Joey Bishop takes Wayne Knight
but Ellery Queen checkmates Stephen King.
Shelley Winters in Aspen for the skiing, but Suzanne Somers there for the cool breezes and nature walks.
Elijah Wood, but George Will.
And, of course, my perennial favourite: Lynn Faulds-Wood, thanks to her exceptionally strong hands.
It’s enough to make Jimmy Fallon his knees, and to make Bob Hope for a miracle.
Barack Obama Shelley Long, Archie Bunkers.
Well played.
Joe Sise, but Grady Sizemore.
Helen Hunt Vivica, A. Fox
Is Tom Petty?
Is Barry White?
Is Marvin Gaye?
A good lipful of Copenhagen really throws the salivary glands into overdrive, so periodically, Mark Spitz.
Jeremy Irons cereal: If you’re looking for marshmallows, there are none. It’s quite bland I assure you. If you’re looking for a prize at the bottom, there is none, only more cardboard.
Moved MPSIMS --> the Game Room.
Well, we all know Roy Rogers Dale Evans.
Jimmy Smits the ladies.
Does Ann Rule the true crime genre?
It looks like, starting next year, Jeremy Irons Day will require two distinct threads. In previous years, after the first several posts, most people understood the “noun+verb” rule. This year a whole new wonderful genre was invented. Perhaps we don’t even need “Jeremy Irons” for the new thread.
Did Anne Rice her potatoes?
What were Joseph and Michael Haydn?