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Friday, February 27, 2015
Leonard Nimoy and William Shatner: the memory of all that
A delightfully goofy interview with two cultural icons. Poignantly, Nimoy's breathing is so laboured you can sometimes hear it, and Shatner protectively puts his arm across his shoulders. The rest of it is just plain hilarious - they manage to avoid answering a single question. Even with illness and frailness, Nimoy was full of joie de vivre, with that marvelous un-Spock-like goofy grin.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2015
The one that got away
The night is bitter
The stars have lost their glitter
The winds grow colder
And suddenly you're older
And all because of the man that got away.
No more his eager call
The writing's on the wall
The dreams you dreamed have all
gone astray.
The man that won you
Has gone off and undone you.
That great beginning
Has seen the final inning.
Don't know what happened. It's all a crazy game!
No more that all time thrill
For you've been through the mill
And never a new love will
be the same.
Good riddance, goodbye!
Every trick of his you're on to
But fools will be fools
And where's he gone to?
The road gets rougher
It's lonelier and tougher.
With hope you burn up
Tomorrow he may turn up
There's just no let up the live-long night and day.
Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one-man woman looking for
The man that got away...
The man that got away.
The stars have lost their glitter
The winds grow colder
And suddenly you're older
And all because of the man that got away.
No more his eager call
The writing's on the wall
The dreams you dreamed have all
gone astray.
The man that won you
Has gone off and undone you.
That great beginning
Has seen the final inning.
Don't know what happened. It's all a crazy game!
No more that all time thrill
For you've been through the mill
And never a new love will
be the same.
Good riddance, goodbye!
Every trick of his you're on to
But fools will be fools
And where's he gone to?
The road gets rougher
It's lonelier and tougher.
With hope you burn up
Tomorrow he may turn up
There's just no let up the live-long night and day.
Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one-man woman looking for
The man that got away...
The man that got away.
Harold Arlen, Ira Gershwin
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