The Full-Service Bohemian

Saturday, July 9, 2022

Tickets, please

Another ticket stub from another movie I barely remember seeing:

The Nightmare Before Christmas

I don't remember the plot or any of the characters. I do remember, though, how creepy Christmastown was.

Friday, July 8, 2022

Latest ashtrays

The most recent arrivals in my collection of old advertising ashtrays:

Courtesy Telephone Service

'30 Days Free'

From back when there was no such thing as answering machines, caller id or cellphones.

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Golob C's Camino Bowl

'Visit the Bowlero Room.' This was a bowling alley in Mountain View, CA. Closed in 1997.

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Kelchner Dry Cleaning - Coin Laundry

There's a Kelchner Cleaners in Kutztown, PA. According to their website, they've been in biz since 1945, for I'm guessing this began life there.

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Poor Red's Bar-B-Cue

Still in business!

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Stanley Restaurant & Bar

I looked up 1230 Atlantic Avenue in Atlantic City. There isn't one. Just a vacant lot.

Thursday, July 7, 2022

The Star Made Me Buy It

Today's star is Lionel Hampton, from a 1953 ad for Manischewitz wine...

These skinny ads are hard to deal with.

I've always confused Lionel Hampton with Count Basie. When I was a kid, I remember one or the other would occasionally turn up on Merv Griffin or The Dinah Shore Show*, and The Mike Douglas Show.

Dinah would come on around 4:00 in the afternoon - this was her talk show, not the show she had in the 1950s, long before I was born. One of my little friends and I would play this hilarious game. Every day, she started her show with a song, and we would wait until the very last second before the very first word came out of her mouth to change the channel. It was both fun and challenging. The key was to change the channel at that exact second. No sooner, no later.

Not that we had anything against Dinah. As an uncle of mine remembered, she was a 'sweet gal.' The uncle in question - who was really my father's cousin - not an uncle exactly, was a commercial pilot, and on one of his flights was Dinah, who during the flight busied herself in the plane's little kitchen, whipping up something yummy for the four or five other passengers.