Before getting to a review of the first ever set of GASB 68 reports for New Jersey, a little break as I use this blog as a file cabinet for interesting excerpts from books read (in this case But Enough About Me by Burt Reynolds) and look back at the year of my other life – watchdogging Union County government – as eloquently summarized by Bruce Paterson:
Shirley Jones now likes to masturbate and her late husband Jack Cassidy got his first break in the theater by sexually servicing Cole Porter. Zsa Zsa Gabor hated Frank Sinatra and slept with him only because he refused to move his car out of a driveway unless she did.
Celebrity autobiographies, especially from the older ones, seem to yield such tidbits though in the case of Burt Reynolds it’s more other celebrities whom he outs.
I started for the door and she touched my arm and said, “Why don’t you come home with me?” I started to giggle! And then I blurted out, “I’m just down the street at the hotel and I’ll just go on home by myself, but thank you, though.”….”Yeah, its’ true,” I said. “I didn’t realize until the next day that it was Garbo!” (page 42-3)
A stuntman friend of mine knew him, and one day [Errol] Flynn asked him to come by his dressing room for a drink. My friend took me with him. We knocked on the door, and after Flynn invited us in, we opened the door to see a girl on her knees giving him head. Flynn grinned at us and said, “I don’t fuck anymore because it interferes with my drinking.” (page 57)
The feud started when Bette [Davis] rebuffed advances from [Joan] Crawford, who, Bette swore, had had affairs with Greta Garbo, Barbara Stanwyck, Marlene Dietrich, ” and every other female star at MGM except Lassie.” (page 64)
I knew the guys who kidnapped Frank ?Sinatra Jr. I met them through Ryan O’Neal. We played softball together and they were also on the team. They were pretty good athletes and seemed like nice guys, but they were not the brightest bulbs in the building. (page 129)
No wonder Johnny [Carson] called her Lady Macbeth and “the toughest son of a bitch of them all.” He even blamed her for his failed marriages: “There is no goddamn way to please that woman,” he told me. And when she died, he refused to go to the funeral. “The wicked witch is dead!” he told everyone. (page 139)
I like Donald [Trump]. I hold on to my wallet when we shake hands, but I like him. I just think his personal ambition sand the USFL. He was interested in only two things: money and publicity. John [Bassett] summed it up when he said that Donald’s “ego transcended his business sense.” (In the years since, every time Donald runs for president, I pray he never gets the chance to do to the USA what he did to the USFL.) (page 195-6)