Hunt Slonem

Hunt Slonem in purple suit.

Pose As A Friend, Work As A Spy

Knowing about your rival is critical.

Use spies to gather valuable information that will keep you a step ahead.

Better still: Play the spy yourself. In polite social encounters, learn to probe. Ask indirect questions to get people to reveal their weaknesses and intentions.

There is no occasion that is not an opportunity for artful spying.

Bill Reid Hollywood Producer

"Another script edited within an inch of its life. Another day."

Peggy Guggenheim

Paul Bowles had invited me to Ceylon, where he had bought a little island. It was the southern-most inhabited spot in the Indian Ocean, fantastically beautiful and luxuriant, with every conceivable flower and exotic plant from the east. The house resembled the Taj Mahal, as it was built in octagonal form. We all lived there together in separate rooms divided by curtains, we being Paul, his wife Janie, Ahmed, a young Arab primitive painter of great talent, and an Arab chauffeur, who seemed rather sad without the Jaguar car, which had been left behind in Tangier, Paul's other home.

In order to get to the island one had to pick up one's skirts and wade through the Indian Ocean. There was no bridge or boat. The waves usually wet one's bottom, even though the distance walked could be done in one minute and a half. It was terribly unpleasant to go about all day with a wet bottom, but there was no other way. The beauty of the surroundings made up for all the inconveniences, which were many. There was no water on the island and the servants had to carry it over on their heads. This made bathing, apart from sea-bathing, virtually impossible. But there was a raft just below the house and the swimming was superb. The beach opposite was skirted with coconut palms, and there were narrow fishing craft with beautiful Singalese fishermen riding them astride. It was another world. . . .

3 Wheelbarrels

1. too many wheelbarrel fires

2. honest, sincere wheelbarrel

3. naked person in wheelbarrel

Even More Cowgirls

Outside, it's turning warm. Folks in the less respectable tenements are beginning to take the evening air from their fire escapes.

Down the street, the Puerto Rican husbands have moved their domino games onto the sidewalks.

The little bow-wows and woof-woofs are starting to pant again.

Julie Christie

The delectable Julie Christie as Jackie Shawn in Hal Ashby's, "Shampoo".

Columbia Pictures Corporation

1975

Harry Goaz Says . . .

"When I was but a wee little lad, I used to swim in the pool at the Shamrock Hilton Hotel (aka the Cork Club) in Houston Texas. It was one of the richest, greediest, crook-filled pools in the United States."