Showing posts with label janusch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label janusch. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
HB, Jason!
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| Jason (with his carry-on bag) and Mira |
The Hackfester Insider has learned that Birthday Boy is so amped up
about his impending journey to Italy (9 days and counting!) that he
has taken to pacing about the house with his carry-on luggage slung
over his shoulder (as seen above in this exclusive Hidden HFster
Cam shot) in order to "get used to it."
Additionally, we've been informed by trusted sources that he has
already completely packed (and repacked) his bags
and is apparently "greatly looking forward" to getting to
the airport and having every last one of them "shrink-wrapped" in
plastic to ensure that nothing falls out along the way and that nobody
messes with his personal stuff. Good plan!
All the Best on your Big Day, JaSON!
Saturday, March 31, 2012
HB, Marcus J!
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| The dashing Birthday Boy and the smashing Char, cutting a rug at the Marion-Franz wedding reception, July 1981, Baltimore, MD EXCLUSIVE Listen to the song they were bustin' their moves to at the very moment this photo was taken. Click right... HERE. All the Best on your Big Day, Marcus! And congratulations for your timing on becoming perfectly age-appropriate for grandfatherhood** well in advance of that very special event. **65 in the North; 35 in the South |
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
When it rains, it pours...
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
HB, Annie...!
Sunday, December 18, 2011
THIS better not happen again this year...!
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| Christmas 2010 |
Even the poinsettias were feeling blue, stuck in a hospital for the
holidays. Fortunately, Julie survived the ignominy of having to
wear an immodest gown with flimsy rear-closure and the uncertainty
being in the clutches of a mysterious infection whose timing
could not have been worse....
As for 2011? Keep your fingers crossed, one and all!
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Have a ball, Julie! After all, it's your birthday...
Detroit, circa 1948
Young Julie practices her dribbling (note spittle coursing down
her chin onto her soggy shirtfront), as she practices her, well, dribbling
in this vintage scene.
All these years later, she can still dribble with the best of them --
which is why she is never without her hanky.
her chin onto her soggy shirtfront), as she practices her, well, dribbling
in this vintage scene.
All these years later, she can still dribble with the best of them --
which is why she is never without her hanky.
All the Best on Your Big Day, Julie!
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