Posted on 05/31/2009 8:06:49 AM PDT by ConservativeStatement
On this day in 1931, actor Clint Eastwood is born in San Francisco. With his father, he wandered the West Coast as a boy during the Depression. After four years in the Army Special Services, Eastwood came to Hollywood, winning small roles. For eight years, he played Rowdy Yates in the popular TV western series Rawhide and later starred in three low-budget “spaghetti” westerns: Fistful of Dollars (1964), For a Few Dollars More, (1965) and The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966), all of which became hits.
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We watched “The Good, the Bad and The Ugly” yesterday. It was awesome.
I nominate Dirty Harry for President.
Happy birthday to Mr. Eastwood.
Thank you for posting that -I’m glad to see I a have something in common with one my favorite actors.
The statues of the soldiers on your about page -where is that?
Washington, DC in memory of men who fought in the Korean War. Here’s more — http://www.nab.usace.army.mil/projects/WashingtonDC/korean.html
Thanks for the link. Excellent blog site!
SO was I LOL
“I know what you’re thinking — “Did he fire six shots or only five?” Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement, I’ve kinda lost track myself.
“But, being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and would blow your head clean off, you’ve got to ask yourself one question: ‘Do I feel lucky?’
“Well, do ya, punk?
“Every day for the past ten years Loretta here has been giving me a large black coffee. Today, she gives me a large, black coffee…only it’s got sugar in it…a lot of sugar. I just came back to complain…now, you boys put those guns down.”
(robbers look at him like he’s whack) “Say what?”
“Well…we’re not gonna let you just walk out of here…”
(robbers incredulous) “Who’s ‘we’, sucka?”
(Clint reaches into his coat) “Smith…and Wesson…and me.”
Gunfight ensues. Most badguys die, but one takes a waitress as hostage. Clint walks up to robber, 44 Magnum pointed at him.
“Go ahead. Make my day.”
Clint takes out the owner of the saloon that propped up dead friend Ned in front of it.
Little Bill: “Well, mister, you are a cowardly son of a bitch. You just shot an unarmed man!”
William Munny: “He should have armed himself...if he’s going to decorate his saloon with my friend.”
So, Clint was born on a Sunday? Amazing...
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