Showing posts with label Shepherd Wong. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shepherd Wong. Show all posts

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Fitness Regiment for Writing a Book

You know this book didn't happen by itself. 

First, Rory and I groaned through thousands of sit-ups, push-ups and we pumped iron. Our nightly assignment, crawling around the living room rug picking up lint pointed out by Dad while he sat in his chair and Mom yelled from the kitchen, "they're not goats, we have a vacuum, get off your bony ass." 

Without this JFK designed presidential fitness regiment (so Dad said), "I Hate the Dallas Cowboys - tales of a scrappy New York boyhood," would be kaput.

It's on sale at Logos Book Store in Yorkville, or if you are not in the neighborhood buy it online at Amazon, B&N or other booksellers.

"If you like to laugh, move your ass." says Tommy's Uncle Mommy.

Casey, Ralphie (A Christmas Story) & Shepherd Wong from "What's Up Tiger Lily?" each gave the book five stars.












"I Hate the Dallas Cowboys"
Shepherd
Ralphie


Casey


Monday, May 17, 2010

"Don't Tell Me What to Do, or I'll Have My Mustache Eat Your Beard."'


YouTube is a time tunnel to youthful idiocy. Films like "What's Up Tiger Lily?" destroyed my scholastic potential.

It came out when I was 12. At 12, I'd laugh at a milk box. Then, Woody Allen dubs a horrible Japanese spy film with his own story line and dialogue and I'm spending good money to see the film three times down on 57th Street bringing different friends each time building a fan club.

Japanese detective, Phil Moscowitz, battles gangster, Shepherd Wong, yelling "Saracen Pig! Spartan Dog!" with each punch. Wing Fat desperate to locate the secret Egg Salad recipe warns Shepherd Wong, "Don't Tell Me What to Do, or I'll Have My Mustache Eat Your Beard." And he'd do it!

My favorite threat in the film: "Back off! My secret spy camera has taken pictures of you all through your clothes. Unless you release me, your naked photos will be sold in every school yard in Tokyo within the hour. Unless you are totally comfortable with your body, you must release me."

Here are a few scenes from the film. I must say, I'd be a big fan of this picture strictly because it champions Mayonnaise (Hellman's blue label, please) over Miracle Whip.




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fYnA6_-q4BY