Happy birthday to the polysyllabically named Elisabeth Christine von Braunschweig-Bevern. She became known later in life as "Mrs. The Great", for her marriage to Frederick The Great. He was also known as Frederick II. And just to confuse things, in Brandenburg he was Frederick IV. But we'll just keep calling her by the married name.
Ooh, here's one you'll never guess: Milton Bradley was born on this date. Guess what he did?
Bram Stoker came along on this date. He later helped turn Dracula from a somewhat psychotic Balkan prince into the king of the vampires. Me, I prefer Prince Vlad of Wallachia to Count Dracula. Your results may vary.
Later, another German kid was born. He grew up to be Hermann Rorschach. His teachers reported that he had terrible penmanship, and left too many inkblots on the page. Apparently he found them oddly fascinating. If only somebody would create a test, so we could find out what it all means...
1900 saw the birth of Margaret Mitchell. I know, you're thinking "Frankly Scarlett..." But thank her for that bit of scandalous language.
A pretty funny lady was born on this date in 1920. Esther "Florida Evans" Rolle came into the world. While she was alive, she had some "Good Times", didn't we?
Also born today, Christiaan Barnard, the heart surgeon- who at one point might well have been called "the heart surgeon". That would be right after he performed the first heart transplant, I guess.
A few days ago, we mentioned Carl Ballantine, who was in McHale's Navy. Today is the birthday of Joe Flynn, who played McHale's commander "Old Leadbottom", or more generally "Captain Binghamton". He was pretty funny. He also did lots of Disney movies, back in the days when they were entertaining, rather than just being multi-culti, feel-good claptrap with earth-brother animals. Ah, the good old days.
Happy birthday to the lovely and talented Miss Patti Page. In the 1940s, early on in her musical career, she recorded a song, but they couldn't get any background singers due to a strike. So they merely overdubbed her voice to compensate. The results were good enough that it's become a staple in the music biz. And it was all her idea (almost) which wasn't bad for a woman barely out of her teens, in an age when many women were just expected to show up and sing what they were told to do.
Bonnie Raitt came along in 1949 on this date. She's pretty darn cool, and surprisingly, is only the second best singer in her family. Not that it's anything to be ashamed of in her case.
Mary Hart came along a year later to provide some (un)needed perkiness to the day. Whatever.
And speaking of great singers, don't forget Rickie Lee Jones. Honestly, the only thing of hers I've ever heard is "Chuck E's in Love", which in the 70s was on the radio constantly. Probably not as bad a song as I remember. I might have to You Tube it and see.
Oooh, girls control yourself: It's Leif Garrett's birthday too! He was made for dancin'! And for drugs. Mostly the drug thing though.
Wish a ^$^&!)@&?><{+_)*&&@ birthday to Gordon Ramsay today. And hope he doesn't hit you, or otherwise abuse you. So maybe you better do it from a distance.
And speaking of people who were made for drugs, Tara Reid will probably show up on various websites tomorrow. It's her birthday, so she'll no doubt be drunk/stoned to the bejesus tonight. In fact, she probably already is. Surprisingly, she's only 36 today, though she looks... more mature. Could be all the partying she (allegedly) does.
Sam Bradford turns 24 today. He's a good quarterback when he's healthy, but he's no Matthew Stafford. Suck on that, bitches! Guess which one now looks like the premiere young quarterback in the NFL, huh?
The End.
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