Tuesday Evening

Hey, remember the Duffy's Dozen presentation that Hanna-Barbera did? This thing? Well, Mike Tiefenbacher notes that in the sales pitch, they mention Pebbles & Bamm Bamm as one of the studio's hit shows. Pebbles & Bamm Bamm went on the air in September of 1971 so that probably means Duffy's Dozen was not done in 1970. And if it wasn't done in 1970, it was most certainly not done for a network but instead to try and syndicate a show for the prime-time access market.

H-B did Wait Till Your Father Gets Home for prime-time access starting in September of 1972. Maybe this was a matter of one H-B show beating out another for a time slot.


Back in this posting, I raved about an improv troupe in Los Angeles called The Black Version which does the following: The audience, by nominations and voting, suggests a classic movie with an all-white or mostly all-white cast. The all-black cast then proceeds to improvise the all-black version of that movie. They're wonderful and hilarious and I told you I'd let you know the next time they're performing.

Well, the next time they're performing is Thursday, December 1 at the Largo at the Coronet. I'll be there. If you're local, maybe you'd like to be there too.


Friday morning on Turner Classic Movies, they're running the following films in this order: Yankee Doodle Dandy, Citizen Kane, Seven Days in May, A Face in the Crowd, Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb, Born Yesterday and The Candidate. That's a pretty stellar lineup of movies, don'tcha think?

Next Monday night, Get TV is running a special which ran on NBC on October 23, 1968. It's The Friars Club Roasts Johnny Carson and the dais includes along with Mr. Carson, Roastmaster Alan King, Steve Allen, Dick Cavett, Groucho Marx, Ed McMahon, Don Rickles, Ed Sullivan, Flip Wilson and then-Mayor of New York, John Lindsay. In case you're wondering, Mssrs. Rickles and Cavett are the only ones who are still with us.

Sounds like a great show, huh? Well, you might be surprised…though as I recall, Groucho was pretty good, and the Mayor and Ed Sullivan weren't the least funny speakers. But you might want to catch it as an interesting curiosity. Who knows? Maybe Rickles will drop his pants and fire a rocket.