<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216</id><updated>2012-03-06T00:14:00.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1974-A Geek's First Journal</title><subtitle type='html'>If there had been blogs in 1974, this would have been mine. My very FIRST, in fact! My actual journal, annotated, from ninth and tenth grade!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-3425500126901439973</id><published>2012-03-06T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-06T00:14:00.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, March 6th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hl3kYM5Tzk/T1VOcLZ-kjI/AAAAAAAAfOY/SliLh3ZSRX4/s1600/hill2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hl3kYM5Tzk/T1VOcLZ-kjI/AAAAAAAAfOY/SliLh3ZSRX4/s320/hill2.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The algebra turned out okay, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow there's going to be &amp;nbsp;movie at school. Don't know what it's going to be yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies, I'll almost definitely see one at the Ludlow this weekend as there's a new Trinity flick out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: So much for my predictions. I did NOT see a movie that weekend. In fact, I was getting off to a pretty slow start when one considers how many films I did ultimately see in theaters that year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm surprised I didn't catch the Trinity flick, though. Technically there is only one actual sequel to THEY CALL ME TRINITY and that's TRINITY IS STILL MY NAME. That said, there are dozens of spaghetti westerns that incorporate the Trinity name--most well after the fact--to try to fool audiences and scores of pictures starring Trinity stars Terence Hill and/or Bud Spencer in Trinity-style roles. In fact, there are even Italian films starring Hill and Spencer lookalikes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The duo never really caught on in the US but have been favorites of mine since 1972 or so. It's just been in recent years that I've been able to finally see (through the magic of the Internet) most of their fun films, together and separately. In fact, by sheer coincidence, this afternoon, I was watching one of the Hill/Spencer lookalikes comedies, this one starring Paul Smith who went on to play Bluto in Robert Altman's POPEYE movie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-3425500126901439973?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3425500126901439973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/wednesday-march-6th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3425500126901439973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3425500126901439973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/wednesday-march-6th-1974.html' title='Wednesday, March 6th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hl3kYM5Tzk/T1VOcLZ-kjI/AAAAAAAAfOY/SliLh3ZSRX4/s72-c/hill2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7226693065971110830</id><published>2012-03-05T00:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-05T02:52:11.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, March 5th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sf3dywOzhdE/T1QJLYDoBFI/AAAAAAAAfL4/X_am_FR74R0/s1600/no-cheating-480.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sf3dywOzhdE/T1QJLYDoBFI/AAAAAAAAfL4/X_am_FR74R0/s200/no-cheating-480.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Blanchard today asked me if I had seen anyone around his desk. I couldn't lie so I told him about me and Dan. He said he wasn't mad. Just "Don't do it again...ever." Even so, it made me feel incredibly guilty for the entire rest of the day! Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way downhill again. I'm no good in Volleyball in Gym, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in ages, I had a lot of homework tonight so I didn't have time to watch TV at all. Not only that, I don't think I did it right! Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: What was this about, you ask? Welllll...ya see...I mean...well...Okay, here's the story. I had been the smartest kid in school all through grade school and also in the 7th and 8th grades, despite my being very unhappy then. This year, though, in 9th grade, there was another kid named Dan S. who was, quite frankly, smarter than me. Our English class coincided with our lunch period and neither Dan nor I ate lunch. We weren't friends. We were rivals. Mr. Blanchard (not his real name) trusted us to stay there but locked the room until lunch was over. Dan and I would often play chess. Other times, we'd read separately, either books from the room's little library or just reading ahead in our textbooks. On days when we had a quiz, we both knew we would ace it. We had gotten to a point where we considered ourselves above the rest of the students. The rules didn't apply to us, you see. So...we'd get into Mr. Blanchard's desk and doublecheck our answers! In advance! It wasn't technically cheating, you see, because we KNEW all the correct ones. Always. Yeah. Uh, huh. We rationalized it the best way we could but it was still wrong. We had adopted an elitist attitude and we got busted. We were lucky he didn't cut us down a grade in his class!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can be pretty full of myself. Then and now. But I also burden myself with guilt more than just about anyone I've ever known. This incident did NOT sit well with me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7226693065971110830?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7226693065971110830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/tuesday-march-5th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7226693065971110830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7226693065971110830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/tuesday-march-5th-1974.html' title='Tuesday, March 5th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sf3dywOzhdE/T1QJLYDoBFI/AAAAAAAAfL4/X_am_FR74R0/s72-c/no-cheating-480.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-3641008856350758958</id><published>2012-03-04T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T00:22:00.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, March 4th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fq_wmzNnn-A/T1Lhg_VftwI/AAAAAAAAfJA/d54wr0jxQH8/s1600/2bb3fa03-fdaf-4747-947b-db8f55ebbae3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fq_wmzNnn-A/T1Lhg_VftwI/AAAAAAAAfJA/d54wr0jxQH8/s320/2bb3fa03-fdaf-4747-947b-db8f55ebbae3.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IT again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some great books over the river after school including X-MEN # 7 and AMAZING ADVENTURES # 1. The best thing, though, was INSIDE COMICS which showed up on the newsstand even though it was supposedly a private publication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a monster book I ordered some time ago through school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: INSIDE COMICS was similar to the later version of THE COMICS JOURNAL with a serious but somewhat elitist attitude toward the comic book industry. It was spun-off from a feature in the newspaper, THE MONSTER TIMES and was the brainchild of Joe Brancatelli. It ran only four controversial issues. In recent years, Mr. Brancatelli has become a respected travel writer. I contacted him a couple of years back via the Internet to let him know how much I enjoyed his publications way back then.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-3641008856350758958?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3641008856350758958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/monday-march-4th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3641008856350758958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3641008856350758958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/monday-march-4th-1974.html' title='Monday, March 4th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fq_wmzNnn-A/T1Lhg_VftwI/AAAAAAAAfJA/d54wr0jxQH8/s72-c/2bb3fa03-fdaf-4747-947b-db8f55ebbae3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-6184317593966071021</id><published>2012-03-03T00:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-03T00:07:40.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, March 3rd, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jy2ShsukfTY/T1F9tjpZYSI/AAAAAAAAfE0/IbaYJ2ffwH4/s1600/4855023309_de55801828.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jy2ShsukfTY/T1F9tjpZYSI/AAAAAAAAfE0/IbaYJ2ffwH4/s400/4855023309_de55801828.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had a good time playing board games all afternoon with Terry. I'm going to use the $3.00 he gave me to buy something I like better than those old records. More old comics at the Ohio Book Store tomorrow after school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing was I didn't get around to writing my pen-pal letter. Maybe next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Above is a relatively recent shot of the Ohio Book Store, still there and still virtually unchanged since 1974. (Even some of the same books are still there!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-6184317593966071021?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6184317593966071021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/sunday-march-3rd-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6184317593966071021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6184317593966071021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/sunday-march-3rd-1974.html' title='Sunday, March 3rd, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jy2ShsukfTY/T1F9tjpZYSI/AAAAAAAAfE0/IbaYJ2ffwH4/s72-c/4855023309_de55801828.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-1531529215152562348</id><published>2012-03-02T00:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-02T00:58:07.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, March 2nd, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SHwx2OXwcs/T1BQbJAvPcI/AAAAAAAAe-I/rBppARErhgI/s1600/gRAMMY-award.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SHwx2OXwcs/T1BQbJAvPcI/AAAAAAAAe-I/rBppARErhgI/s320/gRAMMY-award.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I got the Superman book and it's a great mate for the Batman one I already had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also picked up a bunch of great all-time hads and wants. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry will most likely buy a bunch of old records from me tomorrow for $3.00 to sell later to the Ohio Book Store for a profit. That's okay by me because I don't have to go through all the hassle of dragging them over there and I get three whole bucks up front. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the Grammy Awards tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Can you remember when "three whole bucks" was exciting? Wow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I never really cared for the Grammy Awards much, mainly because it always seemed like the really good singers and records didn't even get nominated!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;At the 1974 Grammys, the record, song and best pop vocal of the year was KILLING ME SOFTLY by Roberta Flack.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stevie Wonder's INNERVISIONS was album of the year.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Best new artist was Bette Midler.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Olivia Newton-John and &amp;nbsp;Charlie Rich took the top country awards.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gladys Knight, Aretha Franklin, Big Band leader Woody Herman, actor Richard Harris and the SESAME STREET cast also took home awards this night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Albums that would have been eligible for awards that year, I believe, included BAND ON THE RUN from McCartney and Wings, DARK SIDE OF THE MOON from Pink Floyd, Elton John's GOODBYE YELLOW BRICK ROAD and DESPERADO from The Eagles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1973 songs that should have been eligible include big hits by &amp;nbsp;Grand Funk Railroad, John Denver, Three Dog Night, the Doobie Brothers, Deep Purple, Loggins and Messina, Chicago, Curtis Mayfield and The Allman Brothers Band.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Beatles regularly lost at the Grammys.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come to think of it, I don't know why I watch the Grammys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-1531529215152562348?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1531529215152562348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/saturday-march-2nd-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1531529215152562348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1531529215152562348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/saturday-march-2nd-1974.html' title='Saturday, March 2nd, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SHwx2OXwcs/T1BQbJAvPcI/AAAAAAAAe-I/rBppARErhgI/s72-c/gRAMMY-award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-2008780286659621045</id><published>2012-03-01T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T00:20:00.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, March 1st, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SvUaP-aFQpc/T07ivUA1HII/AAAAAAAAe4I/1Z2AkFiBVis/s1600/dirty_words_newspaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SvUaP-aFQpc/T07ivUA1HII/AAAAAAAAe4I/1Z2AkFiBVis/s320/dirty_words_newspaper.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dreams were shattered this evening when the paper noted that NO ONE under the age of 18 will be admitted to THE EXORCIST even with a parent! They can't do that!! It just isn't fair but I swear I will see it someday! Even if I have to wait three years 'til I'm 18 and it's re-released! BOY! Darn it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least tomorrow I should be able to pick up the SUPERMAN Book and maybe some old comics. Terry picked up $70.00 worth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: I don't recall if I was mis-reading that or if they legitimately chose to consider THE EXORCIST as if it were an X-rated film. I clearly wasn't happy about what I thought it said anyway. I mean "Boy!" and "Darn it!!" Wow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My parents didn't really curse to speak of. &amp;nbsp;Ever. The one exception was that my Dad referred to anything he didn't like as "horseshit." No "hells," no "damns"and certainly nothing more colorful. &amp;nbsp;Thus I grew up NOT cursing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A year earlier was when George Carlin ran afoul of the law with his SEVEN DIRTY WORDS sketch. It was that sketch that eventually convinced me that words are just words. It's the way one uses them that gives them power.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The first time I heard "bitch" was when Dexter P. called our third grade teacher that through a window after he walked out of class for reasons long forgotten. The first time I heard "suck my dick" was from an apparently very confused girl in the 4th grade named Susan. The first time I SAID "hell" was in the 7th grade when we were reading a Herman Wouk story and, as the best reader in class, I was chosen to read a segment aloud. I would be 23 before I said the dreaded "F" word when it turned up in a comedy sketch written by another member of the comedy troupe I was in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today, I know all the words and creative ways to use them. They no longer scare me but I choose not to use them unless I particularly want or need to emphasize something. Makes 'em more powerful that way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't believe Terry had $70.00 to spend on Golden Age comics at that age! I sure didn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-2008780286659621045?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2008780286659621045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/friday-march-1st-1974.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2008780286659621045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2008780286659621045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/03/friday-march-1st-1974.html' title='Friday, March 1st, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SvUaP-aFQpc/T07ivUA1HII/AAAAAAAAe4I/1Z2AkFiBVis/s72-c/dirty_words_newspaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-5304300307412025470</id><published>2012-02-29T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T00:35:00.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>***EXTRA***Movies I Saw in 1974, Part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBr3tpCCtP8/T02HFIRmq1I/AAAAAAAAeuo/Gzpwy6neAD8/s1600/206293.1020.A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBr3tpCCtP8/T02HFIRmq1I/AAAAAAAAeuo/Gzpwy6neAD8/s400/206293.1020.A.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;31--CALIFORNIA SPLIT--Aug. 31st, Times&lt;br /&gt;Elliot Gould, arguably the biggest star of the "New Hollywood," teamed with George Segal as gamblers who hit it big. Segal would become one of my favorite stars after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32--BIG BAD MAMA--Sept. 14th, Albee&lt;br /&gt;Angie Dickinson, William Shatner, Tom Skerritt and Graham Nash's future wife, Susan Sennett, all in Roger Corman's violent 1930's crime drama filled with lots of surprising nudity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33--ONE MILLION YEARS, BC--Sept. 22nd, Ludlow&lt;br /&gt;What do you know? i didn't remember seeing this in theaters at all! Obviously a re-release of Raquel Welch and SPFX guru Ray Harryhausen's 1966 caveman pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34--MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR, Oct. 6th, Penthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BcgUhodVBFE/T02HGUXL8_I/AAAAAAAAeuw/pXLxZOclqMw/s1600/Death-Wish-1974.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BcgUhodVBFE/T02HGUXL8_I/AAAAAAAAeuw/pXLxZOclqMw/s320/Death-Wish-1974.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Beatles TV movie, finally released in theaters in the US some seven years after it flopped in England. The Penthouse was a new theater, a tiny art-house addition upstairs at the Ludlow Cinemas. The projectionist looked out, didn't see anyone and turned off the film. I had to go out front and tell them to turn it back on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35--DEATH WISH, Oct.13th, Ludlow&lt;br /&gt;Went with my Dad to see this. I had seen Bronson in plenty of things on TV but I was amazed at how charismatic he was on the big screen. Unlike the later ripoff sequels, he gives a nuanced performance here in a serious and well-made film about a man taking the law into his own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36--THAT'S ENTERTAINMENT, Oct. 20th, Skywalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exUdIjfMxUM/T02HG00npYI/AAAAAAAAeu4/p0j8nqqqszg/s1600/goape_30x40-1-500x660.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exUdIjfMxUM/T02HG00npYI/AAAAAAAAeu4/p0j8nqqqszg/s320/goape_30x40-1-500x660.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When this compilation of classic MGM musical scenes came out in 1970, I wasn't a big enough film buff to care but seeing it at this point was almost a life-changing experience! I picked up the soundtrack soon afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37--THE TAKING OF PELHAM 123, Oct. 26th, Times&lt;br /&gt;This was SUCH a great time for films! Here's another that became an all-time favorite. Walter Matthau and a hijacked subway train co-starring the city of New York and a great cast with an amazing serious/funny script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38--WHAT'S UP DOC?, Oct. 27th, Madison&lt;br /&gt;Saw this one again just recently, too. Absolutely hilarious tribute to screwball comedies and the only time I would ever describe Barbra Streisand as sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;39-43--THE SAGA OF THE PLANET OF THE APES--Nov. 2nd, International '70. This was the famous "Go Ape!" campaign! All five of the PLANET OF THE APES films in one single sitting! Eight hours of fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-5304300307412025470?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5304300307412025470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/extramovies-i-saw-in-1974-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/5304300307412025470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/5304300307412025470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/extramovies-i-saw-in-1974-part-4.html' title='***EXTRA***Movies I Saw in 1974, Part 4'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBr3tpCCtP8/T02HFIRmq1I/AAAAAAAAeuo/Gzpwy6neAD8/s72-c/206293.1020.A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-3269336371079070336</id><published>2012-02-28T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T00:12:00.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, February 28th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C_A84jx6X8M/T0xG5kVrh2I/AAAAAAAAeqg/kRhdjYwtzxg/s1600/6275516073_002bd5903b_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C_A84jx6X8M/T0xG5kVrh2I/AAAAAAAAeqg/kRhdjYwtzxg/s320/6275516073_002bd5903b_z.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last day of the second month already. I taped the school band concert for Arthur (he was in it) but apparently I did something wrong or accidentally erased it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I saw a very entertaining evening of TV which included, among other things, Jim Kelly, a discussion of THE EXORCIST and a vintage Laurel and Hardy feature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: I got my very first tape recorder around 1970. It was a reel to reel recorder and I always had problems with threading the reels. Not sure when cassettes came in big but I know by this point, I had a cassette recorder that looked much like this one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes I would tape songs I like from the radio. Other times I would sit quietly for two hours or so and record the entire soundtracks of movies like BATMAN, FIREBALL 500, FIVE WEEKS IN A BALLOON and DALEKS' INVASION EARTH-2150 A. D.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;After a while, my friend Terry and I would just sit and be goofy for the run of the hour long tape. I wish I'd taped my parents voices more. I still have a couple of very brief bits with them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-3269336371079070336?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3269336371079070336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-february-28th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3269336371079070336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3269336371079070336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-february-28th-1974.html' title='Thursday, February 28th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C_A84jx6X8M/T0xG5kVrh2I/AAAAAAAAeqg/kRhdjYwtzxg/s72-c/6275516073_002bd5903b_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7612285608181867018</id><published>2012-02-27T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T00:08:00.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, February 27th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmeOvCDubMA/T0roeceThvI/AAAAAAAAenY/Dv2X1-JiiL8/s1600/4b61c6da8da02366c6b91110.L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmeOvCDubMA/T0roeceThvI/AAAAAAAAenY/Dv2X1-JiiL8/s320/4b61c6da8da02366c6b91110.L.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No comics today but I picked up the TV GUIDE and several magazines. Also, I put in layaway over there at the Ohio Book Store the book SUPERMAN: FROM THE THIRTIES TO THE SEVENTIES for only $4.50! That's a savings of $5.50 off the original price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Mr. Daniels walking downtown, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Mr. Daniels was the art teacher at school. Somewhere I have a picture of him. He was a small, black man with a mustache that covered his mouth, a smallish afro hairstyle and a penchant for colorful shirts that looked to have been designed by Jackson Pollack. He spoke softly and with a stammer and through that mustache was often unintelligible but he was very encouraging to me. Sometimes I wish I'd followed through with art rather than writing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The book, SUPERMAN: FROM THE THIRTIES TO THE SEVENTIES was a hardcover collection of just that from a couple of years earlier. I had gotten the companion Batman volume for Christmas but had never actually seen the Superman one in stores until now. I did end up getting it. In 2012, I'm seriously considering putting that very copy on our booksale site this next week. Let me know if you're interested.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7612285608181867018?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7612285608181867018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-february-27th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7612285608181867018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7612285608181867018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-february-27th-1974.html' title='Wednesday, February 27th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmeOvCDubMA/T0roeceThvI/AAAAAAAAenY/Dv2X1-JiiL8/s72-c/4b61c6da8da02366c6b91110.L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-8110813516828296725</id><published>2012-02-26T00:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T01:04:43.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, February 26th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6pwZSdgszA/T0mz6846oNI/AAAAAAAAeiA/qIe_MJHTUfI/s1600/RKOAlbeeTheatreInt1AJWB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6pwZSdgszA/T0mz6846oNI/AAAAAAAAeiA/qIe_MJHTUfI/s400/RKOAlbeeTheatreInt1AJWB.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I rewrote my English composition at home today although I didn't actually change it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly--but not probably--I will go to see the triple kung-fu movie feature at the Albee this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'll probably go over to the Ohio Bookstore with Terry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Cincinnati's RKO Albee theatre was one of my favorites. Directly across from the city's centerpiece, Fountain Square, I was not yet aware really of its amazing history as a showplace going way back. I certainly had not come to the realization that this gorgeous old movie house with it's ornate interiors and an amazing, unused giant pipe organ should not have fallen so far as to be showing a triple king-fu feature! Sigh. I was so naive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-8110813516828296725?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8110813516828296725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-february-26th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8110813516828296725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8110813516828296725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-february-26th-1974.html' title='Tuesday, February 26th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6pwZSdgszA/T0mz6846oNI/AAAAAAAAeiA/qIe_MJHTUfI/s72-c/RKOAlbeeTheatreInt1AJWB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-1612763379667929119</id><published>2012-02-25T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-25T00:13:00.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, February 25th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ONUoCDdHng/T0hZwNZtNFI/AAAAAAAAecY/9q_srkZAh6c/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-02-24+at+10.45.38+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ONUoCDdHng/T0hZwNZtNFI/AAAAAAAAecY/9q_srkZAh6c/s320/Screen+shot+2012-02-24+at+10.45.38+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The snow is still all over the ground. I read a lot of my GAZETTES today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Oddly enough, in 2012, we have had no snow at all. Today, we had a couple of instances of hail, though!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I really loved THE MENOMONEE FALLS GAZETTE. Yesterday, in 2012, I was speaking with its editor on Facebook! What a world.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-1612763379667929119?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1612763379667929119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-february-25th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1612763379667929119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1612763379667929119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-february-25th-1974.html' title='Monday, February 25th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ONUoCDdHng/T0hZwNZtNFI/AAAAAAAAecY/9q_srkZAh6c/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-02-24+at+10.45.38+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7521172016566550649</id><published>2012-02-24T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T00:16:00.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, February 24th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--c8g_CFhPA4/T0bnAF2ncGI/AAAAAAAAeXs/Y9qSLey8keA/s1600/barbershop-pole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--c8g_CFhPA4/T0bnAF2ncGI/AAAAAAAAeXs/Y9qSLey8keA/s400/barbershop-pole.jpg" width="147" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally wrote my pen-pal letter and finished a composition for English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Steffie and Rocky in movies on TV today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom cut my hair this afternoon and tonight we had the biggest snow we've had all year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: "Steffie" and "Rocky" were my pet names for actresses Stefanie Powers and Raquel Welch.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My mom cutting my hair is not something that happened all the time. In fact, I had been raised going to one barber, a Clifton Webb type, and when he died suddenly, I felt lost. I tried going to my Dad's barber, an Ed Wynn type. He nicked my ear. During this period, we were trying other things. Mom had bought this kit that supposedly made it easy to cut other people's hair. It wasn't. She hated it and I hated the results.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7521172016566550649?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7521172016566550649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/sunday-february-24th-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7521172016566550649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7521172016566550649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/sunday-february-24th-1974.html' title='Sunday, February 24th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--c8g_CFhPA4/T0bnAF2ncGI/AAAAAAAAeXs/Y9qSLey8keA/s72-c/barbershop-pole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-5815658029620614408</id><published>2012-02-23T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T00:14:00.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, February 23rd, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLAGap3LTL4/T0WhnVs326I/AAAAAAAAeTo/NeRmn3SNgaI/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-02-22+at+9.16.36+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLAGap3LTL4/T0WhnVs326I/AAAAAAAAeTo/NeRmn3SNgaI/s320/Screen+shot+2012-02-22+at+9.16.36+PM.png" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got some more issues of THE GAZETTE as well as a few other things. THE COMIC BOOK BOOK is finally out, also! I need to start saving up $9.95 to get that on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: THE COMIC BOOK BOOK was the long-awaited sequel to the already classic personalized history of comics entitled ALL IN COLOR FOR A DIME. That book was a collection of essays by many different writers from an early sixties sci-fi fanzine. This one featured more of the same but purposely written for this volume.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edited by Dick Lupoff and Don Thompson, as had been the original volume, this one includes pieces by them as well as Don Glut, Mike Barrier, Maggie Thompson and Ron Goulart. In the years since, I met Don, had a story I myself wrote appear in a book alongside one by Dick, I'm Facebook friends with Maggie (and her daughter, Valerie) as well as Mr. Goulart and have exchanged email correspondence with Messrs. Glut and Barrier. I love teh Interwebs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-5815658029620614408?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5815658029620614408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-february-23rd-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/5815658029620614408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/5815658029620614408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-february-23rd-1974.html' title='Saturday, February 23rd, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MLAGap3LTL4/T0WhnVs326I/AAAAAAAAeTo/NeRmn3SNgaI/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-02-22+at+9.16.36+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-1210734401352354098</id><published>2012-02-22T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T00:08:00.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, February 22nd, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gU6nT0a8WGo/T0RAuyPZ_qI/AAAAAAAAePU/tieo6cZMaIQ/s1600/144194.1020.A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gU6nT0a8WGo/T0RAuyPZ_qI/AAAAAAAAePU/tieo6cZMaIQ/s400/144194.1020.A.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did IT again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my health exam in school today and it turned out there was nothing to it really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up late tonight to watch THE ABOMINABLE DR. PHIBES but almost fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: THE ABOMNABLE DR. PHIBES was a slightly campy 1971 horror film that proved a surprise hit for Vincent Price in one of his few times in heavy make-up. Initially publicized as Price's 100th movie appearance (it was not) and marketed oddly as a children's film (Vincent appeared on an episode of a kids' program selling it--WONDERAMA maybe?), it was a violent tale of multiple acts of revenge. It even led to a sequel and a long talked about but never made third film!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;After a decade in Poe adaptations, this movie had revived Vincent's career as a box-office success and led to the similar, but even darker, THEATRE OF BLOOD, where one of Price's co-stars was Coral Browne, who would become his last wife.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-1210734401352354098?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1210734401352354098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-february-22nd-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1210734401352354098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1210734401352354098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-february-22nd-1974.html' title='Friday, February 22nd, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gU6nT0a8WGo/T0RAuyPZ_qI/AAAAAAAAePU/tieo6cZMaIQ/s72-c/144194.1020.A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-5544438365331230540</id><published>2012-02-21T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T00:38:00.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, February 21st, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GaWWXTAWhQg/T0MiSaVvpyI/AAAAAAAAeKk/KZTGIyLOInQ/s1600/LKKTD00Z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GaWWXTAWhQg/T0MiSaVvpyI/AAAAAAAAeKk/KZTGIyLOInQ/s320/LKKTD00Z.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a fine day at school. I even beat someone in floor drill runs in Gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I came home and found when Dad came in that now his entire--just refurnished!--car has been stolen! AS I said before when it was broken into, it really isn't any worry of mine and yet I'm concerned. I hate to see Dad this way. I wish something would happen in the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably have my health exam tomoroow. I hope so so I can get it over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Roddy on TV tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Ugh! I guess that's why, to this day, even though we have a driveway for our car I still look out the front door regularly just to make sure it's still there! I hate that feeling of violation when someone gets away with something that's yours--especially something that big and expensive! But...you survive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Roddy was, of course, Roddy McDowall, a favorite then and a favorite now. Made a point of catching him on something just yesterday in 2012 in fact. In 1974, he seemed to be on everything, often still playing early twentysomething characters in spite of the fact that he was, by then, early fortysomething.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-5544438365331230540?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5544438365331230540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-february-21st-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/5544438365331230540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/5544438365331230540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-february-21st-1974.html' title='Thursday, February 21st, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GaWWXTAWhQg/T0MiSaVvpyI/AAAAAAAAeKk/KZTGIyLOInQ/s72-c/LKKTD00Z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7820132389065861040</id><published>2012-02-20T00:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T23:49:53.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, February 20th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5f9A8LyB3P0/T0Gy0mfEJII/AAAAAAAAeGc/YoOUKiQbCkE/s1600/TVHorrorHallOfFame01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5f9A8LyB3P0/T0Gy0mfEJII/AAAAAAAAeGc/YoOUKiQbCkE/s320/TVHorrorHallOfFame01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School was a disaster today but in the end I guess nothing happened that won't be forgotten by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read where Bobby Sherman has a new baby--another son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got TBG, another pen-pal letter and I stayed up way late tonight to watch THE HORROR FILM HALL OF FAME. I may have lost some sleep but it was worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: I was a very loyal fan. I was still following Bobby Sherman's career even though it was quickly dwindling at this point.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Produced by Chuck Braverman, the late night TV special HORROR HALL OF FAME was hosted by Vincent Price and featured guests such as John Carradine,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAMOUS MONSTERS editor Forrest J. Ackerman &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and, oddly, both actors who played the Riddler on TV's BATMAN, Frank Gorshin and John Astin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7820132389065861040?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7820132389065861040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-february-20th-1976.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7820132389065861040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7820132389065861040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-february-20th-1976.html' title='Wednesday, February 20th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5f9A8LyB3P0/T0Gy0mfEJII/AAAAAAAAeGc/YoOUKiQbCkE/s72-c/TVHorrorHallOfFame01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-6019804930490821084</id><published>2012-02-19T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T19:40:36.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>***EXTRA***Movies I Saw In 1974, Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gwgH9viZ2yA/T0GWPV8zQ6I/AAAAAAAAeE0/HAV8yumS05k/s1600/99and44-100PercentDead_30x40-1-500x659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gwgH9viZ2yA/T0GWPV8zQ6I/AAAAAAAAeE0/HAV8yumS05k/s400/99and44-100PercentDead_30x40-1-500x659.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Part three of my list of movies seen in theaters in 1974. Here are the next ten.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;21-99 &amp;amp; 44/100% DEAD-July 21st, Newport&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Richard Harris and his female co-star Ann Turkel were all over the talk shows promoting this stylish and somewhat campy crime thriller about a hit man in a gang war. The two actually married in real-life. I remember enjoying it at the time but at this point, all I recall is Harris's stupid hairstyle.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;22-M*A*S*H-July 21st, Newport&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was actually double-featured with the above. I'd seen it before and it has long been a favorite film. By this point, the TV series version was popular so it kept getting re-released.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;23-BUTCH CASSIDY &amp;amp; THE SUNDANCE KID-July 23rd, Newport&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was another re-release of a favorite film that I caught just a couple days after the above double-feature. The classic western comedy drama teaming Newman and Redford, re-release in the wake of THE STING.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;24-DIRTY MARY, CRAZY LARRY-July 24th, Newport&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kiFP4_izvbs/T0GWOnLAAwI/AAAAAAAAeEs/cRu8VJW2WNM/s1600/512094.1020.A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kiFP4_izvbs/T0GWOnLAAwI/AAAAAAAAeEs/cRu8VJW2WNM/s320/512094.1020.A.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A great car chase exploitation flick with Peter Fonda, Susan George and Vic Morrow. Again at Newport. They were having the best stuff for a while that summer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;25-THE THREE MUSKETEERS-July 31st, Newport&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Richard Lester's now-classic version of Dumas' famous story and one of my favorite seventies movies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;26-BORN LOSERS-August 8th, Newport&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terry and I were big into BILLY JACK since that film's successful re-release so I was anxious to catch this low-budget biker film that introduced the character as played by Tom Laughlin. Jane Russell--of all people--co-starred! Love or hate the main BJ trilogy, this one is a whole different animal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;27-BLAZING SADDLES-August 17th, Madison&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRd9Z3WJJ_8/T0GWRs7tRjI/AAAAAAAAeE8/kvGnerybo9M/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-02-19+at+7.35.58+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRd9Z3WJJ_8/T0GWRs7tRjI/AAAAAAAAeE8/kvGnerybo9M/s320/Screen+shot+2012-02-19+at+7.35.58+PM.png" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In my Top Five list of the funniest comedies ever made to this day, this politically incorrect comic western leaves nary a moment to catch one's breath.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;28-HOMEBODIES-August 18th, Skywalk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was the world premiere engagement of a low-budget horror film about homicidal senior citizens. It starred Ruth McDevitt and Paula Trueman and had been shot partly in the Cincinnati area. It was just okay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;29-ANIMAL CRACKERS-August 20th, Skywalk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0OJYocr-_o/T0GWSjiy8BI/AAAAAAAAeFE/S5_U-ea63H0/s1600/return_of_the_dragon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0OJYocr-_o/T0GWSjiy8BI/AAAAAAAAeFE/S5_U-ea63H0/s320/return_of_the_dragon.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was the highly touted big-screen re-release of the 1930 Marx Brothers comedy. Being a lifelong Groucho fan who hadn't even realized he had brothers until not long before this, I was first in line to catch it's sold out presentation!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;30--RETURN OF THE DRAGON-August 24th, RKO Albee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bruce Lee had been dead over a year before this film--one he had never intended to be released in the US--finally came out. Apparently finished just before ENTER THE DRAGON, this was called WAY OF THE DRAGON in most of the world. It is not in any way related to Lee's huge Warner Brothers hit but was now being billed as a sequel. It isn't very good overall but its memorable set-piece is Bruce Lee's one on one fight with Chuck Norris in the Roman Colosseum. It being Bruce's movie, he wins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-6019804930490821084?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6019804930490821084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/extramovies-i-saw-in-1974-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6019804930490821084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6019804930490821084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/extramovies-i-saw-in-1974-part-3.html' title='***EXTRA***Movies I Saw In 1974, Part 3'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gwgH9viZ2yA/T0GWPV8zQ6I/AAAAAAAAeE0/HAV8yumS05k/s72-c/99and44-100PercentDead_30x40-1-500x659.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-8686283084487796607</id><published>2012-02-19T00:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T23:50:12.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, February 19th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umPCQMbbnkg/T0BwWUM68qI/AAAAAAAAeD4/fciTZe60Fn4/s1600/qert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umPCQMbbnkg/T0BwWUM68qI/AAAAAAAAeD4/fciTZe60Fn4/s320/qert.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dreary weather today. Makes me miss my memories and hope more and more that something big happens soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to write my pen-pal letter soon and I really want to stay up late tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day back at school was okay but I'm happy to report that another school year will soon be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: I hit the early stages of puberty by 1969 but I hadn't had a problem with acne. I watched other classmates break out, some horribly so, but not me. And then all of sudden around this time--probably a year or so earlier--my turn came. It got pretty bad and it was definitely a factor in my decreased self-esteem. I tried creams and lotions and showering constantly and soaps and eventually even doctor-supervised meds and radiation treatments (glorified tanning beds). Finally, in my early twenties...it just faded away...mostly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-8686283084487796607?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8686283084487796607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-february-19th-1939.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8686283084487796607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8686283084487796607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-february-19th-1939.html' title='Tuesday, February 19th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umPCQMbbnkg/T0BwWUM68qI/AAAAAAAAeD4/fciTZe60Fn4/s72-c/qert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-3954084004548690996</id><published>2012-02-18T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T00:46:00.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, February 18th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Mjf2Pf1bXk/Tz8HvEffakI/AAAAAAAAd-I/pW4E00Xepqc/s1600/me1981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Mjf2Pf1bXk/Tz8HvEffakI/AAAAAAAAd-I/pW4E00Xepqc/s320/me1981.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;IT again. Me and dad went to Aunt Rosie's for the 3rd year in a row on this Presidents day. This afternoon, we really were ready to finally see THE EXORCIST only to find out the bus wasn't running because of the holiday. So we went to see MAGNUM FORCE downtown instead. Back to the old grind tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Not sure why I didn't mention it here but I'm assuming it's the reason we went to Aunt Rosies--Today was my dad's birthday. Rosie's birthday was Feb. 22nd and my Dad's was Feb. 18th so we often kind of celebrated together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apparently my mother had to work, holiday or no holiday. She worked in a factory and they might not have recognized the still-new holiday of Presidents Day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If my dad were still alive in 2012, he would be 102 years old today, the same age as my wife's late GRANDFather, born on the exact same date in the same year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The picture shows my Dad and myself 7 years beyond 1974, once again at Aunt Rosie's house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-3954084004548690996?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3954084004548690996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-february-18th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3954084004548690996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3954084004548690996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-february-18th-1974.html' title='Monday, February 18th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Mjf2Pf1bXk/Tz8HvEffakI/AAAAAAAAd-I/pW4E00Xepqc/s72-c/me1981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-3814904023326204766</id><published>2012-02-17T00:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T00:12:56.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, February 17th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXytkHNtLa0/Tz2rzNLBftI/AAAAAAAAd5I/_dClGvEnZQg/s1600/Amsel_TVG_MikeDouglas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXytkHNtLa0/Tz2rzNLBftI/AAAAAAAAd5I/_dClGvEnZQg/s320/Amsel_TVG_MikeDouglas.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evel made a good jump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deal came through with Terry so I sent most of the rest of the day reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chances of my seeing THE EXORCIST tomorrow are now very slim but I'll still probably see some movie tomorrow. There's a chance Linda B might be on THE MIKE DOUGLAS SHOW tomorrow, also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Mike Douglas, like Merv Griffin, was an ex-big band singer turned talk show host. Unlike Griffin and Carson and most other talk shows, however, Mike prided himself on welcoming the new as well as the tried and true. He wasn't himself "hip" per se...but it was like he knew it when he saw it. I enjoyed THE MIKE DOUGLAS SHOW immensely during the seventies. In more recent years, Rosie O'Donnell has called Mike's show the biggest influence on her own talk show.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The image of Mike seen here, by Richard Amsel, was one of my all-time favorite TV GUIDE covers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-3814904023326204766?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3814904023326204766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/sunday-february-17th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3814904023326204766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3814904023326204766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/sunday-february-17th-1974.html' title='Sunday, February 17th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXytkHNtLa0/Tz2rzNLBftI/AAAAAAAAd5I/_dClGvEnZQg/s72-c/Amsel_TVG_MikeDouglas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-2793882917723645053</id><published>2012-02-16T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T00:03:01.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, February 16th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BG03WqH4blA/TzxnBTFd6dI/AAAAAAAAd00/P3muS9CeR-s/s1600/2004044968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BG03WqH4blA/TzxnBTFd6dI/AAAAAAAAd00/P3muS9CeR-s/s320/2004044968.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got several new books today but the best news was that I may finally get to see a movie on Monday.Not just any movie but maybe THE EXORCIST! It's kind of slim but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tomorrow, Evel Knievel jumps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Like many folks in the early seventies, I was seduced by the style of daredevil motorcycle stunt man Evel Knievel, whom I had first "met" when George Hamilton played him in a bio-pic a couple of years earlier. Although he was promoted as a real, old-fashioned hero and even ended up with his own Marvel comic book, in real life, Evel turned out to be quite a schmuck in the long run. Here, he was preparing a jump over some cars or buses or somesuch but later in the year he was planning to jump the Grand FREAKIN' Canyon!! Stay tuned.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-2793882917723645053?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2793882917723645053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-february-16th-1974.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2793882917723645053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2793882917723645053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-february-16th-1974.html' title='Saturday, February 16th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BG03WqH4blA/TzxnBTFd6dI/AAAAAAAAd00/P3muS9CeR-s/s72-c/2004044968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-9158820307974787753</id><published>2012-02-15T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T00:37:00.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, February 15th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VKaBt0HSE20/Tzsry7xg-7I/AAAAAAAAdxM/f9HVuSE_Pxo/s1600/capricorn.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VKaBt0HSE20/Tzsry7xg-7I/AAAAAAAAdxM/f9HVuSE_Pxo/s320/capricorn.gif" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My horoscope said that I had nothing to worry about today and it was right! My exam didn't come today after all and now it looks like it won't be until Tuesday at the earliest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I negotiated a real good trade with Terry to be finalized on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: In the seventies, I was really into astrology. Every day I checked my horoscope in the newspaper and couldn't understand when the morning one sometimes conflicted with the evening one. I was pretty much disillusioned by it all in 1981 when celebrity psychic Joyce Jillson (also the star of the seventies exploitation flick, SUPERCHICK), told me by phone on a local radio talk show that May 21st would be my luckiest day of the year. Come May 21st, I awoke with great hopes...and ended up in the hospital for the first time in my life. With a kidney stone! I was 22 years old and got stuck staying overnight in pain in a ward with five moaning old men. It took nearly six months for the kidney stone to pass, during which time it flared up several times per week and necessitated canceling long-made plans, leaving movies in the middle and generally feeling miserable most of the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's been explained to me that A) she didn't say it would be GOOD luck or that perhaps B) the lucky part was that it could have been worse if I hadn't gotten to the hospital. Screw that. I know what she meant and she was wrong. Never paid much attention to astrology again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-9158820307974787753?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9158820307974787753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-february-15th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/9158820307974787753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/9158820307974787753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-february-15th-1974.html' title='Friday, February 15th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VKaBt0HSE20/Tzsry7xg-7I/AAAAAAAAdxM/f9HVuSE_Pxo/s72-c/capricorn.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-2378220201074532221</id><published>2012-02-14T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T00:15:00.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, February 14th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DzbIBrmYaQI/Tzm8zA2nOPI/AAAAAAAAdtI/qv_u0zCPUCs/s1600/423300_10151275321890076_859435075_22786553_1286340674_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DzbIBrmYaQI/Tzm8zA2nOPI/AAAAAAAAdtI/qv_u0zCPUCs/s320/423300_10151275321890076_859435075_22786553_1286340674_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was Valentine's Day and I find myself missing any sort of female companionship SO much! But it's over now and I don't have to worry about it anymore until next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest worry is a physical exam the ninth graders must take soon. Maybe as early as tomorrow. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: As a young child I used to love it when everyone bought valentines for everyone else in class at school. I saved them for many years! By this point, though, you only gave valentines to who you WANTED to give valentines to. I was, of course, too shy to give anyone a valentine...and of course no one gave me any. In the years since, I made efforts at celebrating the day again but they never worked. When I was managing bookstores in the eighties, I began buying flowers for all the female employees I worked with on Valentines Day. It was much appreciated at first but by the last year I did it, circa 2002, political correctness had ruined so much for everybody. My motives were questioned and the gesture was misinterpreted. I was asked never to do it again. Sigh....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Valentines Day 1974 was also the final birthday for the great comedian Jack Benny who would pass from pancreatic cancer at the end of the year after a brief illness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-2378220201074532221?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2378220201074532221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-february-14th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2378220201074532221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2378220201074532221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-february-14th-1974.html' title='Thursday, February 14th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DzbIBrmYaQI/Tzm8zA2nOPI/AAAAAAAAdtI/qv_u0zCPUCs/s72-c/423300_10151275321890076_859435075_22786553_1286340674_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-4279275048882016765</id><published>2012-02-13T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T00:12:00.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, February 13th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RjkejRZh4og/TzhvCoBAiiI/AAAAAAAAdqo/BXKq0LLwYOg/s1600/579px-Skylab_and_Earth_Limb_-_GPN-2000-001055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RjkejRZh4og/TzhvCoBAiiI/AAAAAAAAdqo/BXKq0LLwYOg/s320/579px-Skylab_and_Earth_Limb_-_GPN-2000-001055.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, that's all I needed. I did IT today in spite of my best intentions and I actually ended up better than I've felt in ages. Maybe that's it and I can finally put it behind me...for now at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished my rewrite today and later Terry told me some mighty interesting things about what's out in Cincinnati right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: A few days before this in 1974, the final astronauts of the Skylab mission returned to Earth and the space station remained empty until it crashed to Earth years later. There were later planned missions and some talk of reusing Skylab for the developing Space Shuttle but in the end, nothing came of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I may not have mentioned it in my Journal but I had been a space buff ever since seeing John Glenn's flight coverage at an early age. I followed the Gemini and Apollo programs and was still enthralled during the Skylab era. Sad to see it end...even though we didn't yet know it WAS the end.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, and I see there is now, in 2012, a music group using the title of my 1974 story, SITUATION SIX.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-4279275048882016765?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4279275048882016765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-february-13th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4279275048882016765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4279275048882016765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-february-13th-1974.html' title='Wednesday, February 13th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RjkejRZh4og/TzhvCoBAiiI/AAAAAAAAdqo/BXKq0LLwYOg/s72-c/579px-Skylab_and_Earth_Limb_-_GPN-2000-001055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-1120078870154045128</id><published>2012-02-12T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T00:27:00.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, February 12th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5_Xi63dg4M/TzcsVtVQQJI/AAAAAAAAdmA/7eR6klr5YfQ/s1600/!Bn8SNz!!mk~$(KGrHqIH-CQEuQienuW3BLljuW5(RQ~~_35.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5_Xi63dg4M/TzcsVtVQQJI/AAAAAAAAdmA/7eR6klr5YfQ/s1600/!Bn8SNz!!mk~$(KGrHqIH-CQEuQienuW3BLljuW5(RQ~~_35.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not bad. Worked some more on my story rewrite today and had a fair day at school. The weather was beautiful all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES: Well, alrighty then...I swear the year gets more interesting. While we're here, let's take a look at what was topping the music charts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Barbara Streisand, whom I first discovered with her attempt at a rock single, STONEY END, in 1971, was now back in more familiar territory with what I still feel was the best song she ever recorded--the wistful ballad, THE WAY WE WERE. The movie theme had topped the charts the last week in January and then after a &amp;nbsp; week's displacement had returned to the number one position on the 10th. This time it would stay for two weeks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The movie THE WAY WE WERE was, by contrast, extremely dull and forgettable. The song and the recording are gorgeous!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-1120078870154045128?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1120078870154045128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-february-12th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1120078870154045128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1120078870154045128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-february-12th-1974.html' title='Tuesday, February 12th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5_Xi63dg4M/TzcsVtVQQJI/AAAAAAAAdmA/7eR6klr5YfQ/s72-c/!Bn8SNz!!mk~$(KGrHqIH-CQEuQienuW3BLljuW5(RQ~~_35.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-3712865482922153684</id><published>2012-02-11T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T00:08:00.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, February 11th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1W6JftGQ-tI/TzXT98GtBkI/AAAAAAAAdi4/-oWNME_1iv4/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1W6JftGQ-tI/TzXT98GtBkI/AAAAAAAAdi4/-oWNME_1iv4/s1600/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a very good day at school compared to recent days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the only thing that spoiled it was IT again!! Never, never, never again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Dooooon't Yooooou Beeeeelieeeeeve Iiiiiiit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-3712865482922153684?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3712865482922153684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-february-11th-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3712865482922153684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3712865482922153684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-february-11th-1974.html' title='Monday, February 11th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1W6JftGQ-tI/TzXT98GtBkI/AAAAAAAAdi4/-oWNME_1iv4/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-4464207960615351179</id><published>2012-02-10T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T00:06:00.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, February 10th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IoqN6bMcpO4/TzSiGkJVSwI/AAAAAAAAde8/GUo3eGYOVVc/s1600/good_the_bad__the_ugly_1967_french1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IoqN6bMcpO4/TzSiGkJVSwI/AAAAAAAAde8/GUo3eGYOVVc/s320/good_the_bad__the_ugly_1967_french1.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got my new scrapbook off to a good start today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked on SITUATION SIX while watching sports programs and the beginning of THE WORLD AT WAR this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the evening with Clint Eastwood in his third--and best!--"spaghetti" western, THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES:A year or so before, Terry and I had sat through a triple feature of Eastwood's Italian westerns--A FISTFUL OF DOLLARS, FOR A FEW DOLLARS MORE and THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY. By that last one, I was too exhausted to have really enjoyed it. (It's a long movie!) So I was pleased to be able to catch it again on TV and this time enjoyed it much more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In just the last few years, thanks to the Internet, I've been able to see and enjoy quite a few of the spaghetti westerns I had only heard of before now. You gotta love the Internet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SITUATION SIX was an ambitious short story I wrote at this time. The basic plot was that a law officer from the far future uses a time machine to track an evil dictator who had escaped into the 19th Century. &amp;nbsp;The twist is that the dictator becomes Abraham Lincoln and the hero who has to stop him---John Wilkes Booth! I actually finished that one and went on to an even more ambitious follow-up, SITUATION SEVEN, which got an awful lot of outlining but nary an actual word written over a two year period I dealt with it before abandoning it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-4464207960615351179?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4464207960615351179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/sunday-february-10th-1974.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4464207960615351179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4464207960615351179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/sunday-february-10th-1974.html' title='Sunday, February 10th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IoqN6bMcpO4/TzSiGkJVSwI/AAAAAAAAde8/GUo3eGYOVVc/s72-c/good_the_bad__the_ugly_1967_french1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7265416934655396717</id><published>2012-02-09T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T00:25:00.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, February 9th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1jkluFjCFzM/TzMySEkSKgI/AAAAAAAAda0/GrCkt0FiwJA/s1600/spirit1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1jkluFjCFzM/TzMySEkSKgI/AAAAAAAAda0/GrCkt0FiwJA/s400/spirit1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read most of THE EXORCIST today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my second trip over the river, I picked up the long-awaited SPIRIT magazine...and it was worth the wait! On my first trip earlier today I got some old comics which I turned right around and sold to Terry at a nice profit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the Mega Man this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Mega Man??!! No clue on that one. Obvious;y NOT the video game. It's been around a long time but not that long!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE SPIRIT was a new magazine from Warren reprinting the classic 1940's comic stories by Will Eisner that were the basis of the horrid movie adaptation of recent years. It had a successful run and then moved over to Kitchen Sink Press which helped mainstream that underground company as well as eventually getting all of the Eisner stories back in print!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Around this time, EXORCIST director William Friedkin expressed a very public interest in doing a SPIRIT movie, going so far as to cite Eisner's works as an influence on the famous car chase scene in his previous film, THE FRENCH CONNECTION.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, and yes, I still have all of those SPIRIT magazines!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7265416934655396717?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7265416934655396717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-february-9th-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7265416934655396717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7265416934655396717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-february-9th-1974.html' title='Saturday, February 9th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1jkluFjCFzM/TzMySEkSKgI/AAAAAAAAda0/GrCkt0FiwJA/s72-c/spirit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-3734727283918417133</id><published>2012-02-08T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T00:06:00.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, February 8th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3eRluM5eCTc/TzG8x6pG2SI/AAAAAAAAdX8/YI9ngFJNowI/s1600/103574.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3eRluM5eCTc/TzG8x6pG2SI/AAAAAAAAdX8/YI9ngFJNowI/s400/103574.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got the novel of the EXORCIST today along with a new scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't so bad at school and tonight I enjoyed the new version of DRACULA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: The new version of DRACULA that premiered tonight was the TV movie from former DARK SHADOWS producer, Dan Curtis, and starred Jack Palance. Seemed like odd casting to many at the time as Palance was a "big lug" type not known for his subtle performances. But he pulled it off amazingly well, though, in fact being credited with one of the better interpretations at a time when everyone seemed to be making a Dracula movie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had been making scrapbooks of movie ads and other clippings since mid-1972. I continued to do so until the early eighties. At that time, I had 28 of them and they were impossible to store or find anything in...so I tore them apart and kept only a box of selected items. Wish now I'd kept them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was infatuated with Linda Blair so I figured I should at least read the book if I couldn't yet see the picture. So I read THE EXORCIST and loved it! But that's probably what led to my not liking the film as much as I might have by the time I finally saw it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-3734727283918417133?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3734727283918417133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-february-8th-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3734727283918417133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3734727283918417133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-february-8th-1974.html' title='Friday, February 8th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3eRluM5eCTc/TzG8x6pG2SI/AAAAAAAAdX8/YI9ngFJNowI/s72-c/103574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-6500933059859577647</id><published>2012-02-07T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T00:12:00.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, February 7th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47xSvflC63E/TzCMgvLcSLI/AAAAAAAAdSw/yoJdrspENqM/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-02-06+at+9.20.02+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47xSvflC63E/TzCMgvLcSLI/AAAAAAAAdSw/yoJdrspENqM/s320/Screen+shot+2012-02-06+at+9.20.02+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a bad day at school. It started when I learned I had missed seeing Linda Blair on Merv Griffin's show last night and then that was topped when I got back a low-graded Algebra test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched KANSAS CITY BOMBER on TV again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Roller Derby was, I suppose, closer to professional wrestling than to a real sport but it was fairly prevalent on television from the fifties on and was, in fact, enjoying a peak of popularity in the early seventies. KANSAS CITY BOMBER was a pretty good melodrama with a roller derby setting. Uber-sex symbol Raquel Welch stretched her acting wings a little in the starring role and did reasonably well. Unfortunately her next released role was in Alexander Salkind's stylish but disastrous BLUEBEARD with Richard Burton. From there, her days as a leading actress seemed over. A well-recieved character comic turn in the same producer's THREE MUSKETEERS in '74 salvaged her big-screen career for a while longer but it was never the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, by the way, I was never into Roller Derby in the slightest but I paid to see KANSAS CITY BOMBER twice in theaters in '72 because of Raquel and then watched and enjoyed it a third time here this evening. Odd that I can barely remember anything about it now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-6500933059859577647?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6500933059859577647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-february-7th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6500933059859577647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6500933059859577647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-february-7th-1974.html' title='Thursday, February 7th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47xSvflC63E/TzCMgvLcSLI/AAAAAAAAdSw/yoJdrspENqM/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-02-06+at+9.20.02+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-2952552802070503227</id><published>2012-02-06T06:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T06:35:07.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, February 6th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zK1-VyQQNVc/Ty-6jd28_oI/AAAAAAAAdRA/dDN-nTmHdck/s1600/5040754786_bae9b0df85.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zK1-VyQQNVc/Ty-6jd28_oI/AAAAAAAAdRA/dDN-nTmHdck/s400/5040754786_bae9b0df85.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got the new VAMPI and EERIE and Terry says the new MONSTER TIMES is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mailed my pen-pal letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some big problems with my Algebra homework. Maybe I can get 'em cleared up in class tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: VAMPI and EERIE were Warren magazines, VAMPI being short for VAMPIRELLA. The Warren mags had come along in the early sixties from the publisher of FAMOUS MONSTERS reviving the extreme but somewhat literary horror style &amp;nbsp;of the late, lamented EC Comics of the fifties. In 1969, the sexy VAMPIRELLA added an extra layer with nudity and often more adult storylines. The stated audience was adults but we all knew the target audience was young lads who couldn't yet buy PLAYBOY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE MONSTER TIMES was a tabloid newspaper that had, by this point, been around for a couple of years. It was done in the light-hearted vein of FM but presented more contemporary pieces and added more coverage of sci-fi, paperbacks, comics, TV and other pop culture monster appearances. It ran throughout the decade and at its peak here was a favorite. By the end, they were forced to go more mainstream with covers on THE SIX MILLION DOLLAR MAN and such to remain viable. In the end, even that didn't work. I still have all my issues!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I loved this year of Algebra. I had a rather eccentric teacher we'll call Mr. Lucky. He had a reputation as a stern, old-school, never-smiling taskmaster but I found him quite helpful and he was one of my favorite teachers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-2952552802070503227?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2952552802070503227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-february-6th-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2952552802070503227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2952552802070503227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/wednesday-february-6th-1974.html' title='Wednesday, February 6th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zK1-VyQQNVc/Ty-6jd28_oI/AAAAAAAAdRA/dDN-nTmHdck/s72-c/5040754786_bae9b0df85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7159807166358308330</id><published>2012-02-05T00:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T03:48:06.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, February 5th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KHOZ3QYaQDA/Ty2eo4TSZxI/AAAAAAAAdMQ/hjy6IGTkv_I/s1600/mdmp_0807_01_z+1964_ford_falcon+sideview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KHOZ3QYaQDA/Ty2eo4TSZxI/AAAAAAAAdMQ/hjy6IGTkv_I/s320/mdmp_0807_01_z+1964_ford_falcon+sideview.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only good thing about today was that I got that magazine with the Linda Blair article from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we found Dad's car really ransacked and with parts and stuff stolen! I don't know why but I'm really, really worried about it even though it doesn't directly affect me. But I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote my pen-pal about it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: I felt violated but didn't even realize it. It wasn't just my Dad's car, it was OUR car. They stole our radio and I don't recall what else from it...and it wouldn't be the first time during this period.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The earliest car I remember us having was a big, brown Buick. Then there was a two-tone Chevrolet. For most of my late childhood and early teens we had an early sixties Ford Galaxy in an ugly--in retrospect--green color. But it was shaped vaguely like the Batmobile. I liked that. Eventually it had died a more or less natural death and it was replaced by a white 1965 Ford Falcon similar to the one seen above. It was a much smaller car and I don't think I ever really got used to it. On this day, though...I was scared because of what happened to it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7159807166358308330?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7159807166358308330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-february-5th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7159807166358308330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7159807166358308330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-february-5th-1974.html' title='Tuesday, February 5th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KHOZ3QYaQDA/Ty2eo4TSZxI/AAAAAAAAdMQ/hjy6IGTkv_I/s72-c/mdmp_0807_01_z+1964_ford_falcon+sideview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-8624038269842430081</id><published>2012-02-04T00:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T01:16:11.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, February 4th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gph0gSC1o-M/TyyLWsyvJrI/AAAAAAAAdHY/5Cc7EBrSV0s/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-02-03+at+8.35.02+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gph0gSC1o-M/TyyLWsyvJrI/AAAAAAAAdHY/5Cc7EBrSV0s/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-02-03+at+8.35.02+PM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I had a big disaapointment. I came across a magazine in English that had some beautiful pics of Linda Blair and some shots from THE EXORCIST but I totally failed in my after-school attempts to obtain a copy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: When I say the magazine was in English, I meant it was in English CLASS, not English, the language. In fact, assuming this is the mag I think it is, it was actually an issue of the French-Language mag. PARIS MATCH. There was a store in Cincy that I knew sold foreign mags so I rushed there after school only to find the Linda B issue was not the current issue! Tomorrow, I simply asked my teacher if I could have the mag and it was given to me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-8624038269842430081?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8624038269842430081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-february-4th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8624038269842430081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8624038269842430081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-february-4th-1974.html' title='Monday, February 4th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gph0gSC1o-M/TyyLWsyvJrI/AAAAAAAAdHY/5Cc7EBrSV0s/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-02-03+at+8.35.02+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-2283711876758220256</id><published>2012-02-03T00:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T00:10:00.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, February 3rd, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e1fmfw6mlHM/TythX-zzD8I/AAAAAAAAdF4/_-wn4Zkfz6c/s1600/TOD-25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e1fmfw6mlHM/TythX-zzD8I/AAAAAAAAdF4/_-wn4Zkfz6c/s400/TOD-25.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I had a rather engrossing day as all I did between TV and phone calls was to become deeply involved in reading every chapter of Marvel's ever-popular TOMB OF DRACULA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: TOMB OF DRACULA was a long-running comic book series that arose in early 1972 when the Comics Code was revised to allow the use of vampires again for the first time for more than 15 years. &amp;nbsp;Originally intended as just an attempt at cashing in on the popularity of monsters, it turned out to be a &amp;nbsp;surprisingly literate series written by the appropriately named Marv Wolfman with longtime artists Gene Colan and Tom Palmer. This, in fact, became the defining book in Gene's legacy. It ran until the end of the decade and an animated version was made in Japan (of all places) in the eighties.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had seen my first Dracula movie when I was 7--Chris Lee in DRACULA, PRINCE OF DARKNESS. By the mid-seventies, I had read extensively about them and seen a lot of the movies on TV and a few in theaters. I even went on to write my own vampire stories some thirty years before that became such a popular thing to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-2283711876758220256?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2283711876758220256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/sunday-february-3rd-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2283711876758220256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2283711876758220256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/sunday-february-3rd-1974.html' title='Sunday, February 3rd, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e1fmfw6mlHM/TythX-zzD8I/AAAAAAAAdF4/_-wn4Zkfz6c/s72-c/TOD-25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-4030587532095979847</id><published>2012-02-02T03:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T03:12:21.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, February 2nd, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNfbd5gVXg8/TypFDQ0Qp5I/AAAAAAAAdEQ/CRioTTFHSrc/s1600/scan0019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNfbd5gVXg8/TypFDQ0Qp5I/AAAAAAAAdEQ/CRioTTFHSrc/s320/scan0019.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got TBG, some new magazines, old comics and and an old (1945) newspaper today. Watched TV and talked on the phone with Terry the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: I still have that newspaper, still wrapped in the same plastic it was wrapped in at The Ohio Bookstore on this date. It's a Detroit newspaper from 1945 reporting extensively on the funeral of President Roosevelt. Historically important and fascinating but there was also an extensive comics section including BATMAN and JOHNNY HAZARD. As you can see from the examples seen here, though, I uh...clipped out the strips.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-4030587532095979847?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4030587532095979847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-february-2nd-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4030587532095979847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4030587532095979847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-february-2nd-1974.html' title='Saturday, February 2nd, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNfbd5gVXg8/TypFDQ0Qp5I/AAAAAAAAdEQ/CRioTTFHSrc/s72-c/scan0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-6898968702004631163</id><published>2012-02-01T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T16:53:28.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, February 1st, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8uW-pv3MemA/TyiNkhRIARI/AAAAAAAAdBg/UwN1HyMzNHI/s1600/Plop1973018_p019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8uW-pv3MemA/TyiNkhRIARI/AAAAAAAAdBg/UwN1HyMzNHI/s400/Plop1973018_p019.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, the first month's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of tests today at school and as usual I passed them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a good deed today helping a man get his car started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I did IT again, too, darn it! DEFINITELY the last time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry got his new TBG so I'm probably going to get mine tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably going to try the movie again, tomorrow, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: As I said, I did not see the movie. As I also said earlier, I just was in no position to accept the concept that masturbation was normal. Those of you who followed me through 1976 last year already know I don't make much progress over the next two years...nor was today "definitely" the last time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TBG was THE BUYER'S GUIDE TO COMIC FANDOM, a weekly newspaper for comics fans and, in those pre-Net days, the ONLY place for relatively up-to-date comics news. It was published by a man named Alan Light who, in retrospect, really wasn't much older than I was at the time. I subscribed regularly from issue 17 in 1972 until sometime in the 1990's and have picked up a number of issues of the now-magazine version, retitled CBG--THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE--since.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-6898968702004631163?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6898968702004631163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-february-1st-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6898968702004631163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6898968702004631163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-february-1st-1974.html' title='Friday, February 1st, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8uW-pv3MemA/TyiNkhRIARI/AAAAAAAAdBg/UwN1HyMzNHI/s72-c/Plop1973018_p019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-6947711837461291856</id><published>2012-01-31T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T00:35:00.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, January 31st, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mUuJVogaxA/TydqhFgerfI/AAAAAAAAc9o/wfm9codsFSw/s1600/thunderfist_poster_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mUuJVogaxA/TydqhFgerfI/AAAAAAAAc9o/wfm9codsFSw/s400/thunderfist_poster_01.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was &amp;nbsp;a very confusing day. I went over to Cincinnati to see the PG-rated THUNDERFIST only to be sent away from the theater! We straightened it out but by that point I didn't want to see the picture...at least not today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic book prices have gone up again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I watched an absolutely fascinating documentary called IN SEARCH OF ANCIENT MYSTERIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: The latter film was a follow-up to Erich Von Daniken's IN SEARCH OF ANCIENT ASTRONAUTS, an exploitative pseudo-documetary based on his surprise bestselling book. &amp;nbsp;When that book and film proved popular, there were suddenly a dozen more in both genres, all pretty cheesy although some were narrated by Rod Serling. Eventually, a popular TV series narrated by Leonard Nimoy, IN SEARCH OF, assumed the same format. Today there are whole cable networks made up of that kind of thing!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think this was comics went from 20 cents to a quarter. They had stayed 10 cents for most of three decades but only by gradually lessening the page count and adding more ads. By the early sixties, there was no more cutting to be done if any story was to be left. So twelve cents for about 8 years, then fifteen, then twenty-five, then back to twenty (long story) and from there up and up and up!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know what the deal was with THUNDERFIST. The lady at the box office at Cincinnati's Grand Theatre refused to let me in without an accompanying adult. I attempted to explain to her (endlessly and loudly) that it wasn't rated R, only PG! She didn't care. Eventually a manager or somebody in charge showed up and said I could go in but by that point I really didn't think I could possibly enjoy it and didn't want them to have my dollar! I never have seen it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-6947711837461291856?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6947711837461291856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-january-31st-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6947711837461291856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6947711837461291856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-january-31st-1974.html' title='Thursday, January 31st, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mUuJVogaxA/TydqhFgerfI/AAAAAAAAc9o/wfm9codsFSw/s72-c/thunderfist_poster_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-4746072804605840696</id><published>2012-01-30T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T00:16:00.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, January 30th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKwU9DMLtAI/TyYbkmZmJVI/AAAAAAAAc6Y/oVvzpPU7-8E/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-01-29+at+11.24.22+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKwU9DMLtAI/TyYbkmZmJVI/AAAAAAAAc6Y/oVvzpPU7-8E/s400/Screen+shot+2012-01-29+at+11.24.22+PM.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was a good day at school and everywhere else. Miss Williams was back, the weather was nicer, I read AMBLER in the GAZETTE and when I got home I destroyed the few pics I had kept yesterday so there's just no way I will be tempted now! If I haven't solved the problem now then I never can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Miss Williams was my home room teacher in the 9th Grade. She had been my music teacher in the 7th Grade under her married name but had since gotten a divorce. My friend from grade school, Artie, was in my class for the first time in a couple of years and we had become sort of her unofficial aides and sidekicks this school year. Since our homeroom was the Music Room, it was huge compared to all the other, normal sized and cluttered classrooms. WE even had a piano we could noodle around on before the bell! When I think of my Junior High School experiences, there were few positive highlights but having Miss Williams for homeroom that year was definitely one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;AMBLER was a short-lived newspaper comic strip by an artist named Doug Wildey. It had never been in out local newspapers so it was new to me in THE MENOMONEE FALLS GAZETTE. It was about a sensitive rock star trying to find himself in "today's" world. The art was the highlight. Wildey, credited with creating TV's JONNY QUEST, had a wonderful realistic style that clearly used lots of real-life photo-reference but better than most who did so. He would later be known for his painted western graphic novels.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-4746072804605840696?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4746072804605840696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-january-30th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4746072804605840696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4746072804605840696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-january-30th-1974.html' title='Wednesday, January 30th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKwU9DMLtAI/TyYbkmZmJVI/AAAAAAAAc6Y/oVvzpPU7-8E/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-01-29+at+11.24.22+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-2242854697043191764</id><published>2012-01-29T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T17:15:44.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>***EXTRA*** Movies I Saw in 1974-Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qxW9XpfnfdE/TyXEWIXCbQI/AAAAAAAAc28/zkOhiBNX-Kw/s1600/00goldenvoyageofsinbados.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qxW9XpfnfdE/TyXEWIXCbQI/AAAAAAAAc28/zkOhiBNX-Kw/s400/00goldenvoyageofsinbados.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11--SNOWBALL EXPRESS--I love a movie with a good snow scene and this movie IS a good snow scene! Many dislike the live-action Disney comedies but I loved them. This one, like so many, features Dean Jones (who would call me on the phone once in the nineties), Kathleen Cody (whom I crushed on on DARK SHADOWS and have recently exchanged emails with online) and the underrated Michael McGreevey, now a Facebook friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12--THE WORLD'S GREATEST ATHLETE--This one wasn't as good. Jan-Michael Vincent as a jungle boy brought to the big city.The fun trivia here is that his true love is played by Dayle Haddon who went on to a career of softcore European sex films before settling into a lucrative position as a make-up spokesperson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13--DR. NO--I convinced my Dad to go with me to THE EXORCIST but we got tired of waiting on the bus so we decided to walk half a block to a theater showing Sean Connery's first and (then) last Bond films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1B1onNFN4w/TyXETRqvtyI/AAAAAAAAc2s/73pwJKfPvLE/s1600/437064.1020.a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1B1onNFN4w/TyXETRqvtyI/AAAAAAAAc2s/73pwJKfPvLE/s640/437064.1020.a.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;14--DIAMONDS ARE FOREVER--This was the first Bond film I had ever seen and remains a favorite in spite of its vague nods to camp and Connery's bad wig. It was the 2nd feature that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15--THE GOLDEN VOYAGE OF SINBAD--Terry and I took the bus out to the Tri-County Mall. The ad in the paper said the new theater we were going to was "Near Tri-County Mall." Note--"NEAR" is a relative term. It would have been 5 minutes away if we had had a car but we were 15. For us it was a 90 minute hike on a hot, hot day! And then another one back later! The movie, with Harryhausen special effects and Caroline Munro, was great but still makes me sweat thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16--SPYS--I saw stars Elliot Gould and Donald Sutherland on a rather anarchic episode of Phil Donahue's talk show and decided then and there to see this movie...which was nowhere near as fun as SUTherland and Gould on DONAHUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17--MY NAME IS NOBODY--My favorite spaghetti western, atypical as it may be! My dad and I saw it twice at the Skywalk. Terrence "Trinity" Hill in an iconic role with Henry Fonda in a surprisingly nuanced performance and a great ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18--THUNDERBOLT &amp;amp; LIGHTFOOT--As I've said, I was a big Eastwood fan by this point. But I hated this. Clint and Jeff Bridges as violent ant-heroes in Michael Cimino's excesses that just left me feeling yuck. Many love it, I know. I'm not one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19--THE EXORCIST--Finally! By the time I saw the picture it was at that stage where it couldn't possibly live up to its hype. I liked it. I had already read the Making of book though so I knew what to expect and how it was all done. My main reason for seeing it was to see Linda Blair's award-winning performance...which was kind of messed up for me by the make-up and vomiting. My Mom ended up going with me!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;20--HERBIE RIDES AGAIN--One of my least favorite Disney films and I had to take two buses to get to it! Stefanie Powers was in it so I felt I had to go but beyond that I was disappointed all around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-2242854697043191764?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2242854697043191764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/extra-movies-i-saw-in-1974-part-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2242854697043191764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2242854697043191764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/extra-movies-i-saw-in-1974-part-two.html' title='***EXTRA*** Movies I Saw in 1974-Part Two'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qxW9XpfnfdE/TyXEWIXCbQI/AAAAAAAAc28/zkOhiBNX-Kw/s72-c/00goldenvoyageofsinbados.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-2014052614468940734</id><published>2012-01-29T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T00:11:00.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, January 29th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ihnc4txB0Yk/TySxDkimH7I/AAAAAAAAcz8/BQlYXVd9NfQ/s1600/Anomaly4-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ihnc4txB0Yk/TySxDkimH7I/AAAAAAAAcz8/BQlYXVd9NfQ/s400/Anomaly4-01.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made it to school today after all and almost everything went fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT again! I went ahead and destroyed everything associated with it except for a few photos I tore out and a couple of comics. And to think, I wasn't going to do it at ALL this year. Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Yeah, I was willing to destroy the comparatively expensive mags but the comics--most likely undergrounds in this case--were safe. I had been buying undergrounds since I was 13 as the guys at what passed for the local "head shop" in downtown Cincinnati had decided I seemed more mature than some of their older customers! I appreciated comix for their freedoms, their politics, their unique art styles, their original thoughts and, of course, their dirty pictures! I wasn't really into Robert Crumb's, though, which is odd as Crumb was a major influence on my own style of art when I drew cityscapes and such in art class. &amp;nbsp;I loved Corben, though (seen here), along with Bode, Rand Holmes, Jay Lynch, Skip Williamson (now a Facebook friend) and later Gilbert Shelton, Fred Schrier, Larry Welz and Dave Sheridan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-2014052614468940734?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2014052614468940734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-january-29th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2014052614468940734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2014052614468940734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-january-29th-1974.html' title='Tuesday, January 29th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ihnc4txB0Yk/TySxDkimH7I/AAAAAAAAcz8/BQlYXVd9NfQ/s72-c/Anomaly4-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-8955267402383306790</id><published>2012-01-28T00:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T00:48:00.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, January 28th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-32ND8nhEITI/TyNjJUf5AeI/AAAAAAAAcvM/tVKHmW3L5hc/s1600/Postern_of_Fate_First_Edition_Cover_1973.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-32ND8nhEITI/TyNjJUf5AeI/AAAAAAAAcvM/tVKHmW3L5hc/s400/Postern_of_Fate_First_Edition_Cover_1973.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doug was finally back in school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt much worse with my cold but went anyway. May not be able to make it tomorrow, though. Too sick to feel like writing much here, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Nothing really to comment on here so lets take a look at the NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLERS in Fiction for this week in 1974, just for a little perspective. Even though I was a big book reader by this point, I stuck mainly to classics, science fiction or mysteries. I never read any of these Bestsellers. In fact, in spite of two and a half decades selling books, I've only ever heard of seven of them and only two of those continued to sell for any length of time after I entered the field.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1-BURR- by Gore Vidal--One of a number of historical epics penned by the controversial author of MYRA BRECKINRIDGE (a book I HAD read by that point!), this tells the fictionalized story of the much maligned Aaron Burr, former Vice President and alleged traitor to the US.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2-THE HONORARY CONSUL- by Graham Greene--Graham Greene published many novels of spies, political intrigue and espionage but this one about kidnapping in South America wasn't one of the most memorable. It was made into a big budget but equally unmemorable film a decade later with Michael Caine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3-COME NINEVAH, COME TYRE- by Allen Drury According to Wikipedia, this political novel by Pulitzer-winning right wing author Drury is a sequel to an unpublished alternative outcome of an earlier novel. Alrighty, then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;4-THEOPHILUS NORTH- by Thornton Wilder--This was the last published work by Thornton Wilder, whose plays OUR TOWN and THE SKIN OF OUR TEETH we would read in English class in a year or so. Again made into a later film, MR. NORTH, of which I haven't the slightest memory. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;5-POSTERN OF FATE- by Agatha Christie--This is the final novel written by the great mystery writer, although not the last to be published. It features her detective characters Tommy and Tupppence, now aged an retired but still solving mysteries. Among Christie fans, it is rarely a favorite.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;6-THE HOLLOW HILLS-by Mary Stewart--Actually written in 1970 but unpublished until '73, this is one of a series of books by the author giving depth to a fictional history of King Arthur. It was later to be taught in schools &amp;nbsp;(at least around here) and remained in demand as a fantasy genre title up through the 1990's.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;7-BEAULAH LAND-by Lonnie Coleman--This was the first of a Civil War-related trilogy and was done up as a mini-series at the end of the decade but left the shelves after the author's death in 1982.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;8-THE SALAMANDER-by Morris West--Even the Internet seems a little vague but this one is something about violent Italian political struggles by the author of SHOES OF THE FISHERMAN.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;9-THE FIRST DEADLY SIN- by Lawrence Sanders Sanders books remain popular even today, continued by other hands after the author's passing. This one is a serious police drama that would later provide Frank Sinatra with his final starring film role.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;10-NICKEL MOUNTAIN- by John Gardner--The author's GRENDEL was perennially stocked in my stores but this one was forgotten. It's a slice-of-life about a middle-aged man marrying his pregnant teenage employee. Once again, there was a movie version but no one seems to have seen it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-8955267402383306790?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8955267402383306790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-january-28th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8955267402383306790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8955267402383306790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-january-28th-1974.html' title='Monday, January 28th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-32ND8nhEITI/TyNjJUf5AeI/AAAAAAAAcvM/tVKHmW3L5hc/s72-c/Postern_of_Fate_First_Edition_Cover_1973.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-1404356888710165474</id><published>2012-01-27T00:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T00:09:00.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, January 27th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9YYQgjL0y80/TyH_kI5TI_I/AAAAAAAAcq8/Zd-psOXjHBc/s1600/Linda_Blair_s_moment.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9YYQgjL0y80/TyH_kI5TI_I/AAAAAAAAcq8/Zd-psOXjHBc/s320/Linda_Blair_s_moment.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Sunday. I worked on my scrapbook some, watched a couple of Frankenstein movies and IT happened yet again. I went ahead and destroyed one of the mags like I said I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the Golden Globe Awards tonight and got one of the nicest surprises I've had so far this year when Linda Blair, the lovely young actress from Warner Brothers' EXORCIST film, cried and cried when she won the Best Supporting Actress award. Afterwards I watched a late special on exorcism so I didn't get to sleep until nearly 2 AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also caught a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: This was the first year I ever really paid any attention to the Golden Globe Awards. Since Linda won here and later lost at the Oscars, I actually preferred the GG's for the next few years. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-1404356888710165474?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1404356888710165474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-january-27th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1404356888710165474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1404356888710165474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-january-27th-1974.html' title='Sunday, January 27th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9YYQgjL0y80/TyH_kI5TI_I/AAAAAAAAcq8/Zd-psOXjHBc/s72-c/Linda_Blair_s_moment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-6538378026618081238</id><published>2012-01-26T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:22:00.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, , January 26th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DcCTuTwyCpY/TyCeFQPw85I/AAAAAAAAcow/dmIkXtVZxe8/s1600/3289edf2-aacb-4a3d-a39e-9c52a7756fdc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DcCTuTwyCpY/TyCeFQPw85I/AAAAAAAAcow/dmIkXtVZxe8/s400/3289edf2-aacb-4a3d-a39e-9c52a7756fdc.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It rained pretty hard all day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the big BATMAN book and some great issues of the GAZETTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry came over early and that pretty much took up my whole day, though. Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: DC Comics had a popular series of extra-large comic books in the seventies. Some were facsimile reprints of entire classic Golden Age issues. Others were all-new, super-length specials. Overall, though, these were the seventies version of the classic Silver Age 80 Page Giants, reprinting vintage material. Seen here is the BATMAN volume that I purchased on this date in January of '74, complete with an absolutely striking Neal Adams cover.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-6538378026618081238?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6538378026618081238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturday-january-26th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6538378026618081238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6538378026618081238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturday-january-26th-1974.html' title='Saturday, , January 26th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DcCTuTwyCpY/TyCeFQPw85I/AAAAAAAAcow/dmIkXtVZxe8/s72-c/3289edf2-aacb-4a3d-a39e-9c52a7756fdc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-3145698613216377343</id><published>2012-01-25T00:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T00:25:00.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, January 25th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J-d7f4UA3HE/Tx9jAgrqwaI/AAAAAAAAcjo/jW2IuhKuKrI/s1600/geuu_01_img0142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J-d7f4UA3HE/Tx9jAgrqwaI/AAAAAAAAcjo/jW2IuhKuKrI/s320/geuu_01_img0142.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was a terrible school day! Thank goodness it's Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry told me about a special EXORCIST review coming up Sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Okay, here we have the first mention of THE EXORCIST. As a horror movie buff, I naturally had some interest. But my main interest in it was...Linda Blair. Stay tuned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-3145698613216377343?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3145698613216377343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-january-25th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3145698613216377343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/3145698613216377343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-january-25th-1974.html' title='Friday, January 25th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J-d7f4UA3HE/Tx9jAgrqwaI/AAAAAAAAcjo/jW2IuhKuKrI/s72-c/geuu_01_img0142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-8708812685507873476</id><published>2012-01-24T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T00:49:00.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, January 24th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROjHMuudRT4/Tx4hu0AoxgI/AAAAAAAAcec/_2PfVdIZJlM/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-01-23+at+10.07.14+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROjHMuudRT4/Tx4hu0AoxgI/AAAAAAAAcec/_2PfVdIZJlM/s320/Screen+shot+2012-01-23+at+10.07.14+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Things went well at school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did IT again tonight but I'm not worried. I stocked the problem away. Can't get to it anymore. And if I do, it'll be really hard to stock away like this again so I hope I don't have to worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good TV tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Whatever dirty mags I was hiding away, I seemed to be laboring under the false impression that they were what was causing the "problem." I was a 15 year old boy. I didn't need anything but hormones and imagination. I think I was trying to pass teh guilt I was feeling off on something else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;On Thursday nights in January of '74, we were consistent in that the family watched THE WALTONS. KUNG-FU and THE STREETS OF SAN FRANCISCO. All three series were above average for the seventies TV dramas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Years later, KUNG-FU star David Carradine's death was allegedly due to an extreme form of IT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-8708812685507873476?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8708812685507873476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-january-24th-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8708812685507873476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8708812685507873476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-january-24th-1974.html' title='Thursday, January 24th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROjHMuudRT4/Tx4hu0AoxgI/AAAAAAAAcec/_2PfVdIZJlM/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-01-23+at+10.07.14+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-4038687623118978283</id><published>2012-01-23T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T00:15:00.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, January 23rd, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Gt0Llr2SgM/TxzFuFcqbHI/AAAAAAAAcZc/cLFvITfx8zw/s1600/bruce-lee-03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Gt0Llr2SgM/TxzFuFcqbHI/AAAAAAAAcZc/cLFvITfx8zw/s400/bruce-lee-03.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I began writing a STAR TREK story at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new TBG came today. There were quite a few (small) pics of Bruce Lee in it. I cut them out and put them in my scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: I had been a Bruce Lee fan since THE GREEN HORNET in 1967. My family would almost always do our weekly grocery shopping on the night the show aired so I'd be lucky if we got home in time to see it all! I followed him in his guest spots on BLONDIE and HERE COME THE BRIDES as well as his semi-regular appearances on LONGSTREET, essentially playing himself. When the earliest movies of the Kung-Fu craze began in 1973, I had no idea he had starred in any! Then I saw a magazine article about ENTER THE DRAGON and was actually able to see it at a sneak preview in July of '73...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;a week before Bruce's untimely death.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As far as STAR TREK had only recently become a big fan as the reruns propelled the series at warp speed into the phenomenon it became. The story I started writing that day, MISSION TO MENTHOS, would turn out to be the longest fiction I had written to date. I still have it. With a few more adjectives and some better comma usage it wouldn't be all that bad!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-4038687623118978283?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4038687623118978283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-january-23rd-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4038687623118978283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4038687623118978283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-january-23rd-1974.html' title='Wednesday, January 23rd, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Gt0Llr2SgM/TxzFuFcqbHI/AAAAAAAAcZc/cLFvITfx8zw/s72-c/bruce-lee-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-8407653709783144763</id><published>2012-01-22T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:10:00.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, January 22nd, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc1IZ07q5gI/Txtv15PamoI/AAAAAAAAcUU/oGMe3GhqH78/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-01-21+at+9.08.55+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc1IZ07q5gI/Txtv15PamoI/AAAAAAAAcUU/oGMe3GhqH78/s400/Screen+shot+2012-01-21+at+9.08.55+PM.png" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am, again--the Television Freak. Except for a slightly hectic day at school and a short but profitable (possessions-wise) trip across the river later, that's all I did was watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also did write my pen-pal letter and paid my Post bill by mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Not sure why I considered it "my" Post bill. THE POST was the local evening newspaper at the time which we had always gotten. Later, we started getting THE ENQUIRER, Cincinnati's morning newspaper, pretty much exclusively so I could collect the SPIDER-MAN newspaper strip. So I can see where I would have considered THE ENQUIRER as "my" paper but THE POST? Don't know.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE CINCINNATI POST (and its special edition, THE KENTUCKY POST) went Internet only a few years back and THE ENQUIRER has shrunken so much that I almost cry to hold a copy anymore...which I rarely do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of my new favorite shows on TV at that time, airing on Tuesday evenings, was HAPPY DAYS. The now-classic sitcom of fifties life starring Ron Howard and Henry Winkler had premiered on January 15th as a mid-season replacement so this was only the second episode. I'm not even sure The Fonz was IN the second episode! HAPPY DAYS, would, of course, run 11 seasons and literally define the term, "jumping the shark."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-8407653709783144763?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8407653709783144763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-january-22nd-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8407653709783144763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8407653709783144763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-january-22nd-1974.html' title='Tuesday, January 22nd, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc1IZ07q5gI/Txtv15PamoI/AAAAAAAAcUU/oGMe3GhqH78/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-01-21+at+9.08.55+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-4769559916742959768</id><published>2012-01-21T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T07:56:07.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>***EXTRA***Movies I Saw in 1974--Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9N6prR2XYg/Txq1pWlv69I/AAAAAAAAcRE/FR2sWRkUgyQ/s1600/203138.1020.A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9N6prR2XYg/Txq1pWlv69I/AAAAAAAAcRE/FR2sWRkUgyQ/s400/203138.1020.A.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I saw a total of 59 movies in theaters in 1974, even though I didn't catch my first one until halfway through February. In 2012 dollars, that would be more than 700 smackers but in 1975, when movies were still a buck if you caught them at the right time--and only 2 or 3 when you didn't--it was probably less than 100 dollars!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here, in the first of six installments, is the full list of films I paid to see last year. Even in a perfect world where I had plenty of money, I doubt there were more than a dozen films I would have wanted to see in 2011. I actually saw only two last year...and someone else paid for one of those.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1--MAGNUM FORCE--Feb 18th, Times Towne Cinema--I became a big Eastwood fan after my Dad and I saw a re-release of DIRTY HARRY the year before so we were both naturally excited to see the first sequel MAGNUM FORCE. We went on my Dad's 64th birthday! If anything, I think it's an even better film.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2--BLACK BELT JONES--March 16th, RKO Albee--ENTER THE DRAGON had been my favorite film the year before and with Bruce Lee dead it was presumed co-star Jim Kelly would carry on his film hero legacy. Sadly, he couldn't act and &amp;nbsp;BLACK BELT JONES was no ENTER THE DRAGON.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vhiKS6lGoMg/Txq1o4OosZI/AAAAAAAAcQ8/atWNXfPHFY4/s1600/black_belt_jones_poster_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vhiKS6lGoMg/Txq1o4OosZI/AAAAAAAAcQ8/atWNXfPHFY4/s320/black_belt_jones_poster_01.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3--ZARDOZ--March 23rd, Madison--Sean Connery's infamous diaper-wearing, post-apocalyptic caveman aside, this was a pretty thoughtful sci-fi flick. Since it was rated R, I had to get my Mom to take me. She didn't get it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;4--THE STING--April 13th, the Skywalk--My favorite film of the year and still one of my all-time favorite movies! Newman and Redford, Scott Joplin music, a fun plot, a great ending and a great cast. It would go on to win the Oscar. I went to see it with my friend Arthur. It was the only pic I ever went to see with Arthur for some reason.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;5--STORMY--April 19th, Madison--Wow. I have no memories of this at all nor can I find it listed on IMDB. It says it's about a horse. I'm wondering if it might be the sequel to MISTY OF CHINCOTEAQUE, a book I had enjoyed &amp;nbsp;a few year's earlier. There was a 1930's horse film called STORMY but that wasn't it. No clues, though. Anyone?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTBneLjur28/Txq1qB77xbI/AAAAAAAAcRU/E3EIbZccNek/s1600/MPW-52475.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTBneLjur28/Txq1qB77xbI/AAAAAAAAcRU/E3EIbZccNek/s320/MPW-52475.jpeg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;6--ALICE IN WONDERLAND--April 19th, Madison--This was the Disney film. It had been a favorite the first time I saw it as a kid so I was anxious to see it again. It remains a Disney favorite to thus day and probably my favorite version of one of my favorite stories.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;7--McQ--April 21st, Ludlow--John Wayne was a favorite of my dad's so we saw a lot of his pictures on television when I was growing up &amp;nbsp;and he became a favorite of mine. also. Wayne had reportedly turned down the role of DIRTY HARRY but then surprisingly took this lower-budget cop actioner that looks like a bit of a rip-off of the Eastwood film character.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;8--THE POSEIDON ADVENTURE--April 27th, RKO International '70--This was a re-release when I caught it here for the first time. As disaster films go, it's one of the best...period. The top-notch cast set the standard for these all-star disaster pictures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDITN2rYTYQ/Txq1pybNyUI/AAAAAAAAcRM/BhCM9GvwT0E/s1600/chosen-survivors-movie-poster-1974-1020252547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDITN2rYTYQ/Txq1pybNyUI/AAAAAAAAcRM/BhCM9GvwT0E/s320/chosen-survivors-movie-poster-1974-1020252547.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;9--CHOSEN SURVIVORS--May 26th, Times Towne Cinema--This played more like a TV movie, complete with TV movie cast and a plot about a post-nuclear survival facility plagued by an unplanned for infestation of bats. It was okay...or would have been if it had been a TV movie. On the big screen, it didn't work so much for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;10--SERPICO--May 26th, RKO International '70--I had no intention of seeing this one--seemed too "adult" for my interest. But Al Pacino's charisma came through in the TV commercials and I decided to take a chance. I was surprised how much i enjoyed it!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-4769559916742959768?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4769559916742959768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/extramovies-i-saw-in-1974-part-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4769559916742959768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4769559916742959768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/extramovies-i-saw-in-1974-part-one.html' title='***EXTRA***Movies I Saw in 1974--Part One'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9N6prR2XYg/Txq1pWlv69I/AAAAAAAAcRE/FR2sWRkUgyQ/s72-c/203138.1020.A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-6471659705502001058</id><published>2012-01-21T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T00:07:00.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, January 21st, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YeO0PO2TcjA/TxorY1eFCjI/AAAAAAAAcP8/aiWYZ5NMR54/s1600/rgthj%252C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="89" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YeO0PO2TcjA/TxorY1eFCjI/AAAAAAAAcP8/aiWYZ5NMR54/s320/rgthj%252C.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another schoolday. Mr. Arnzen is still in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was inspired to work on my D.M. story. I was inspired so much, in fact, that I took the pages to school with me even though I ended up NOT having any time to do anything with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Remember how I said I had always wanted to be &amp;nbsp;a writer? Well, I may have still been getting the hang of non-fiction with this journal but I had been writing detective stories for a year or two already! D. M. was a detective character I created. The thing that made him unique was that he was a man who awoke one morning in a strange town where no one knew him and he had no memory of who he was. His pockets had been stripped of all info except for a small, folded piece of paper on which was written the initials, "D" and "M."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In case those of you reading this are too young to remember it, this was in essence the backstory of a short-lived 1967 TV series entitled CORONET BLUE. I recall watching that series but I don't remember if I consciously or unconsciously lifted the idea for my own stories. I wrote--or at least plotted and/or started quite a few of them, though. I found the following list this evening:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DM--SEARCH FOR IDENTITY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1--The Beginning--Jewel Robbery&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2--The Mark of Capricorn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3--Arrows of Death&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;4--The Spawn of Hitler&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;5--Mystery of the Supermen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;6--The Horrible Dr. Dare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;7--A Turn For the Worse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;8--On the Trail of Dr. Dare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;9--The Egyptian Connection&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;10--Angie Dawn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;11--The Doll House&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;12--A Death in the Family&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;13--The Millionaire&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;14--Rock and Roll Revenge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;15--The Death Corporation&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;16--The Executioner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;17--Killer On the Loose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;18--Stranger in My Mind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;19--The Suicide Conspiracy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;20--The Genocide Formula&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;21--Z For Zoo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;22--Sabotage&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;23--Return to Lifetime&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;24--Professional Death&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;25--Last Dance Together&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;26--A Trace of Identity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Looks like a full season of TV episodes, doesn't it? Reading my notes, though, 9 were left completely unwritten, 5 unfinished and 6 in need of revision. I wrote about DM from about 1971 or '72 until 1975. During that time, i also spun off a couple of his supporting characters into their own stories--Angie Dawn and Rick Trace--as well as teamed DM up with my pulpish, two-gunned masked avenger, Nightmare.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I still have most if not all of the DM episodes that I actually finished...and they aren't one bit as interesting as all of the above might make them seem! I had a LOT to learn about writing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-6471659705502001058?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6471659705502001058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-january-21st-1974.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6471659705502001058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6471659705502001058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-january-21st-1974.html' title='Monday, January 21st, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YeO0PO2TcjA/TxorY1eFCjI/AAAAAAAAcP8/aiWYZ5NMR54/s72-c/rgthj%252C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-1307147701529741312</id><published>2012-01-20T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T00:20:00.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, January 20th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b6eShw0IXA4/TxjSsFC7kXI/AAAAAAAAcLI/jkb-GLU88Eg/s1600/pasquales.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b6eShw0IXA4/TxjSsFC7kXI/AAAAAAAAcLI/jkb-GLU88Eg/s1600/pasquales.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, this month's almost over already. Today I was going to write some letters but i didn't get a chance to. Terry came over and we went down to Pasquale's for a pizza. Then we made a neat radio tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I saw Clint Eastwood in FOR A FEW DOLLARS MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did IT again. I've read that it's actually physically harmless but that it can cause emotional harm or even addiction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Okay, now this is odd. My favorite pizza of all time is LaRosa's from here in Cincinnati but when I was growing up, we always got Pasquale's. In fact, the very first prize I ever won was a $5.00 gift certificate from Pasquale's Pizza. They were thin and greasy but tasty. The odd part is that the closet one I remember was at 18th and Madison (a stone's throw from where I'm sitting right now but sadly long gone these several decades). The way this sounds, it was somewhere close enough to walk easily from my house. Hmmm.... I'll have to check with Terry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every town seems to have a Pasquale's by the way, none of them related to the other. The image above is at least the same little guy from "MY" Pasquale's.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ahhh...the radio tapes! I was always fascinated with my cassette recorder. Sometimes when he would come over, I'd put in a 90 minute cassette and we'd basically adlib a radio DJ program complete with a drunken disk jockey (his idea), a straight-laced newsman (me), commercials, bits of records from my collection, sound effects, weather, traffic, guests, etc. We must have done dozens of them but for some reason I only kept one...which I still have. There's no exact date so I don't know but it might be the one we recorded on this date!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-1307147701529741312?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1307147701529741312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-january-20th-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1307147701529741312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1307147701529741312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-january-20th-1974.html' title='Sunday, January 20th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b6eShw0IXA4/TxjSsFC7kXI/AAAAAAAAcLI/jkb-GLU88Eg/s72-c/pasquales.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-8271486996920589956</id><published>2012-01-19T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T00:19:00.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, January 19th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhlqsU1YcoE/TxeIVFIWJHI/AAAAAAAAcGA/HcTLiVP8fDo/s1600/skyway1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhlqsU1YcoE/TxeIVFIWJHI/AAAAAAAAcGA/HcTLiVP8fDo/s400/skyway1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well I got about six Gazettes. I may order the others at some point. I'm going to have to order something, soon. I really like to get books in the mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent all afternoon reading and then all evening watching television. I watched Stefanie and Bobby on the ABC Suspense Movie and it was marvelous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES: I went through a period of hating to get mail in recent years as so much of it consisted of bills and late notices but I have to admit I still get a thrill when I get a book--mostly review copies these days--brought right to my door.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The movie that aired that night really wasn't that memorable in the long run but it was called SKYWAY TO DEATH. Basically a TV disaster movie, it was highly touted by ABC and then just faded away. "Stefanie" was Stefanie Powers, the first celebrity I ever got an autograph from and "Bobby" was Bobby Sherman, the Justin Bieber of 1970, here in the last moments of his 15 minutes of fame. I had all his records and always enjoyed seeing him on television but after his recording and acting careers dried up for some reason (after about ten years since he started on SHINDIG and guest-starred on shows like HONEY WEST), he became an EMT and a trivia question. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-8271486996920589956?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8271486996920589956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturday-january-19th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8271486996920589956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8271486996920589956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturday-january-19th-1974.html' title='Saturday, January 19th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhlqsU1YcoE/TxeIVFIWJHI/AAAAAAAAcGA/HcTLiVP8fDo/s72-c/skyway1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7231955072001829619</id><published>2012-01-18T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T00:37:00.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, January 18th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdJYhYhyJVk/TxYybuTyWcI/AAAAAAAAcDI/d0svQQuMiuU/s1600/istock-saturday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdJYhYhyJVk/TxYybuTyWcI/AAAAAAAAcDI/d0svQQuMiuU/s320/istock-saturday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Arnzen is in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry says that a couple of the Gazettes are gone already so maybe I can afford what's left tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week's over already, only to be followed by an all-too short weekend and then we start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Mr. Arnzen would turn out to have some major health problems. Not sure if I go into it here in the Journal but let's just say that he sadly doesn't make it out of the school year alive.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I guess during this period where I disliked school, weekends took on an extra meaning to me. Earlier, I loved the weekdays just as much and later on, as an adult, I actually worked nearly every Saturday and many Sundays for about a decade. These days, they're still nothing special but, for a time in the seventies, I loved my Saturdays!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7231955072001829619?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7231955072001829619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-january-18th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7231955072001829619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7231955072001829619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-january-18th-1974.html' title='Friday, January 18th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdJYhYhyJVk/TxYybuTyWcI/AAAAAAAAcDI/d0svQQuMiuU/s72-c/istock-saturday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-2091984975557293153</id><published>2012-01-17T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T00:04:00.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, January 17th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-evbD2qRL5AA/TxT3ByQ4yGI/AAAAAAAAcAI/2AL48--SCa0/s1600/51CG0mOnPWL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-evbD2qRL5AA/TxT3ByQ4yGI/AAAAAAAAcAI/2AL48--SCa0/s400/51CG0mOnPWL.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two days into the second semester and already the Health teacher is absent! Not that I really cared. Gave me a chance to finish my Algebra and also my book report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest problem right now seems to be that there are 11 issues of THE GAZETTE at Kidd's that at the moment I can't afford. I sure hope something turns up soon in that area before I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug called again tonight. Since he was released from the hospital last Friday, he's called almost every night. Just like old times. I'm glad he's all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES: This was Algebra 1 I had this year and I loved it. I had never been big n Math but I really liked Algebra. Later, in high school, Algebra 2 would not be as simple to me. &amp;nbsp;Luckily, my son is a math expert all around. He took online calculus classes last summer...for fun.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I dearly loved THE MENOMONEE FALLS GAZETTE &amp;nbsp;(a whole newspaper of nothing but comic strips!) but the issues were nightmarish to store after they started building up. In the latter days of my 1976 Journal, it was these issues that I was cutting comic strips from!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-2091984975557293153?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2091984975557293153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-january-17th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2091984975557293153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2091984975557293153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-january-17th-1974.html' title='Thursday, January 17th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-evbD2qRL5AA/TxT3ByQ4yGI/AAAAAAAAcAI/2AL48--SCa0/s72-c/51CG0mOnPWL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-1609347874816221397</id><published>2012-01-16T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T00:58:00.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, January 16th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uUIk1qaPR4I/TxN4LV7RWBI/AAAAAAAAb6g/NPeRySeKChU/s1600/sex-ed351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uUIk1qaPR4I/TxN4LV7RWBI/AAAAAAAAb6g/NPeRySeKChU/s320/sex-ed351.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I found out Health class is not gonna be as easy as I thought because they teach you--very frankly--about sex! And that's the one subject I really don't want to get any more interested in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry came over about 5 and showed me some more Golden Age comics he bought over the river. Then we almost got into a fight but everything turned out okay, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, today wasn't a very good day except for the weather which, for a change, was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: The main reason, of course, that I was against sex was that I wasn't having any. I was absolutely fascinated by it on the one hand (no pun intended) and yet so afraid it would never apply to me. Not sure why a sex ed class made me nervous at this point as we had sort of had one two years earlier. It was called "Safety"class and we had it twice a week, alternating with PE on the other days. The gym teacher taught it, it was all guys and it was, frank language and all, a sex education class. In fact, it's where I actually learned the meaning of the dreaded "F" word. I was, by that point, familiar with the act but had never made the connection with the term!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-1609347874816221397?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1609347874816221397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-january-16th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1609347874816221397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1609347874816221397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-january-16th-1974.html' title='Wednesday, January 16th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uUIk1qaPR4I/TxN4LV7RWBI/AAAAAAAAb6g/NPeRySeKChU/s72-c/sex-ed351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-4148239184772551439</id><published>2012-01-16T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T00:09:11.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>****EXTRA****January, 1974 Number One Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y8NCa60cYOk/TxOwc-6GcJI/AAAAAAAAb9g/o6-HR2cvhhE/s1600/5115585.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y8NCa60cYOk/TxOwc-6GcJI/AAAAAAAAb9g/o6-HR2cvhhE/s400/5115585.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The following songs topped the BILLBOARD charts during the first month of 1974:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TIME IN A BOTTLE-Jim Croce&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A beautiful ballad from Jim Croce, the artist&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;originally&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;known more for his novelty numbers such as BAD, BAD LEROY BROWN and YOU DON'T MESS AROUND WITH JIM. Sadly, this was one of several posthumous singles, released only months after the singer's late Summer, '73 death in a &amp;nbsp;plane crash.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ic0ze-qb_Vg/TxOwZHGCOmI/AAAAAAAAb9Q/VfLsvkbroIc/s1600/220px-Steve_Miller_Band_The_Joker_1973_single_cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ic0ze-qb_Vg/TxOwZHGCOmI/AAAAAAAAb9Q/VfLsvkbroIc/s400/220px-Steve_Miller_Band_The_Joker_1973_single_cover.jpg" width="396" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE JOKER-The Steve Miller Band&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Steve Miller band had been around for a number of years by this point but I had never heard of them. Thus the fact that this is a pretentious, self-referential number had no impact on me at all. Just seemed egotistical from someone who, to me, was a nobody. That said, as Mr. Miller and his band developed an impressive array of hits throughout the remainder of the seventies, I did eventually become a fan...but still not of this song.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cT35r6cGBJo/TxOwa5XfCzI/AAAAAAAAb9Y/wjrBHeYYixs/s1600/20500330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cT35r6cGBJo/TxOwa5XfCzI/AAAAAAAAb9Y/wjrBHeYYixs/s400/20500330.jpg" width="396" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SHOW AND TELL-Al Wilson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wilson had had a minor hit with THE SNAKE in 1968, a song I heard often on the radio in those days but didn't like. This song, SHOW AND TELL, had originally been recorded by Johnny Mathis but it was Al's version that became a hit and still is heard today from time to time. He never duplicated its success. Al Wilson died in 2008.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoXmPX5Cx14/TxOwXdHZZvI/AAAAAAAAb9I/WkJb9z8TsEg/s1600/sa02301a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoXmPX5Cx14/TxOwXdHZZvI/AAAAAAAAb9I/WkJb9z8TsEg/s400/sa02301a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOU'RE SIXTEEN-Ringo Starr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A single off Mr. Starkey's sorta-kinda Beatles reunion album, RINGO, this catchy number had been a hit back in 1960 for Johnny Burnette. Written by Disney's favorite songwriters, the Sherman Brothers, the recording featured vocals by Ringo and Harry Nilsson (with McCartney on kazoo!). Here in 2012, it remains a staple of Ringo's concerts but comes across as more than a little weird to have a seventy one year old singing about his underage sweetheart!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-4148239184772551439?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4148239184772551439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/extrajanuary-1974-number-one-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4148239184772551439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/4148239184772551439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/extrajanuary-1974-number-one-songs.html' title='****EXTRA****January, 1974 Number One Songs'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y8NCa60cYOk/TxOwc-6GcJI/AAAAAAAAb9g/o6-HR2cvhhE/s72-c/5115585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-752210438735312793</id><published>2012-01-15T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:52:00.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, January 15th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vncG71OvCFM/TxInXovqyyI/AAAAAAAAb4s/xvEQO1ymhiU/s1600/41oFsS8xKTL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vncG71OvCFM/TxInXovqyyI/AAAAAAAAb4s/xvEQO1ymhiU/s1600/41oFsS8xKTL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I answered my pen-pal letter this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the day, I started Health class at school, the first day of the second semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seemed like early Spring to me and that got me thinking about Debbie, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read THE SANDY DUNCAN STORY today for my English book report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: My pen-pal was relatively recent at this point, a Japanese girl my age named Yoshiko. We would correspond for about 5 years.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sandy Duncan is sadly pretty much a trivia question, today, but she was a fun actress/comedienne in the early seventies whose rising star was shot down by surgery that left her blind in one eye and caused her hit sitcom, FUNNY FACE, &amp;nbsp;to be put on hold. When it returned, it was completely revamped but never quite as popular. She stayed in the public eye for the remainder of the decade, her most notable role being as PETER PAN onstage. The book I read was found on the shelf in English class and was by &amp;nbsp;Rochelle Reed. Seen above, should you be interested, copies can be had for a penny via Amazon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-752210438735312793?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/752210438735312793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-january-15th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/752210438735312793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/752210438735312793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-january-15th-1974.html' title='Tuesday, January 15th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vncG71OvCFM/TxInXovqyyI/AAAAAAAAb4s/xvEQO1ymhiU/s72-c/41oFsS8xKTL._SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-2496205510436138273</id><published>2012-01-14T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T00:52:00.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, January 14th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHLiCv81bos/TxDxHwTVpDI/AAAAAAAAb0s/Ls9N0YHbLAk/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-01-13+at+10.05.33+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHLiCv81bos/TxDxHwTVpDI/AAAAAAAAb0s/Ls9N0YHbLAk/s320/Screen+shot+2012-01-13+at+10.05.33+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I did get back to the Ohio Book Store today and I picked up two more great ones! WHIZ and ALL-AMERICAN! 1948 and 1949.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also did IT twice, though, but I'm getting over it. If it happens again I think I'll have to get rid of my mag collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Readers of my 1976 Journal will recall that I never had trouble buying dirty mags. The other kids at school made fun of the fact that I was prematurely greying but I always credited that with why I was never carded at all. Not once. Ever. Ha. Ha. Ha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seen above are the two comics I bought this time. I love the Golden Age CAPTAIN MARVEL, arguably the closest thing to a perfect comic book series. And ALL-AMERICAN starred GREEN LANTERN, my favorite of the 1940's DC characters (as seen in the JSA revivals I had loved since '66). The issue I bought here, though, # 100, was a sign of the times in that it cover-featured the debut of cowboy JOHNNY THUNDER who would quickly take over the title as GL disappeared for about 15 years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-2496205510436138273?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2496205510436138273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-january-14th-1974.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2496205510436138273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2496205510436138273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-january-14th-1974.html' title='Monday, January 14th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHLiCv81bos/TxDxHwTVpDI/AAAAAAAAb0s/Ls9N0YHbLAk/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-01-13+at+10.05.33+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-1519747222342118279</id><published>2012-01-13T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T00:50:00.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, January 13th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L39kX2vsYCo/Tw-EEeS8h_I/AAAAAAAAbuk/4aIqsOBwIns/s1600/281px-The_Making_of_Star_Trek%252C_Ballantine_10th.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L39kX2vsYCo/Tw-EEeS8h_I/AAAAAAAAbuk/4aIqsOBwIns/s320/281px-The_Making_of_Star_Trek%252C_Ballantine_10th.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another boring Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally started reading my birthday present, THE MAKING OF STAR TREK and that's about all I ended up doing once I got into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: In the sixties, I only got to watch STAR TREK occasionally as, for much of its original run, it was opposite GOMER PYLE, USMC, one of my parents' favorite comedies. Sometimes I'd catch the last half of an episode.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the early seventies, however, the series became much more popular in syndicated reruns then it had been on the network and I managed to catch all of the episodes eventually. &amp;nbsp;As stated above, my birthday present that year (presumably from my parents) was THE MAKING OF STAR TREK, a paperback edition of the 1968 book by Gene Roddenberry and Stephen Whitfield...or at least that's what I thought at the time. It came out in time that author Stephen POE had written the book with NO contributions form Roddenberry, although Roddenberry's name went on it to give it some credibility and Gene collected all the royalties from the book. &amp;nbsp;For quite some time it was the ONLY book on STAR TREK but, I believe, by this point I had already read David Gerrold's THE WORLD OF STAR TEK.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-1519747222342118279?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1519747222342118279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-january-13th-1974.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1519747222342118279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1519747222342118279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-january-13th-1974.html' title='Sunday, January 13th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L39kX2vsYCo/Tw-EEeS8h_I/AAAAAAAAbuk/4aIqsOBwIns/s72-c/281px-The_Making_of_Star_Trek%252C_Ballantine_10th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-2935444981684948585</id><published>2012-01-12T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T00:21:01.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, January 12th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cx5kKSj_asA/Tw4zGP3EEOI/AAAAAAAAbpw/cI3w6FUFszE/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-01-11+at+8.10.21+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cx5kKSj_asA/Tw4zGP3EEOI/AAAAAAAAbpw/cI3w6FUFszE/s320/Screen+shot+2012-01-11+at+8.10.21+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Terry and I came across a great collection of Golden Age comic books and although I could only afford a couple, they were really good ones! I may be able to make it back Monday and get a couple more before they sell out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: I had been collecting comic books for eight years by this point but I had never actually owned a Golden Age comic book from the 1940's. The earliest comics I had to that point were late fifties monster comics from Atlas, picked up as nickel back issues in sordid little junk shops that came and went over the years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today, Terry and I made one of our regular stops at Cincinnati's Ohio Book Store and they had just received a shipment of 1940's comic books. They had only recently started dealing with anything related to comics and weren't quite sure what to do with these comics. Most of them they priced between $5.00 and $15.00 in spite of condition. That was a small fortune to my mind at that time! But I had ten bucks that day so I bought two comic books.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanted to get at least one comic featuring characters I had heard about but really didn't know and I wanted to get one featuring favorite characters in ways I had never seen them. So I got the two comics you see above--FIGHTING YANK, which I had only ever read about, and SENSATION COMICS featuring Wonder Woman.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Ohio Book Store would soon begin actually calling Terry and I whenever they got new shipments of Golden Age comics in! I've learned recently that they did the same for several other collectors.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-2935444981684948585?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2935444981684948585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturday-january-12th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2935444981684948585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/2935444981684948585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturday-january-12th-1974.html' title='Saturday, January 12th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cx5kKSj_asA/Tw4zGP3EEOI/AAAAAAAAbpw/cI3w6FUFszE/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-01-11+at+8.10.21+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7170099165726662376</id><published>2012-01-11T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T00:50:00.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, January 11th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ry0DgyAnh7Q/TwzuxLeNX1I/AAAAAAAAbh8/jfkVjUaeHPw/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-01-10+at+9.06.42+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ry0DgyAnh7Q/TwzuxLeNX1I/AAAAAAAAbh8/jfkVjUaeHPw/s320/Screen+shot+2012-01-10+at+9.06.42+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, today was a nice day.The weather turned better and I made it to school. On time even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry called off our deal as I expected he would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I return to Cincy. Picked up some new comics tonight at Scroggins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Around 1969, I discovered Scroggin's Confectionary, a crowded little store about 5 blocks from the main downtown area of Covington. They had more comic books than any of the other drugstores and dimestores and supermarkets where I'd been buying them up to that point. It was run by a woman who, I'm told, had a reputation &amp;nbsp;for grouchiness and supposedly didn't like kids. She always seemed to like me, though, and at times even gave me free comic books if I didn't have enough money!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eventually Scroggins became the regular part of my route until I started to go into Cincinnati more often. For several years it was made even better because it was directly across the street from a junk shop that tended to get the absolute best selection of older, used comics in town...for a nickel!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7170099165726662376?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7170099165726662376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-january-11th-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7170099165726662376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7170099165726662376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-january-11th-1974.html' title='Friday, January 11th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ry0DgyAnh7Q/TwzuxLeNX1I/AAAAAAAAbh8/jfkVjUaeHPw/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-01-10+at+9.06.42+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-8488917277029864922</id><published>2012-01-10T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T00:25:24.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, January 10th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JxYbf263qKo/TwvLq51Ma6I/AAAAAAAAbhM/9Vm-eoZIWI0/s1600/slazenger-pro-jockstrap__69927_zoom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JxYbf263qKo/TwvLq51Ma6I/AAAAAAAAbhM/9Vm-eoZIWI0/s1600/slazenger-pro-jockstrap__69927_zoom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because of the weather again, I went to school a couple hours late today but I really didn't mind much. That meant I missed gym class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry and I today began a race to see who can write down the most comic book titles by Midnight Sunday! The prize is something I have just got to win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: I was never good at gym class. It wasn't even so much that I wasn't the athletic type. It was more the motion-sickness issue. For my entire life, I would get extremely nauseated and dizzy just from looking from side to side too fast, let alone actually moving. I couldn't ride in a bus or car without some issues and amusement park rides were out of the question. Period.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In grade school, gym class was mostly boys and girls running around or playing silly games with only the occasional actual exercises or tumbling. Organized indoor recess. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't thrilled but I had learned to compensate. Starting with seventh grade, it was now P.E.---Physical Education. Boys only, you had to wear jock straps (which I could never figure out exactly), there were real, required exercises and play to win games of dodgeball and basketball and you had to shower naked with other boys. WHAT THE FUCK!? No one had warned super-shy me about this!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not only that, for all three years at that school, my PE teacher was a man who had not the slightest interest in understanding how I felt about this or about my motion sickness problem and if I got injured in a dodgeball game, he seemed to think I deserved it. I got the worst grades I had ever had in his "class." Needless to say, PE was one major reason why I no longer enjoyed school as much as I had all through the elementary years.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Any excuse to miss it and I was happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-8488917277029864922?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8488917277029864922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-january-10th-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8488917277029864922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8488917277029864922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-january-10th-1974.html' title='Thursday, January 10th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JxYbf263qKo/TwvLq51Ma6I/AAAAAAAAbhM/9Vm-eoZIWI0/s72-c/slazenger-pro-jockstrap__69927_zoom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-1968538573699930944</id><published>2012-01-09T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:11:00.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, January 9th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ScnELn3chQ/Twoz4Se7ojI/AAAAAAAAbeA/CflM8M9e8IY/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-01-08+at+7.24.46+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ScnELn3chQ/Twoz4Se7ojI/AAAAAAAAbeA/CflM8M9e8IY/s320/Screen+shot+2012-01-08+at+7.24.46+PM.png" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My birthday. About the only good thing about today. Well...in many ways it was better than most days lately but in others, worse. But then, I guess all days are like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Never been big on birthdays. Never had parties either. Well...that's not true. I had one when I was very little and my mother went all out for some reason when I turned 11 an we had a bunch of kids at our apartment all at the same time including Terry, Doug, Debbie and at least a half dozen more including a kid I didn't know well who was brought along by another friend. His name was Mike.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was a memorable party but not for any good reasons. I threw an uncharacteristic late tantrum and locked myself in the bathroom. I guess it was just all of the conflicting personalities there in the same room. And then, a few weeks afterwards, Mike, with whom I had stayed friendly since the party, had a brain aneurism and dropped dead in the stairwell at school. He was the first person close to my own age I knew to have died. The whole school attended his visitation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I always try to at least treat myself to something on my birthday. This year, we've saved enough money from the bills to order a pizza! At the price they are these days, that's more of a treat than it might sound!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-1968538573699930944?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1968538573699930944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-january-9th-1974.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1968538573699930944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/1968538573699930944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-january-9th-1974.html' title='Wednesday, January 9th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ScnELn3chQ/Twoz4Se7ojI/AAAAAAAAbeA/CflM8M9e8IY/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-01-08+at+7.24.46+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7838372189879095643</id><published>2012-01-08T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T00:09:00.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, January 8th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nKxPEPrKSDw/Twjx3G8dVHI/AAAAAAAAbaA/HlbBo8fbrz0/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-01-07+at+8.30.37+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nKxPEPrKSDw/Twjx3G8dVHI/AAAAAAAAbaA/HlbBo8fbrz0/s320/Screen+shot+2012-01-07+at+8.30.37+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, tomorrow's my birthday and I'll be 15 years old! Maybe for my birthday, I'll finally get to see BOLT this next weekend along with BLACK BELT JONES! " Black Bolt Jones." Ha, ha, ha, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: In the actual journal, you can see where I had started to write the second movie title first and then accidentally mixed up the two and wrote BLACK BOLT and crossed it out. Thus the joke above, " Black Bolt" being the leader of The Inhumans in Marvel comics.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;15. Wow. And now, tomorrow in 2012, &amp;nbsp;53. So much hope then and so much wasted potential over the years. Ah, well...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7838372189879095643?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7838372189879095643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-january-8th-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7838372189879095643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7838372189879095643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-january-8th-1974.html' title='Tuesday, January 8th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nKxPEPrKSDw/Twjx3G8dVHI/AAAAAAAAbaA/HlbBo8fbrz0/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-01-07+at+8.30.37+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-6235740817284541504</id><published>2012-01-07T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:09:00.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, January 7th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGzDkLyrMqk/TwfORNfQiJI/AAAAAAAAbX4/u30a9zukgAw/s1600/richard-nixon-lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGzDkLyrMqk/TwfORNfQiJI/AAAAAAAAbX4/u30a9zukgAw/s320/richard-nixon-lg.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although I went back to school today, the new Daylight Savings Time made it seem like nighttime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, all seems like it really is back to normal...and I'm really glad about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES: Kinda boring so far I'll admit but it gets better. I was still learning what to write about.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daylight Savings Time? In the middle of Winter? My friend Derek reminds me that this was the early days of the seventies Energy Crisis. On the 'Net, I find:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Constantia, Georgia, Utopia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;On January 4, 1974, President Nixon signed into law the Emergency Daylight Saving Time Energy Conservation Act of 1973. Then, beginning on January 6, 1974, implementing the Daylight Saving Time Energy Act, clocks were set ahead. On October 5, 1974, Congress amended the Act, and Standard Time returned on October 27, 1974."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: Constantia, Georgia, Utopia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;They say that one is a fool not to be a liberal at 20 and similarly a fool not to be a conservative at 40. In 1973, when I was in the eighth grade, I spearheaded the school support to re-elect Nixon as President. What the hell did I know about politics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-6235740817284541504?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6235740817284541504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-january-7th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6235740817284541504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/6235740817284541504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-january-7th-1974.html' title='Monday, January 7th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGzDkLyrMqk/TwfORNfQiJI/AAAAAAAAbX4/u30a9zukgAw/s72-c/richard-nixon-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-8524717055066085475</id><published>2012-01-06T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T00:36:00.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, January 6th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rDkaX0ThBA8/TwZFUgv1QII/AAAAAAAAbUc/yLVpOsCp7EQ/s1600/iyf-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rDkaX0ThBA8/TwZFUgv1QII/AAAAAAAAbUc/yLVpOsCp7EQ/s320/iyf-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No movie again today! I was so bored that I just sat around watching TV and reading all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, that feeling hit me again--that feeling of a need just to feel real affection. I hope something happens soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: The desire for affection that I felt so strongly here surprises me. Oddly enough, I am not an incredibly affectionate person. Never have been. Eventually &amp;nbsp;I learned to hug but overall someone touching me makes me extremely self-conscious and as far as touching someone else, I always feel even now that I'm running the risk of offending them or violating a boundary. It doesn't help that I had one friend throughout most of the past decade who jerked away and acted as though I had turned into a monster if I so much as accidentally brushed up against her while we were walking together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanted a girlfriend...more than anything in the world, I wanted a girlfriend...but even then, it seems like I was leery of the basic concept for fear of "why would anyone ever want to show affection to me?" In my mind, I saw myself as the brainy fat kid with glasses, acne and prematurely greying hair. Why would anyone want to show affection to me? Sigh...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-8524717055066085475?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8524717055066085475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-january-6th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8524717055066085475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8524717055066085475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-january-6th-1974.html' title='Sunday, January 6th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rDkaX0ThBA8/TwZFUgv1QII/AAAAAAAAbUc/yLVpOsCp7EQ/s72-c/iyf-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-5173090745098429799</id><published>2012-01-05T00:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T00:25:02.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, January 5th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-17tVbp16xXk/TwT_yUTjO3I/AAAAAAAAbP0/4azmD9ERfxc/s1600/hvup5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-17tVbp16xXk/TwT_yUTjO3I/AAAAAAAAbP0/4azmD9ERfxc/s320/hvup5.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although I awoke this morning anticipating that i would finally get to see the movie I'd been wanting to see so bad, I found that i wouldn't be able to again today. I did, however, pick up quite a few good comics and a record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I found out that Doug was in the hospital for appendicitis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Doug had been my other best friend in grade school besides Terry. I had two! We had met in fourth grade and become both pals and also--at least in my mind--rivals for the affection of my dream girl. Debbie. Debbie had moved in the sixth grade--1970--and, after a year or so, we stopped staying in touch but, as I never really had anyone to replace her with, she would remain my "ideal woman" (in spite of the fact that she was thirteen when I had last seen her) for several years more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In fifth and sixth grades, I walked up to Doug's house every morning and then we'd walk to school together. He lived in a church or at least an apartment connected to a church. His mother was the caretaker there. As elementary school became junior high, like so many things, our relationship changed and we grew apart. We were still friendly but we no longer saw each other as much, even in school. I still called him now and then, though, and that's probably how I found out his health issues here. I never had my appendix removed so the operation fascinated me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The movie referred to here was, again, THAT MAN BOLT, a fun film that I wouldn't see for another 37 years! Wonder if Terry ever saw it? Since I was spending an awful lot of time hanging out on the streets of downtown Cincinnati, it was only natural I'd see a number of the blaxploitation films of the seventies since they tended to play mainly in the urban cinemas and Cincinnati still had a number of those at that time--The Albee, The Place, The Studio, The Times, The International '70, The Grand and The Skywalk!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish I'd bothered to note what the record was that I bought. I was still getting the hang of things with this journaling business.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-5173090745098429799?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5173090745098429799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturday-january-5th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/5173090745098429799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/5173090745098429799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturday-january-5th-1974.html' title='Saturday, January 5th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-17tVbp16xXk/TwT_yUTjO3I/AAAAAAAAbP0/4azmD9ERfxc/s72-c/hvup5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7898992793538971106</id><published>2012-01-04T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T00:21:00.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, January 4th, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i60ukjRYrQQ/TwOZOeIAChI/AAAAAAAAbMw/lErVd-ZNng0/s1600/52103_cover_123_434lo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i60ukjRYrQQ/TwOZOeIAChI/AAAAAAAAbMw/lErVd-ZNng0/s320/52103_cover_123_434lo.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, today the weather is, if anything, worse. And my cold is definitely worse! The sidewalks are still slick as glass. I'm staying home again in hopes that by Monday, this will all blow over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did IT again, today. Twice. I think I've solved the problem though by stapling my magazines shut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: Those of you who followed me here from my 1976 Journal blog know that I referred to masturbation as "IT." It was a major issue in my life at the time as it felt good but made ME feel bad so I was always fighting against it! I felt the need to occasionally note it in my journal but couldn't bring myself to refer to it as anything other than..."IT."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That said, I wonder what magazine this was. HUSTLER just started later in 1974 so it wasn't that and the HUSTLER ripoffs obviously wouldn't have existed yet. I had never seen a PLAYBOY by this point. Hmmm....At some point I had mail-ordered some 1971 CAVALIER mags that had comics by Berni Wrightson and Vaughn Bode. Could have been those. Or maybe NATIONAL LAMPOON. Some of those issues got awfully dirty in those days and I had definitely started buying them by '74!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7898992793538971106?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7898992793538971106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-january-4th-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7898992793538971106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7898992793538971106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-january-4th-1974.html' title='Friday, January 4th, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i60ukjRYrQQ/TwOZOeIAChI/AAAAAAAAbMw/lErVd-ZNng0/s72-c/52103_cover_123_434lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7748747945916581264</id><published>2012-01-03T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T00:52:00.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, January 3rd, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCqWUC3M_Ss/TwI37yqvHDI/AAAAAAAAbHc/OSspqeSh_mg/s1600/rfrgeh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCqWUC3M_Ss/TwI37yqvHDI/AAAAAAAAbHc/OSspqeSh_mg/s320/rfrgeh.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today the ice and freezing rain were so bad that I couldn't make it to school at all! I don't really believe this will affect my grades or anything, though. The weather got a little better for a while this afternoon but then worsened again toward evening. I just spent the day reading comic books in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: As I write this in 2012, we're getting our first minor snowfall of the season. In 1974, though, I remember that this had been a massive ice storm with wind and freezing rain. Not the same at all. I doubt either of my parents went to work even though I didn't mention that in the journal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What you have to realize is that I lived only a couple of blocks away from the school. In those days they never, ever called off classes in my city school district due to weather (as opposed to these days when a couple of snowflakes can prompt call-offs). So we were expected to be there come monsoon or blizzard...and I usually was...but in the ice that year, I couldn't even get off my block!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was already a major comic book collector so I immensely enjoyed the day I'm sure!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7748747945916581264?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7748747945916581264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-january-3rd-1974.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7748747945916581264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7748747945916581264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/thursday-january-3rd-1974.html' title='Thursday, January 3rd, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCqWUC3M_Ss/TwI37yqvHDI/AAAAAAAAbHc/OSspqeSh_mg/s72-c/rfrgeh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-8024846653288862833</id><published>2012-01-02T00:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T18:05:33.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, January 2nd, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcEsdxkaM1U/TwDyPIdS36I/AAAAAAAAbEg/IkR1LxkDDJg/s1600/n503779534_1705409_3712.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcEsdxkaM1U/TwDyPIdS36I/AAAAAAAAbEg/IkR1LxkDDJg/s320/n503779534_1705409_3712.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;School started again today and, after the first hour or so, everything was back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a short but rather interesting sci-fi story today called MECHANISM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to my friend Terry and he says we will almost certainly make it to see THAT MAN BOLT this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are so hard to write down. Either for fear of actually admitting them, lack of the proper words or just worrying that someone might someday find them and read them. In my case, its about all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES: I had wanted to be a writer forever. Seen above is a photo of me as a small child with a typewriter my parents had gotten me when I first told them. This journal was a conscious attempt on my part to do just that--write. I had read a quote from Ray Bradbury that said a writer must write every day and I wanted to make sure i did.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I no longer have nor remember MECHANISM. I had begun writing short stories a few years earlier. The earliest I have is dated 1972 but there may have been a few earlier. I know I made my own mock comics before that but gave them to my friend Terry to read.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terry and I had bonded when I was in 2nd grade and he was in 3rd. It was a split class so we were both in the same room and we were both the nerds, the geeks. We remained friends for about 15 years and then didn't see or hear from each other until Facebook nearly 3 decades later!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;We never did get to see THAT MAN BOLT that weekend. In fact, I finally saw it just about a month ago! It's a pretty good, fairly big budget film with Fred Williamson as a James Bond-type.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-8024846653288862833?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8024846653288862833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-january-2nd-1976.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8024846653288862833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8024846653288862833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-january-2nd-1976.html' title='Wednesday, January 2nd, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcEsdxkaM1U/TwDyPIdS36I/AAAAAAAAbEg/IkR1LxkDDJg/s72-c/n503779534_1705409_3712.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-8442897299015085179</id><published>2012-01-01T00:02:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:02:01.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, January 1st, 1974</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJq4BcyrUEM/Tv91e_pyoWI/AAAAAAAAa_U/jg2cKtg1uLA/s1600/5r8790.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJq4BcyrUEM/Tv91e_pyoWI/AAAAAAAAa_U/jg2cKtg1uLA/s320/5r8790.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Midnight! It's 1974 now! Happy New Year to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say right now, right in the beginning here, that my one and only resolution is to do better this year than last. Not to make the same mistakes. To gain greater will power and to control my personality traits more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the year progresses, I hope it's exciting so that this book is not left entirely empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(LATER:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Today itself isn't all that interesting. I've just been putting away all the remainders of the holidays and preparing to return to normal mode tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last night and in it I hugged a girl! It was wonderful! That's what I need--affection! I know others who get it and I feel like I deserve it, too. Maybe this year...but I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOTES FROM 2012: As 1974 began, I was 14 years old and in the 9th grade at Covington Junior High School in Covington, Kentucky. It was the same school I had attended all my life. After I finished sixth grade, they rebuilt the school into a junior high with 7th, 8th and 9th grades and renamed it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Other than the building itself, however, I had been quite traumatized by the switch from elementary school to what they now call middle school. There was no one thing. It was everything! The new teachers, more bullies, so many new students, the showering in gym class, the sex education classes! I had gone from enjoying school to hating it almost overnight and I hated it throughout 7th and 8th grade. In 9th grade, where we find me as 1974 begins, things had eased up quite a bit (or I had finally gotten used to them) and I was slowly sorta-kinda starting to enjoy myself again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I lived with both parents in a huge apartment we had moved into when I was 6 and where I would end up staying until I was 32. I had collected comic books since I was 7 years old and I was very much the budding film buff. I loved television and ever since I had seen THE DICK VAN DYKE SHOW as a kid, I had wanted to be a writer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I guess that's why I decided to try my hand at a journal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm not reading too far ahead in the Journal, though. I want it to come as a surprise to me as we go along, just like it did then. Check back tomorrow when I return to school after the holiday break.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-8442897299015085179?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8442897299015085179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-january-1st-1974.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8442897299015085179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/8442897299015085179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-january-1st-1974.html' title='Tuesday, January 1st, 1974'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJq4BcyrUEM/Tv91e_pyoWI/AAAAAAAAa_U/jg2cKtg1uLA/s72-c/5r8790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-118583420035161608</id><published>2011-12-31T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:37:37.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>***Where I Lived in 1974***</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M9zWyBWj2jU/Tv_hRvE856I/AAAAAAAAbDE/7u5GskPuP7k/s1600/hfd.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M9zWyBWj2jU/Tv_hRvE856I/AAAAAAAAbDE/7u5GskPuP7k/s400/hfd.png" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was where I lived in 1966, 1976, 1986 and up through part of 1992. Our apartment was the one you can see lower left. This is the back side of the apartment house. We lived in the biggest apartment and it was the only one that went all the way through from front to back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The smaller building partly seen here is the Social Security Office which was literally in our back yard. It was owned by the same people who owned our building and ultimately would become special to me for several widely different reasons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The building still looks roughly the same and in recent years I took, on separate occasions, my wife, my son and my friend Brittany down there to be photographed out front the same way my mother photographed me so often as a kid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-118583420035161608?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/118583420035161608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-i-lived-in-1974.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/118583420035161608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/118583420035161608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-i-lived-in-1974.html' title='***Where I Lived in 1974***'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M9zWyBWj2jU/Tv_hRvE856I/AAAAAAAAbDE/7u5GskPuP7k/s72-c/hfd.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7107193537171554216.post-7983331915652457721</id><published>2011-12-31T15:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:26:19.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction or Who Says You Can't Go Back in Time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_whXBLfl1E/Tv9pkzs7sFI/AAAAAAAAa_I/oNLsk9-OkU8/s1600/stdesk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_whXBLfl1E/Tv9pkzs7sFI/AAAAAAAAa_I/oNLsk9-OkU8/s400/stdesk.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;In December of 2010, I came across a box with a couple of journals I had kept in high school in the 1970’s. I thought it might be interesting to read them and see how far I’d come.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I hadn’t really. I’m a blogger. I have multiple blogs and I write about movies and TV shows and celebrities and comic books and cartoons. And that’s exactly what I was writing about in my journals way back in the mid-seventies! Once a geek, always a geek, I guess. My 1976 journal read like a 1976 blog by me might have read.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I thought…why not? Make it an actual blog. My Net friends all said it was a lame idea. Even though I started work on it in mid-December, I nearly dropped the whole idea right at the last minute. But I didn’t. A GEEK’S JOURNAL 1976 went up on January 1st of 2011 and ran daily through December 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;…just like my journal. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And here’s the thing. People related. People from literally all over the globe related to poor, lonely, geeky seventeen year old ME! AOL spotlighted the blog early on. BOING-BOING recommended it in mid-year. It was written up in a UK computer magazine, the local newspapers and reviewed on dozens of blogs in many different languages. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And outside of the inevitable few snarky comments, people all over the world somehow really did relate! I was flabbergasted!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;For me, revisiting my earlier self with his hormonal issues and pop culture obsessions was educational but more to the point was learning that I really had NOT been as alone as I thought I was. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As the year came to a conclusion, the question came up---“What next?” I didn’t keep a journal in 1977. The only other journal I had was actually from earlier—my very first journal from when I was in the ninth grade. &amp;nbsp;So I asked on Facebook. Would anyone be interested in more of the same as a prequel? The answer was a resounding YES with much more enthusiasm than I could have expected! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So now, starting tomorrow, we return to those halcyon, pre-disco days of 1974, when I was 15 and even more awkward! &amp;nbsp;Thanks for all of your support. I hope you won’t be disappointed as tomorrow we once again time travel back to revisit unsuspecting teenage me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7107193537171554216-7983331915652457721?l=1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7983331915652457721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/introduction.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7983331915652457721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7107193537171554216/posts/default/7983331915652457721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1974geeksfirstjournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/introduction.html' title='Introduction or Who Says You Can&apos;t Go Back in Time?'/><author><name>Booksteve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797445163866512849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cTJXgRjXfw/TpWpkTAL0GI/AAAAAAAAWio/Ze4nWAWf8Sg/s220/bliblogo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_whXBLfl1E/Tv9pkzs7sFI/AAAAAAAAa_I/oNLsk9-OkU8/s72-c/stdesk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
