nonamenews - late edition

Well, I'm not sure you'd call these stories news, but they are nevertheless interesting, and do pass our criteria here at nonamenews as news you never thought you could use.

File this one in Ripley's Believe It Or Not. Westwood Village Memorial Park cemetery - where many a star-struck dead Hollywood entertainer enters the next world - is having a devil of a time finding a crypt-mate for Marilyn Monroe. Attempts to sell the final resting spot above Ms Monroe's have failed, including two recent tries on eBay. The spot beside her is a different matter. Playboy porn publisher Hugh Hefner bought that one several years back for $75,000. I wonder if the second story one was available back then. Who more than Hugh Hefner would want to spend an eternity on top of Marilyn Monroe?

I don't know how I missed this one but it appears what once was science fiction will soon become the first real listing in the Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy. That's right, Barcelona based architects say they're on track to complete their Galactic Suite Space resort by 2012. The price for a 3 day stay? 15 sunrises and a trip around Earth every 80 minutes can be yours for this one time only offer of $4.4 million dollars. Ladies? There isn't even a man in the moon, so you'll have to bring along your own.

Dat's a big-ah meat-ah ball! Nonni's Italian Eatery restaurant in Concord, New Hampshire is proud home to the largest meatball in the world as authenticated by the Guinness Book of Records and owner Matthew Mitnisky has a plaque to prove it. Speaking of which he and his customers will likely have a lot of plaque once they've finished jawing their way through the 225.5 ground beef orb. Can't you imagine three weeks down the road when everybody pushes their chairs back from their tables and utters in unison "I can't believe I ate the whole thing" followed by echos of "plop-plop-fizz-fizz".

And to close out, here's a little clipping I came across recently. It'll only take a short minute or two to read.

Further research (you see what I do for you) has exposed this as a hoax. The circus performer, a flamboyant fortune teller by trade, is alive and well and keeping his distance from hippos. Yes that's right, this small medium is still living large!

The Polka Dot Door

A long time ago, when I was 22, my first child was born. That kid grew up on a little Canadian kid's show called Polka Dot Door, produced by the TV Ontario network. And Dad, more often than not, sat through those shows with his little one. Nine or so years later when a brother, and a year after that when a sister came along number one son was moving on to Knight Rider and The Dukes of Hazzard. But there was a nice overlap where his siblings picked up where he had left off with Polka Dot Door. And Dad was right there to welcome them. So you're looking at a Polka Dot Door veteran. The show began in 1971 and ran to 1993. I didn't watch the full run but I did get in my fair share. The formula was pretty simple. A young male and female host, which seemed to change every week, sang songs, told stories, made crafts and generally did their best stimulate little brains. The show opened as follows... Imagination Day! Oh boy! ...

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I Am Charlie, I'm A Bore

Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan, Mel Gibson, Tom Cruise, Colin Farrel...you know the list, it goes on and on. The list of Hollywood hick-ups who not content to meltdown behind closed doors have to drag each and every detail out into the light of day and share it with all of us. Well, add Charlie Sheen to that luckless and lascivious list of losers. In the past few days he's been on every major media soapbox complaining abut how he's been treated and how he's misunderstood. Last night he spent an hour on ABC's 20/20 "in his own words". Charlie, you should have stuck to the script. "I have a highly evolved brain". You know I never did like that song by Helen Reddy in the 70s "I Am Woman". But I have to say the melody really leant itself well to a parody of Hollywood's latest flame-out, Charlie Sheen. Although I never thought I'd hear myself say this, my sincerest apologies to Helen Reddy. And now if you're ready (a little play on wor...

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