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That’s Olivia Newton in the 1972 TV movie The Case.

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visit-to-the-petersons-automobile-museum-0101The car and trailer are parked in the garage at the Peterson Automotive Museum.

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The sign says that Hubert Eaton used it to transport executives to view real estate.

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Eaton named the trailer “Vagabond.”

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visit-to-the-petersons-automobile-museum-015What? No personalized license plate?  Or is this a personalized license plate?  If so, what is the significance of “CD 2617”.

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There is a little scene before the music starts in Corey Hart’s 1986 video “I Am By Your Side.”  Hart and a guy in a hardhat sit in the shade of a trailer near an oil rig in the desert.  A big foreman comes around the corner.

Hardhat:  This place is unbelieveable.  God, that heat jus’ goes on and on. (slapping Hart’s shoulder with his glove) I can’t believe you did that!  Whoo!

Foreman: Hart, you’re in trouble, boy.  I’ve been looking for you since yesterday.  Damn wiseguy.  What kind of stunt do you think you’re pulling here?  What’s with you, boy?  You gotta get your mind right, boy.  Know what I mean? Boy, don’t you talk much?

Corey Hart: I only do a few things…much.

And he walks away.

Move over, James Dean.

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You’re guilty of crime in the first degree,
Second and third as well.
My jury finds you’ll be serving your time
When you go straight to hell.

‘Cause he was Lord of the Lightning,
Though “socially fright’ning”,
But never out to sell.

Their nickels and pence
Meant more than did sense,
And not the sensible thing.

Nor did the man outta time, man outta time.
Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind.
Man outta time, man outta time.
All along, world was wrong. You was right.

All that he saw, all he conceived,
They just could not believe.
Steinmetz and Twain were friends that remained,
Along with number three.
He was electromagnetic, completely kinetic,
“New Wizard of the West.”
But they swindled and whined that he wasn’t our kind,
And said Edison knew best.

He was the man outta time, man outta time.
Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind.
Man outta time, man outta time.
Said you was outta your mind!

You took a shot and it did you in.
Edison’s medicine.
You played your cards, but you couldn’t win.
Edison’s medicine.

I spent twelve years of hard time,
More like the best years of my life.
Never heard or read a single word
About “the man” and his “wicked mind.”
They’ll sell you on Marconi.
Familiar, but a phony.
Story goes they sold their souls
And swore that you’d never know…

About the man outta time, man outta time.
Thought you was crazy. You was one of a kind.
Man outta time, man outta time.
Swore you was outta your mind!

You took a shot and it did you in.
Edison’s medicine.
You played your cards, but you couldn’t win.
Edison’s medicine.

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In the corner of dark bar room
Sat an ole’ cowboy singin’ western tunes
Singin’ songs he learned as a child
All about the West back when it was wild
He said he came from down Texas way
The cowboys were tough
The women the same way
Said he was a star back in ’31
Hollywood had liked him for some songs that he had done

He’s the last of the singin’ cowboys
Singin’ songs of inspiration and joy
Yippie Yi Yo, Yippie Ay Aye
He took a break, just to chug him down a beer
C’mon folks holler out the songs you’d like to hear
If I know one, I know a million tunes
I’m not up here playin’ for me
This is all just for you
And then he bragged on the Stinson hat that he wore
Said it was the finest made since the war
And he won the silver buckle ridin’ on a cow
And as he laughed he said
I’ll bet you’re wonderin’ how?

He’s the last of the singin’ cowboys
Singin’ songs of inspiration and joy
Yippie Yi Yo, Yippie Ay A ye

And after three hours or maybe more
A lady grabbed his arm
and showed him to the door
The bartender said, “he’s blind, you see
Don’t tell him the only audience he had was you and me”

‘Cause he’s the last of the singin’ cowboys
Singin songs of inspiration and joy
Yippie Yi Yo, Yippie Ay A ye

by the Marshall Tucker Band

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Originally written in 1911, this song has an interesting history.

The Sweetheart of Sigma Chi

When the world goes wrong as it’s bound to do,
and you’ve broken Dan Cupid’s bow,
and you long for the girl you used to love,
the maid of the long ago,
why, light your pipe, bid sorrow avaunt,
blow the smoke from your altar of dreams,
and wreathe the face of your dream girl there,
the love that is just what it seems.
Chorus
The girl of my dreams is the sweetest girl of all the girls I know.
Each sweet coed, like a rainbow trail, fades in the afterglow.
The blue of her eyes and the gold of her hair are a blend of the western sky,
and the moonlight beams on the girl of my dreams.
She’s the Sweetheart of Sigma Chi.
Every magic breeze wafts a kiss to you
from the lips of your sweet sixteen,
and one-by-one the maids you knew
all bow to your Meerschuam Queen.
As the years drift by on the tides of time,
and they all have forgotten but you,
then the girl of your dreams, the sweeter seems.
She’s the girl who is always true.
Chorus
The girl of my dreams is the sweetest girl of all the girls I know.
Each sweet coed, like a rainbow trail, fades in the afterglow.
The blue of her eyes and the gold of her hair are a blend of the western sky,
and the moonlight beams on the girl of my dreams.
She’s the Sweetheart of Sigma Chi.

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Last extra-inning game at Dodger Stadium, we noticed a lot of workers walking up a hill we had never seen. Google Earth provided the answer.  It’s the one in the upper center of the frame, surrounded by greenery.

This photo also reveals a second secret lot, just below and to the right of the first.

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When most people think of Porter Waggoner (if they ever do), they think of the Nudie suits, the TV show and the discovery of Dolly Parton.

But Porter wrote some weird and dark stuff.

Skid Row Joe

Skid Row Joe last night that’s who I found in the dirty part of town
Lost forgotten with no place to go
Tormented with a bitter taste outcast by the human race
A mask of torture was the face of Skid Row Joe
He walked up to where I stood on the street
Said pardon me Mister now don’t get me wrong I don’t want your money
Though heaven knows I could use it
But you see this is my home and you see the other bar down the street
Well that’s my home too
I noticed you starin’ at me a while ago you recognized me didn’t you
I said yeah Joe I know who you are
You was one time a real famous singing star one of my favorites
He said well I guess you heard they took my babies away from me
I said yeah Joe I read about it in the papers
Then he turned his head away and I saw the tears fall in the place
And he turned to me and he said you know Mister
This is the only place in the world that I’m not ashamed to show my face
But I’m gonna quit yes sir I’m gonna quit
And I’m gonna cut my hair and shave and get me a clean white shirt
Then I’m gonna walk up to her door
When she answers I’m gonna stand up real proud and tall
Then I’m gonna get on my knees
Then I’ll say sweetheart if you’ll take me back
I’ll spend the rest of my life makin’ up to you for what I’ve done
I’m so ashamed of myself and this I want you to know
Then I’m gonna take my two little babies and I’m gonna hold ’em so close to me
I ain’t gonna never let ’em go
I guess I should’ve told him then that she’d already remarried again
But after hearin’ what he’d said to me
Why there wasn’t no way I could add to his misery
So I said good luck my best to you Skid Row Joe

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The Cold Hard Facts of Life

I got back in town a day before I’d planned to
I smiled and said I’ll sure surprise my wife
I don’t think I’ll phone I’ll just head on home
For I didn’t know the cold hard facts of life

I passed a little winestore on the corner I pictured big champagne by candle light
I stopped the car right then got out and hurried in
My mind not on the cold hard facts of life
A stranger stood there laughing by the counter

He said I’ll take two bottles of your best
Her husband’s out of town and there’s a party
He winkled as if to say you know the rest
I left the store two steps behind the stranger

From there to my house his car stayed in sight
But it wasn’t till he turned into my drive that I learned
I was witnessing the cold hard facts of life

I drove around the block till I was dizzy each time the noise came ouder from within
And then I saw our bottle there beside me
And I drank a fifth of courage and walked in

Lord you should’ve seen their frantic faces
They screamed and cried please put away that knife
I guess I’ll go to hell or I’ll rot here in the cell
But who taught who the cold hard facts of life
Who taught who the cold hard facts of life

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