Curiosity isn’t why I started blogging, but it’s the reason I kept blogging. I’m curious about a lot of things: music, television, baseball, my own life and times, and a whole lot of miscellany. Or maybe they’re sundries. Or curios. I just looked up the definition of “curio,” and do you know what it is? “A curious or unusual object of art or piece of bric-a-brac.”
That’s what I do as a blogger: share the bric-a-brac I’ve picked up along the way. I’m like a magpie: I pick stuff up indiscriminately, sometimes without knowing what I’m picking up. I’ll be in the bathroom and pick up a can or bottle of something and read the label, which tells me who made it, where they’re located, and what’s in the product. (I was at a client site once where each restroom stall had a spray can of deodorizer, and discovered, by reading the label, that the company who made it is in my zip code, and in fact they’re located less than a mile away from me.) I’ll be sitting here and suddenly I’ll just have to know who was in the movie Die! Die, My Darling! (Tallulah Bankhead, Stefanie Powers and, in his first-ever movie role, Donald Sutherland) or who backed up Luis Aparicio on the 1959 White Sox (if you guessed Sammy Esposito, you’d be right). A lot of my posts are music-oriented, or become music-oriented, because I want to know the Top 10 for some station in Australia in the early ’60’s (for example). I start a series on Two For Tuesday because I want to learn about the musicians in a specific genre, or of a specific time period. When I find out, I share it with you, because that’s just the kind of guy I am.
And now, here’s Jaclyn Smith for Camay soap.