I knew any State of the Union presentd by this president wd be like smearing frosting on a pile of mold.
so last nite I watchd Lila Lee in "I Can't Escape" (1934). Lila's sister sold real estate in my hometown. she came to visit from time to time. her passions seemd to be books & booze. I adord her.
Lila began her career on stage as a child & became a star in silent films while still a teenager. her leading men were a who's who: Valentino Houdini Wallace Reid Lon Chaney Bela Lugosi & her first husband James Kirkwood. she slippd into talkies with ease but the drinking took its toll & she slid from lead roles in A pictures to supporting parts in stinkers. but I always enjoy seeing her. last nite's film was as slight as they come. she was a high class call girl quick with a quip who goes domestic with a parolee. her co-stars were a pair of forgotten actors who met hideous ends in real life -- Onslow Stevens (who was murderd) & Russell Gleason (who fell out a hotel window).
I fixd green tea to accompany my cappuchino cookies while watching the movie. Lila Lee at her least is more rewarding than Shrub. Lila Lee looms larger in my life than this president. I try to be a good citizen but I can't watch the faux cowboy. that condescending smirk turns my stomach. it's not healthy for me to even look at him. so cookies & tea with a vision of black hair in a bob. Lila esculent in tulle & me resplendent in flannel. together we make it thru the nite.