
1953 Hillcrest Country Club
Comedians Groucho Marx, George Jessel, Milton Berle, Eddie Cantor (air-stabbing his pal), and Buddy Lester met daily for lunch.

1953 Hillcrest Country Club
Comedians Groucho Marx, George Jessel, Milton Berle, Eddie Cantor (air-stabbing his pal), and Buddy Lester met daily for lunch.

Actor-comedian Joe E. Brown gets toweled off by wife Kathryn at his Brentwood home in 1951. She doesn’t seem to mind his toned 60-year-old physique. The two were married 55 years until his death in 1973.
He was one of the most popular American comedians in the 1930s and 1940s, with successful films like A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Earthworm Tractors, and Alibi Ike. In his later career Brown starred in Some Like It Hot (1959), as Osgood Fielding III, in which he utters the famous punchline, “Well, nobody’s perfect.”

Doesn’t he look like the happiest camper ever? 
Can you tell who the woman is here with him? I’d recognize her anywhere.


Members of a Moscow polar bear club tempt frostbite on their toes while preparing for a dip in icy waters.

While some of you are being inundated with rain this week, central Texas will remain 102 with not a chance of rain–and not a chance of me going outside.


Teens at a Lutheran church in Cedarburg, Wisconsin exchange smirks during a sex education sermon by Reverend Sell.

WPA (Works Progress Administration) workers load a truck with flood debris in Louisville, KY in 1937. It sure looks a muddy mess, but since we haven’t seen a drop of rain since May, I’d take a muddy mess right now.

Most of the yearbooks I collect have ads in the back. Rarely are they interesting beyond the typeset or logos of the times, but this 1955 Lion’s Lair yearbook shows student at the places of business.


These students tried out the wheelbarrow at Allandale Hardware & Variety.

This Piggly Wiggly image gives insight to mid-century grocery stores before big chains like Wal-Mart and Target served our grocery needs.

Butter Krust was the best bread around; we used to cover our textbooks with Butter Krust advertising sheets.

Isn’t this last one fun? I like how they spell Bubba as “Buba.”


Okay, okay, I get it. The war is over. Japan has just surrendered, and folks in Washington DC are understandably celebrating with copious amounts of PDA. But tone it down, folks. Save it for the bedroom. I’m turning into an old fuddy-duddy, aren’t I?
photo: Jasmin Schneebeli-Wochner/Gymbox
Welcome to the 2016 Rio Olympics edition of The Blog of Funny Names. Today we showcase siblings Diego and Daniele Hypólito, shown here, discussing the merits of having a hometown advantage this year in Brazil. Both are gymnasts, competing for the gold.
Do not confuse the two with other hippos like Hippolytus Guarinonius, noted physician and polymath. Isn’t that a fun word? It’s not actually a teacher of many maths; it’s more of a Renaissance man, one who has knowledge of broad subjects. And speaking of broad subjects…
Perhaps, like me, the accented Hypólito surname brings to mind a baby hippo.
While this is not altogether unpleasant, it is inaccurate. Neither sibling resembles a hippo in any way. But looks can be deceiving. While Daniele looks young, she will turn 32 (egads, man!) in September. Compare this to the fact that the average age of U.S. women’s gymnastics teams has…
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In yet another NOPE photo, mentally unstable young people jump off a 64-foot waterwheel in Syria in 1954. Note the person climbing on the bottom of the wheel, as well as those against the bricks. To reiterate, nope.

Have you ever done anything so daring?

Signs don’t matter when the on-duty service animal is too cute for words. In Louisburg, North Carolina, Tonto (a “seeing-eye” miniature horse) learns restaurant etiquette from his trainers.
Why use a horse instead of a dog? For one, horses have eyes on the sides of their heads, with a range of nearly 350 degrees. Horses can also see clearly in almost total darkness. According to The Guide Horse Foundation, the ideal Guide Horse owner includes:


Tallahassee Florida resident Mike Ewen plays baritone sax while four-year-old son Nathanael joins him.