I have no idea who Jimmy Wakely is, but he had one heck of a marketing department:
He's selling like sixty! Like sixty, I tells ya!
I have no idea who this guy is, but it reminds me of the time Litefoot was in town promoting The Indian in the Cupboard. It was a great movie, but he was seated at a little card table at the entrance of a grocery store and no one noticed him. It made us very sad.
Not that I'm comparing him to "the Radio Wrangler" Jimmy Wakely, the Platter Waddy whose selling plasma like 23 skidoo or whatever the heck they're saying.
A fun little treat from the Flash:
I find that judicious use of vibrations can indeed startle friends and strangers without much difficulty. It can also land you in court defending a protective order. Not that I'm speaking from experience. But she was totally leading me on.
Looks like Alan Ladd wants to challenge Jimmy Wakely as to who the top platter waddy is! Easy there, guys! Let's get the women and children to safety before they get hurt by your sheer badassery!
How does Alan Ladd appear "in person" in a comic book? Was he just a drawing in real life?
A little fun science here:
And I'm pretty sure it's not only fun science, but it's incorrect science. Since a pound is a unit of measurement, a pound of feathers would weigh exactly as much as a pound of gold (or in this case, a pound of bullpoop).
Hey! It's time for Fun with Out of Context Dialogue!(tm!):
Chicks love a man who's good with his hands. Thanks World's Finest v1 #11!
And if you'll indulge me a serious moment, today is the 7th anniversary of the tragic death of Stuart Adamson, an incredibly talented and gifted musician who had a one-hit in the 80's with his band Big Country. What many folks don't know this side of the Atlantic was that Big County had many excellent albums since their self-titled debut. He was an amazing artist and by all accounts, a very nice guy:
I miss ya, Stuart.
See you tomorrow!