Showing posts with label sirens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sirens. Show all posts

25 January 2010

Wild Bill and the Pittsburgh Wilds


I've been hearing around town a lot of rumors that the picture of my grandfather and Johnny "the loaf" Fontane are fake. I know, I know, how could I know Johnny? Well I could know him and I do and I hope that this picture demonstrates to the disbelievers that it is real. Here we have... Pappap, another mysterious siren, and FRD (not to be confused by FDR).

Finally in honor of pittsburgh and the music industry... Pittsburgh and ... Yins (Oie, I almost forgot)

Oh! I guess I should also mention a factoid I heard today (and was told to pass on) about a certain Mad Joan Holloway enjoying sex in the derriere the most.

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14 January 2010

Johnny Fontane


Johnny Fontane aka Billy Besly* had a concert at my grandfather's center of living.
Johnny and pappap "used to loaf around together" - a quote from Bill. In the left picture - that's johnny, my pap, a mysterious siren, and a bowl of punch - that's from right to left.

As he serenaded the female audience members I wondered is this what the concerts I've attended seem like to outsiders? They're loving it, I loved some of mine, perhaps they are the same. perhaps.
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