good fight,
We ate the Dilly Pickle and we forgot about the Nickel,
And everybody’s tickled, for it’s Saturday tonight
The songs that we’ll be singing, they might be wrong but they’ll be ringing,
When the lights of town are shining bright, and we’re all tight,
We’ll get to work on Monday, but tomorrow’s only Sunday,
And we’re out to have a fun day for it’s Saturday tonight. Yeah
The girls are out to Bingo and the boys are gettin’ stinko,
And we think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
The glasses they will tinkle when our eyes begin to twinkle,
And we’ll think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
We’ll think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
Barney Bush (birth name Bernard Bush; September 30, 2000 – February 1, 2013) was a Scottish Terrier owned by former U.S. President George W. Bush and former First Lady Laura Bush. Barney had his own official web page which redirected to an extension of the White House website. Barney was born in New Jersey and he was often referred to as the “First Dog.”
Barney’s mother, Coors, is owned by former Environmental Protection Agenc Director and former New Jersey Governor Christine Todd Whitman. The dog’s father is known as Kelly. Miss Beazley, the Bushes’ other Scottish terrier, is Barney’s niece through his half-brother, Clinton.
Barney died of lymphoma.
On February 1, 2013, President Bush posted this to his Facebook page, Statement by President George W. Bush on the passing of Barney Bush:
Laura and I are sad to announce that our Scottish Terrier, Barney, has passed away. The little fellow had been suffering from lymphoma and after twelve and a half years of life, his body could not fight off the illness.
Barney and I enjoyed the outdoors. He loved to accompany me when I fished for bass at the ranch. He was a fierce armadillo hunter. At Camp David, his favorite activity was chasing golf balls on the chipping green.
Barney guarded the South Lawn entrance of the White House as if he were a Secret Service agent. He wandered the halls of the West Wing looking for treats from his many friends. He starred in Barney Cam and gave the American people Christmas tours of the White House. Barney greeted Queens, Heads of State, and Prime Ministers. He was always polite and never jumped in their laps. Barney was by my side during our eight years in the White House. He never discussed politics and was always a faithful friend. Laura and I will miss our pal.
Species
Canis lupus familiaris
Breed
Scottish Terrier
Sex
Male
Born
Bernard (2000-09-30)September 30, 2000 New Jersey, United States
Died
February 1, 2013(2013-02-01) (aged 12) Texas, United States
Nation from
America
Notable role
Played self in Barney Cam I (2002) Barney Cam II: Barney Reloaded (2003) Barney and Spot’s Winter Wonderland (2003) Barney Cam: Where in the White House is Miss Beazley? (2004)
Known for
Pet of the First Family of the United States
Predecessor
Buddy and Socks
Successor
Bo
Owner
George W. Bush
Parents
Coors, dam (of Pontefract; owned by Christine Todd Whitman) Kelly, sire (of Champion Motherwell Stormwarning)
Lady Gaga’s former personal assistant has accused the pop superstar of invading her privacy by forcing her to sleep in bed with her on tour.
Jennifer O’Neill, who spent 13 months working for the Poker Face star, is suing the singer and her tour company over allegations she is owed $380,000 for 7,168 hours of unpaid overtime during the 2010 Monster Ball trek.
Gaga had to give a sworn deposition as part of the legal proceedings, and during her expletive-ridden testimony, she branded O’Neill a “f–king hood rat” and accused her of failing in her duties by leaving her to carry her own luggage and unpack her own bags.
O’Neill has also testified as part of the dispute, and during her deposition, obtained by the New York Post, she claimed she was never given her own hotel room while on tour and was forced to sleep in the same bed as her boss.
She says, “I was by her side virtually 24 hours a day, seven days a week. That includes sleeping in the same bed with her. Because she did not sleep alone… Unlike anybody else on that tour, I did not have my own hotel room. I was not asked if I wanted my own hotel room… I had no privacy, no chance to talk to any family, no chance to talk to any friends, no chance to have sex if I wanted to have sex. There was no chance to do anything.”
When asked if sleeping in the same bed as Gaga was part of her job, O’Neill replies, “I felt it was.”
O’Neill also alleged the singer expected her to be available to work every hour of the day, adding, “(Gaga said) ‘I expect you to be working and to be available 24/7.”
In my opinion one of the best songs performed by The King.
(words & music by scott davis)
As the snow flies
On a cold and gray chicago mornin
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
Cause if there’s one thing that she don’t need
Its another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
People, don’t you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or hell grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see,
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way
Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto
Then one night in desperation
A young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to run, but he don’t get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray chicago mornin,
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
