Don Grady, who played Robbie Douglas on TV’s “My Three Sons, went on to be the drummer for sunshine popsters the Yellow Balloon. He avoided the whole “actor/musician” quandary by wearing a cheesy disguise and using the name Luke R. Yoo.
As a self-proclaimed “music historian,” Billy Bob Thornton should have known that and taken it as a lesson.
FLORIDA - Everyone can feel hopeful when a former CEO isn’t too proud to follow up his $750,000 annual salary with a stint as a $7.29-an-hour pizza delivery boy. If only Ken Karpman were a bit more telegenic, he might pull off this fable of brave humility.
Oprah, the book deal, the reality show—all the best of the American dream would be available to Ken Karpman, except he’s hard to look at. The issue is not so much that he is not a handsome man. The real ugliness here is that Ken is the problem.
It takes short-sighted, porcine MBAs like Ken Karpman with his 4,000-square-foot overhead and collapsed hedge fund to make a recession really get cooking in the first place.
Other than the totally fawning coverage by ABC News and Yahoo!, the only difference between Ken Karpman and an AIG hack with a fat bonus check is that four years ago Ken got too greedy.
You don’t need to be a billionaire to be a patron of the arts. The Vogels were a librarian and a postal clerk who amassed and shared a stunning collection of what are referred to as ‘important works.’ Boing Boing seems to approve of this couple.
How’s Grace Jones making money these days? The Internet Caretaker reveals that the Pull It Up to the Bumper lady is being paid to barf out French cars on European TV.