My guess is it's the same Schultz who used to draw Peanuts, lived up the road a few km from where I hang out -- and gave the world: Good 'Ol Charlie Brown and Lucy - the prototypical fussbudget.

Guess he managed to get his little reminders of growing-up homo-sap foibles across better in drawings than in prose.. Trouble with prose is, if you said these approx. trueish things to a kid who's infatuated with [whatever]; it wouldn't register til she'd lived it, anyway. (Would still have the Tiny Tim tattoo on the butt, doncha know?)

Heisman trophy - something to do with an arcane game where guys crash into each other in search of a badly distorted funny looking air-filled thing like a pig's bladder. Played on the physical form of the stuff M/Sloth plays on too: Astroturf. (The grass all died)

World Series? Maybe that's Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter ... for the locals?


Now - arnt'cha sorry you missed out on Merkin Kultur First Hand? (Our walkabouts are always done in 4-wd buggies the size of small houses; Daddy pays for the gas, too.)



Ashton
whatever happened to Jenny Agutter? (speakin' o' Walkabout - the Movie)

Glad she wasn't a two-trick pony.. I still recall the poignancy of the closing scene in Walkabout.. from the innocence and adventure to ---> some anonymous flat, cutting up part of some dead animal for dinner / cigarette in the ashtray / and a smarmy wannabe biznessman kinda guy for a mate, babbling office-speak at her, not *noticing* she was quite far away.. :(

Guess she wasn't a 'great' actress but - some moments of her performances have approached that.



Thanks for the reprise.

Ashton