one measure of the depth of my depression is the fact that I forgot that yesterday was Carmen Miranda's 100th birthday.
altho synchonistically she was on my mind & even in my e-mails.
2 decades ago I threw a big party for her 80th. one of the guests -- Tom Beckett -- referencd that joyous evening in "Prolegomena to the Study of Great Cartoons." if I summon the strength today I'll search for some of the photos.
1 comment:
How spooky that we've all been thinking about her these days, though. I've been enjoying February (so far). The beginning of the ending of winter.
Post a Comment