From Freaks to She Freak: Strange Carny Films

In nearly 50 years, I’ve probably watched over 7,000 movies—and no, I’m not counting. But there’s a fascination that’s been with me just as long: carnivals. While I’ve never been truly “With It” (as the insiders say), I almost was. And even though I never fully stepped into that world, I’ll forever be “For It.”

That love for carnivals and my obsession with movies collided years ago when my friend Stig and I stumbled upon a VHS tape in one of his Gran’s old trailers that had recently been vacated. It was simply labeled FREAKS. We were already fascinated—maybe a little morbidly—with the deformities we’d seen at fairs, so naturally, we had to watch it.

FREAKS is a 1932 classic directed by Tod Browning, the same genius behind Dracula. It’s raw, unsettling and unforgettable. Watching it was like peeking behind the curtain of a world both fascinating and terrifying. The film was banned in many countries for its controversial content, but it painted an authentic picture of carnival life in the early 20th century—gritty, chaotic and utterly captivating.
Not long after, I found a softer antidote to FREAKS: the 1933 version of State Fair, starring Will Rogers. Shot on location at the Iowa State Fair, it was warm and vibrant, capturing the charm of fair life without the darker undertones.

Years later, I came across another film that brought me back to FREAKS: She Freak. At first, I didn’t realize it was essentially a 1967 reimagining of Browning’s masterpiece. Where FREAKS was moody and black-and-white, She Freak was drenched in vivid color, set against the lively backdrop of a 1960s carnival. It borrowed only the climactic ending, where the “human oddities” exact their revenge on the lead antagonist.

The story follows Jade Cochran, a cynical waitress who joins a traveling carnival to escape her dead-end life. She marries the wealthy owner of the freakshow but mistreats her fellow carnies, setting the stage for their brutal revenge. In the end, Jade is transformed into the grotesque “Snake Woman,” a chilling exhibit in the freakshow she once scorned.

Unlike FREAKS, which featured real sideshow performers like Johnny Eck (the Half Man) and the Doll Family, She Freak had to rely on makeup and costumes. By the 1960s, California laws prohibited the commercial exhibition of human deformities, making it nearly impossible to cast real “freaks.” Felix Silla, an experienced actor, was the only true sideshow performer in the cast.

The film was shot on a modest $75,000 budget, with much of the filming taking place on the midways of West Coast Shows, the largest carnival touring the Pacific states at the time. Bobby Cohn, the owner, allowed the crew to film during the 1966 fair season, providing a beautifully framed sideshow complete with freshly painted ticket boxes and a stunning 140-foot double-deck banner line.

Director Byron Mabe and the crew captured some of the magic of the carnival with handheld 35mm cameras, filming thrilling scenes on rides like the Octopus and even documenting the teardown process late into the night. These shots became the opening credits, perfectly conveying the timeless allure of the midway.

She Freak premiered on May 3, 1967, in Minneapolis and St. Paul, before debuting in Los Angeles on Friday the 13th of October that same year. Critics like Kevin Thomas of the Los Angeles Times praised its colorful carnival backdrop and authentic atmosphere, calling it “a surprisingly good little picture.”
For me, FREAKS and She Freak represent two sides of the same coin. One is raw and haunting, the other campy and colorful, but both capture the magic and mystery of carnival life in their own way.

What About You? Do you have a favorite carnival movie or a memory tied to the midway? I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments. Let’s keep the conversation going—your stories and insights mean the world to me. And if this post brought a smile or sparked a memory, your support helps keep these stories alive. Every little bit makes a difference and I’m endlessly grateful for your kindness. 💛

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A Royal Read Worth Bowing To: My Journey Through The Rules of Royalty by Cale Dietrich

Sometimes a book comes along that sweeps you off your feet in the most delightful, unexpected way. For me, that book was The Rules of Royalty by Cale Dietrich. As someone who works with books and loves to read, I usually stick to advanced reader copies—but this time was different. The story sounded so irresistible that I actually bought it when I came across it while shelving a shipment at work just a few days ago. And wow, what a decision! Within 48 hours of cracking it open, I had completely devoured this gem. Safe to say, I fell head over heels for both Prince Erik and Jamie—and trust me, you'll want to as well.

Picture this: a regular American teen discovers he’s not so regular after all. Jamie Johnson is the heir to the throne of Mitanor, a sunny and dazzling European kingdom. Naturally, his life is flipped upside down when he’s invited to his father’s summer palace to embrace his newfound royal roots. But that’s not all—Jamie finds himself under the wing of Erik Von Rosenborg, the dashing and duty-bound spare prince of a neighboring kingdom. Tasked with teaching Jamie the "rules of royalty," Erik soon finds himself wrestling with feelings far deeper than he'd anticipated.

This isn’t just a story about royal palaces, regal traditions, and fancy etiquette—though it delivers on those fronts too. At its heart, The Rules of Royalty is a beautifully crafted tale of identity, self-discovery and the kind of love that makes you rethink everything. Erik and Jamie’s chemistry is electric and their journey is a reminder that even under the weight of crowns, the human heart craves connection.

What truly sets this book apart are its characters. Jamie is relatable, awkward in the best way and full of heart. Erik, meanwhile, brings depth, charm and a vulnerability that’s impossible not to love. Watching them navigate the complexities of their roles and feelings was such a joy. They’re the kind of characters who stick with you long after the last page. Here’s one of my favorite (non-spoiler!) lines from the book: "Sometimes, the hardest thing isn’t choosing between right and wrong—it’s choosing between what’s expected and what feels true." Moments like these made me pause and reflect, which I think is the hallmark of truly great storytelling.

For those unfamiliar with Cale Dietrich, let me just say—this isn’t his first literary rodeo. Dietrich has a knack for creating meaningful, queer narratives that tug at your heartstrings. His other works, including The Love Interest and If This Gets Out (co-written with Sophie Gonzales), have garnered acclaim for their authentic voices and compelling plots. Based in Brisbane, Dietrich continues to wow readers with stories that balance humor, heart, and just the right amount of drama.

Don’t just take my word for it—here’s what others have been saying:
Kirkus Reviews called it “a sweet romance filled with healthy relationships and honest discourse.”
The Book Ishelf described the book as a “fresh perspective on familiar tropes” with “authentic character development.”
Between the Shelves compared it to a queer retelling of The Princess Diaries—and honestly, they’re spot on.

If you’re curious, here’s how the publisher sums it up: "Two princes from neighboring countries fall into a whirlwind royal romance in this sparkling spin on The Princess Diaries by Cale Dietrich. At a magnificent summer palace, Erik guides Jamie through the intricacies of royal etiquette, politics, and history. What neither prince anticipates is the connection that sparks between them—one that challenges both of their futures."

I can’t recommend The Rules of Royalty enough. Whether you’re into royal romances, queer love stories, or tales of self-discovery, this book delivers in spades. It’s heartfelt, funny, and unputdownable. Cale Dietrich has truly outdone himself with this one. So, have you read The Rules of Royalty? What did you think? I'd love to hear your thoughts in the comments below! And if you enjoyed this post and want to keep my reading list growing, feel free to show some love—every bit of support is hugely appreciated. Happy reading, friends. Until next time!

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When Friendship Collides with Politics: A Personal Reflection

Let me take you back to a moment that left me both baffled and reflective. It all started with a Facebook status update—a simple post that spiraled into something much bigger.

“You are dumb and I am tired of your nonsense.”

That’s what he wrote. A status update aimed squarely at me after I dared to challenge his political views with what I thought were valid, well-reasoned points. This wasn’t just anyone; this was someone I grew up with, someone I never imagined would fall into the trap of blind faith and wishful thinking when it came to politics.

We grew up in a community that was, let’s be honest, a breeding ground for bigotry. It was a place where self-proclaimed Christians wielded their values like weapons, shaming anyone who didn’t conform. Somehow, he became part of that crowd—a crowd I never thought he’d join.

I don’t usually talk about politics or religion because, let’s face it, it’s tacky. But I will always speak up when I see people being taken advantage of or when I sense something isn’t right. That’s just who I am.

The whole thing started when a mutual friend posted about losing a government benefit she and her hardworking husband relied on—not welfare, just to be clear. When this guy, my childhood friend, chimed in with an insult, I couldn’t stay silent. My comment must’ve struck a nerve because instead of engaging in a civil discussion, he resorted to personal attacks. He called me a “lefty” and a “snowflake,” then unfriended me.

But he didn’t stop there. He posted that infamous status—“You are dumb and I am tired of your nonsense”—knowing I wouldn’t see it. Mutual friends, however, made sure I did by sending me screenshots. The irony? His defensive, cowardly behavior seemed like the very definition of “snowflake.”

What hurt (though not really) the most wasn’t the political disagreement; it was the personal attack. This man knew my history—the abuse I endured as a child, the circumstances that led me to hustling as a teenager just to survive. Yet, he weaponized that knowledge against me, using it to demean me when I shared a personal story about Lindsey Graham from 30 years ago.

Back then, hustling wasn’t a choice; it was survival. While I eventually found success, it wasn’t something I would’ve done for fun—not at first, anyway. For him to twist that part of my life into an insult was a low blow I didn’t see coming.

This man embodies the values of an archetypal MAGA supporter. When faced with questions or challenges, he deflects, making the other person seem unreasonable. It’s frustrating, but it’s also somehow fascinating.

I’ve done some digging into the psychology behind unwavering Tr*mp support, and here’s what I’ve found:

1. Narrative Resonance: Tr*mp tells stories that resonate with people’s identities, even if they’re not entirely factual.

2. Cognitive Dissonance: Supporters often dismiss accusations against him to avoid the discomfort of conflicting beliefs.

3. Distrust in Institutions: By undermining mainstream media and science, Tr*mp has fostered a reliance on alternative narratives.

4. Emotional Connection: His emotional, rather than logical, communication style creates a strong bond with his base.

5. Group Identity: Supporting Tr*mp becomes part of one’s social identity, making it hard to break away.

This experience taught me a lot about the fragility of friendships and the power of deeply held beliefs. It’s easy to feel hurt and betrayed, but it’s also a reminder of the importance of standing by your values, even when it’s uncomfortable. Now, I’d love to hear from you. Have you ever had a friendship tested by politics or differing beliefs? How did you handle it? Share your thoughts in the comments—I’d genuinely love to connect and learn from your experiences.

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The Rhythm of the Night: Reliving the Eurodance Magic with Corona

My first acquaintance with Eurodance music was when I was in New York City in the early 1990s. I instantly became a huge fan. I love disco and dance music, and to this day, despite the genre's decline at the end of the nineties, I remain a devoted fan of Eurodance as well as all dance music. One of the most memorable moments was hearing Corona's smash hit "The Rhythm of the Night" on the radio and in dance clubs. I was blown away! These tracks are some of the best dance anthems ever, alongside other Corona immortals like "Baby Baby" and "Try Me Out." The album also includes some fantastic tracks that were never released as singles. If you grew up in the nineties and remember the dance music of that era, this album is essential for your collection. It allows you to reminisce about those wonderful times and embrace the super positive energy that only Eurodance music can generate.

Corona's "The Rhythm of the Night" album, released in 1995, became an instant sensation. The album features what the producers wanted you to think were Olga De Souza's powerful vocals, bringing life to a collection of hedonistic dance tracks, more on that later.

Music Week gave the album 4 out of 5 stars, praising the title track and the follow-up single "Baby Baby," calling it a superior dance album. NME rated the album 8 out of 10, highlighting the Spagna Brothers and their collaborator F Bontempi's contribution to the collection of belting dance beats. The album is filled with energetic and danceable tunes, making it a must-have for Eurodance fans. Pop Rescue emphasized the infectious energy of the album, praising tracks like "Try Me Out" and "I Gotta Keep Dancin'." The review noted that the album is perfect for a dance party. Rate Your Music featured mixed reviews. While some users praised the 90s dance classics "Baby Baby" and "The Rhythm of the Night," others felt that the rest of the album didn't live up to the same standard. The repetitive bass beat pattern and cheesy lyrics were points of criticism. Album of The Year highlighted the nostalgic and uplifting nature of the album. Some users expressed a deep emotional connection to the title track, describing it as a song that brings joy and excitement.

Corona, led by the Brazilian model/singer Olga De Souza, became synonymous with Eurodance in the 90s. Interestingly, the actual vocals for "The Rhythm of the Night" were performed by Italian singer Giovanna Bersola (better known as Jenny B). The rest of the tracks were actually sung by Welsh Singer, Sandy Chambers. Olga De Souza served as the face of the group, appearing in music videos and performances, adding to the visual appeal of the act. The album was produced by Francesco Bontempi, also known as Lee Marrow, and the Spagna Brothers. Their collaboration resulted in a collection of tracks that are both energetic and infectious. The recording process of "The Rhythm of the Night" album involved top-notch producers and musicians. The album features a blend of synthesizers, drum machines, and electronic beats, creating a sound that was contemporary and timeless. The use of distinctive instruments and production 

The standout tracks on the album include "The Rhythm of the Night," "Try Me Out," and "I Don't Wanna Be a Star." Each song showcases the infectious energy and catchy melodies that define Eurodance music. One notable cover version on the album is "Baby Baby," which to any fans of the song, THIS is the definitive version of the song, reimagined, adding a fresh twist.

Hearing "The Rhythm of the Night" and "Baby Baby" for the first time in New York City was a game-changer for me. These songs captured my heart and further fueled my love for Eurodance music. I still believe they are some of the best dance tracks ever created. The album's super positive energy and nostalgic vibe make it a timeless classic.

"The Rhythm of the Night" by Corona is an album that continues to bring joy and excitement to fans worldwide. I'd love to hear your thoughts and memories about this album in the comments below. And if you feel inspired, any contributions or gifts are always appreciated but never expected. Let's celebrate this timeless classic together.

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The Wraiths of Wilton Castle: Haunting Echoes of a Forgotten Era

Gather 'round, dear readers, and let me take you on a spine-tingling journey to the fire-scarred ruins of Wilton Castle in southeastern Ireland. Nestled among the rolling hills, this once-stately home of the Alcock family now stands as a haunting reminder of the past. If local legends are to be believed, the castle walls harbor more than just memories—they're home to a fair share of restless spirits. So, grab a cozy blanket, dim the lights, and prepare to be captivated by tales of ghostly apparitions and eerie encounters that will send shivers down your spine.

Looming above the landscape of southeastern Ireland, only the charred remains of once-stately Wilton Castle stand as a testament to its grand past. Until it was ravaged by flames in the early 1920s, this sprawling structure was home to generations of the Alcock family, prominent figures in the region since the early seventeenth century. But even in ruin, Wilton Castle continues to harbor secrets and spirits that refuse to fade into history.

One of the most chilling stories recounts the strange lights that sometimes flicker in the remnants of a castle tower. Local legend has it that an old woman, a one-time actress, met a fiery end in that very spot. On certain nights, her spectral presence is said to illuminate the tower, casting an eerie glow that draws the curious and the brave.

Another spine-tingling tale tells of Harry Alcock, a beloved family member who tragically died in 1840. Each year, on the anniversary of his death, his shade is seen driving slowly away from the castle in a ghostly carriage. In the past, crowds would gather in anticipation of the event, and a local shoemaker even claimed to have had a conversation with the phantom, his voice echoing from beyond the grave.
But perhaps the strangest and most unsettling tale is that of Archibald Jacob, a neighbor with a dark past. As a magistrate and captain of a local militia company during the rebellion against Britain in 1798, Jacob was notorious for flogging and torturing many in the parish. One fateful evening in 1836, while returning home from a ball at Wilton Castle, Jacob met his end in a mysterious fall from his horse. For years afterward, his ghost was said to haunt both the scene of his death and the castle itself. On one eerie occasion, a Catholic priest was summoned to conduct an exorcism. As he made the sign of the cross, the ghost of Archibald Jacob allegedly appeared in the fireplace before vanishing in a cloud of smoke.

These haunting tales are just a few of the ghostly encounters that have been passed down through generations, each one adding to the mystique of Wilton Castle. The castle's fire-scarred walls may stand as silent witnesses to the past, but the spirits within are far from quiet.

As we close the chapter on the eerie tales of Wilton Castle, one can't help but wonder if the spirits still linger, bound by the echoes of their tragic past. Whether you believe in ghosts or not, these stories invite us to explore the mysteries that lie beyond our understanding. If you've enjoyed this chilling journey through time, I invite you to share your thoughts and experiences in the comments below. And if you'd like to support more spine-tingling tales, consider sharing a token of appreciation. Until next time, stay curious and keep your eyes open—you never know what might be lurking in the shadows.👻

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The Great Rocking Chair Caper: A Donald Chronicles Story

Family. It's a bond thicker than blood, right? Well, sometimes, in families like mine, it's a bond thicker than… well, let's just say it's complicated. The stories that have been passed down through the generations, whispered in hushed tones and roared with laughter, are the real treasures. And this one, a tale of audacious shenanigans and suburban surprise, is a perfect example. I've heard it from so many relatives and the key players have confirmed its truth. It's a story so good, some have even suggested I include it in my book. While I'm not sure it fits there, it definitely deserves a place here, in the annals of "The Donald Chronicles."

Back in the 70s and 80s, my daddy's side of the family, particularly those descended from my great-Aunt Velma, were known for their… let's call it "spirited" nature. My Granny, bless her heart, used to warn everyone whenever Velma and her crew were coming over: "Watch them like hawks! They'll rob you blind!" I have a mountain of stories about their escapades, but this one, the inaugural tale of "The Donald Chronicles," is a true gem.

My Aunt Beverly, a vision of elegance and grace, was a hairdresser with a keen eye for beauty, both personal and domestic. She kept herself impeccably put together, and her homes were always a reflection of her refined taste. After a stint in a trailer behind my Granny's house on East Drive, she, my Uncle Gene, and their sons, Brian and Darin, finally settled into a lovely, quiet neighborhood in Mobile, Alabama. They were just getting settled into their new home when, wouldn't you know it, word reached the ears of Velma's daughter, Sissy.

One fateful day, Beverly answered her doorbell to find Sissy, a grown woman, standing on her porch, ready to make a deal. Sissy, with a tale of hard times and a proposition too good to refuse, offered Beverly a "perfect" set beautiful rocking chairs. The chairs would look amazing on her new front porch, Sissy insisted, and the price was unbelievably low. Beverly, charmed by the offer and perhaps a touch of familial loyalty, agreed. Sissy and I think my cousins Micha, Aimee, and Tyre (pronounced Ty-Ree) – promptly unloaded the furniture from their beat-up pickup truck and arranged it in Beverly's yard. Beverly, delighted with her new acquisition, couldn't have been happier.

A week later, a knock at the door brought a different kind of surprise. It was a neighbor, looking rather… perplexed. They explained that their rocking chairs had mysteriously vanished the previous week, and, well, the furniture on Beverly's porch looked suspiciously familiar. As Beverly recounted her recent purchase from her "family," the pieces of the puzzle clicked into place. The realization dawned on Beverly: she had been unwittingly enjoying her neighbor's rocking chairs, courtesy of a brazen daylight heist orchestrated by our own relatives. Beverly, being the honest and kind hearted person that she is gave back the chairs, deeply apologizing for the embarrassing situation that was not fault of her own.

The story, as it's been told and retold, always ends with a hearty laugh. It's a testament to the colorful characters in my family and the unexpected twists and turns life can take. It also makes you think about the things we value, the stories we tell, and the connections that bind us, even when those connections are a little… unconventional.

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The Many Faces of Dementia: A Tribute to GLOW’s Michelle Duze

You ever watch something and think, "Wait a minute, something feels...off?" That was me when the Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling season 3 began, after I had started watching GLOW around the end of season 2. I had barely scratched the surface of the Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling universe—catching just a few late-season episodes and some clips from those old-school VHS tapes they sold back in the day. I wasn’t exactly a superfan…yet.

The first episode of season 3. Dementia made her eerie return, complete with that familiar makeup and over-the-top gimmick. But something was different—I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Was I imagining things? Was it just that a year had passed, or maybe my memory was playing tricks on me?
Spoiler alert: my hunch was spot on. It wasn’t just a slight shift—Dementia was completely different. That’s because the character had a whole new persona, played by someone else. And that revelation sent me down a rabbit hole to uncover the story of the original Dementia herself, Michelle Duze.

Michelle Duze wasn’t just any GLOW girl—she was the original Dementia, the unforgettable bad girl with an axe to grind (literally) and a uniquely childlike, brutal energy in the ring. After season 2 wrapped up, Michelle and a group of other wrestlers followed David McLane to Indianapolis. From there, they trained and hit the road under the banner of the Powerful Women of Wrestling (POWW).

By the time GLOW rolled into its third and fourth seasons, Michelle had already parted ways with the show. So, she never really got to know the newer cast members, including her own replacement, Nancy Daly, who stepped into the Dementia role after her departure. During her time with GLOW, Michelle’s versatility didn’t end with Dementia. She also played Sugar, the sweet Good Girl from New Orleans. And when she joined POWW, she leveled up by taking on even dual characters—becoming both the all-American patriot and Sasha, the fierce Russian competitor.

Here’s a fun behind-the-scenes twist: In GLOW at first, they tried to conceal Sugar’s true identity by giving her an enormous curly wig, hoping fans wouldn’t connect the dots. But eventually, they got more creative. A dramatic storyline involving the Heavy Metal Sisters burning Sugar’s face paved the way for her transformation into a masked character—a clever way to keep Michelle’s dual roles under wraps. Wrestling production wasn’t just about body slams—it was all about cost-effectiveness. They figured having one performer juggle two personas was easier than hiring another wrestler. Apparently, not not everyone fell for it, though. Hardcore fans could spot the similarities between Sugar’s and Dementia’s wrestling styles. While Sugar was more traditional, Dementia’s persona allowed Michelle to unleash a chaotic, almost childlike brutality in the ring.

Michelle was more than just a powerhouse in the ring—she was savvy behind the scenes, too. Rumors of shady dealings among GLOW’s producers and attorneys were no secret. Rather than signing her real name on contracts, Michelle pulled a genius move: she signed with aliases inspired by Disney characters. Talk about outsmarting the system!

Michelle also had some special connections with other GLOW stars. Ursula Hayden, who played Babe during season 3 and 4 and later on became the owner of GLOW, was a high school best friend of hers. Michelle actually introduced Ursula to GLOW during its second season. Also, Hollywood and Michelle had a shared history, working together at the Richard Simmons Anatomy Asylums in Glendale, CA. Hollywood’s boyfriend taught aerobics with Michelle. It was Hollywood who brought Michelle to the Riviera Hotel after the GLOW pilot was shot. Many girls share stories about their living conditions and roomates during their GLOW days. Michelle’s roommate during her Riviera days? None other than Matilda the Hun, played by Deanna Booher. Wrestling, as it turns out, was as much about friendships as it was about flying dropkicks.

Michelle wasn’t just handed the role of Dementia—she had to work hard to make it her own. The producers gave her a basic concept: a character inspired loosely by the tragic Lizzy Borden story. Beyond that, Michelle had the freedom to flesh out Dementia’s quirks and persona. Her entrance by being pushed out in a cage, the silence, the axe—those were all elements that evolved naturally as Michelle stepped into the character. GLOW had its fair share of challenges—there were creative disagreements, editing woes, and questionable management practices. But Michelle and her fellow wrestlers stuck together like a family, navigating the highs and lows of the wrestling world.

After leaving GLOW, Michelle joined David McLane’s new venture, a wrestling show, POWW which toured across the U.S. It was an exhilarating time, with the show following the WWF circuit during Hulk Hogan’s peak era. The only catch? GLOW owned the rights to its original characters, so everyone who joined McLane had to tweak their personas. Michelle left her wrestling career behind in the late 1980's but her legacy as the original Dementia remains unforgettable.

So there you have it—the fascinating, multi-layered story of Michelle Duze, the woman who first brought Dementia to life and left her mark on the wrestling world. Whether you remember her as the axe-wielding wild card or the sweet lady from New Orleans, Sugar, Michelle’s journey is a testament to the grit, creativity, and camaraderie that defined GLOW. What do you think of Michelle’s story? Did you know all these behind-the-scenes details, or did I just blow your mind? Let me know in the comments—I’d love to hear your thoughts! And hey, if you enjoyed this trip down memory lane and want to support more stories like this, feel free to show some love in any way that feels right to you. Thanks for being part of this journey with me!

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Carnival Chronicles: Spinning into Nostalgia on the Himalaya

Hey there, carnival enthusiasts and thrill-seekers! 🎡✨ Today, I want to chat with you about one of my all-time favorite rides – the Himalaya. This ride, known by various names like Musik Express and Super Himalaya, has been a staple at countless fairs and amusement parks, and it holds a special place in my heart.

Let me take you back to my childhood. I first saw the Himalaya when I was around 3 years old at the Greater Gulf State Fair in Mobile, Alabama. Century 21 Shows, owned by Al Kunz, brought this dazzling ride to town, and I remember riding it with my mom and dad. The flashing lights, vibrant colors, and the sounds of the horns, sirens, and music were absolutely mesmerizing. I was also fascinated by how it worked, the way it moved, and how the mirror ball in the center rotated in the opposite direction of the ride. It was the last time my parents rode it, but that memory stayed with me.

Years later, when I was in 3rd or 4th grade, Goodings Million Dollar Midways brought their Reverchon-built Himalaya to the Pensacola Interstate Fair. They also featured a similar ride called the Amor Express, with red lighting, hearts, and a heart-shaped centerpiece that lit up and flashed with the rest of the ride’s lights. It was spectacular!

When Reithoffer took over the midway contract at the Pensacola Interstate Fair, they brought their Himalaya as well as a Mack-built Raupen Bahn. This ride had green and yellow lighting, cars with a caterpillar theme, and a working canopy that enclosed riders halfway through the ride. They also brought the Mack See Sturm Bahn, another Himalaya-type ride with boat-shaped seats that spun and undulated with a cool water feature in the center.

I've always loved the Himalaya and its various iterations, though I'm not a fan of the scaled-down versions by Wisdom. Still, I ride them when I can. Other rides I've enjoyed include Musik Express and Rock & Roll by Amusements of America, Belle City Amusements' Rock & Roll, and the Polar Express owned by Conklin. I've also ridden various Himalaya and Music Express rides from Drew Expo, Cumberland Valley Shows, Peachtree Rides, Royal American Shows, and many others.

So, what exactly is the Himalaya? It's a ride where cars are attached to sweeps radiating from the center. Each car has a wheel underneath that rolls along a track, driven by motors to make the ride revolve. Riders are secured with a simple lap bar, and many today also use seatbelts. The cars travel in a circle, navigating a set of hills. It's more about the atmosphere, with music, lights, and a dance club vibe. Many Himalaya rides feature flashing LED or turbo lights, strobe lights, disco lights, and sometimes laser lights. Fog machines and bubble machines are also popular, and a horn or siren is typically sounded when the ride reaches its highest speed.

There are all kinds of Himalaya rides out there, made by different companies. You’ve got Bertazzon's Musik Express/Super Himalaya and Mack's Musik Express with 20 cars. Then there’s Wisdom's Himalaya/Polar Express with 22 cars—this one's a favorite at most US carnivals because it's cheap to transport and easy to set up and take down. Reverchon’s Himalaya, with 24 cars, is pretty much the gold standard of music rides. For the kids, Venture has a Mini Himalaya with 14 cars. Other makers like Soli, ARM, and SDC also threw their hats in the ring. These rides can be jazzed up with unique artwork, lighting, and designs, so no two look quite the same. Most come with a roof, but some carnivals have given up the roof and travel with models that are open-air.

While doing research for this article, I visited a Tyrone May's website called May's Himalaya Fan Website, which is a treasure trove of detailed photos and information about older Reverchon Himalayas as well as an incredible scratch built model he created. I always find a bit of inspiration when I look at his website. I don't have the patience for scratch building so I have a model that I built from a kit made by Faller. I am looking to buy another Faller Music ride that they created called the Jungle Train and possibly a few kits created by RAH.

Musik Express rides, similar to the original Caterpillar rides of Germany, are built by companies like Bertazzon, Mack, Wisdom, and Reverchon. They feature twenty-ish 3-passenger cars that rotate on a track with sloped and flat sections, powered by 4 DC motors, and can reach speeds of up to 12 rpm. Riders are restrained by a single solid lap bar, and the ride is manually operated, with music and lights controlled by the operator.

Some rides, more common in Europe, even have a canopy that can cover the ride while in operation, adding to the old caterpillar ride nostalgia.

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Taylor Jenkins Reid: The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo: A Captivating Journey Through Glamour and Heartbreak

Sometimes a book comes along that not only stands out in the crowded literary world but leaves a lasting impression on every reader who turns its pages. "The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo" by Taylor Jenkins Reid is one such masterpiece. In my stores, the book stores in the Atlanta airport, this book has been a huge seller and topped our bestseller bay. Even two years later, it's still within our top 36 trade paperback books, and for good reason.

I have to admit, I held off reading it until almost a year after I started working for the company. One day, curiosity got the best of me, and I caved. I devoured the entire book in about a day and a half, mostly through the audiobook version, which I still consider reading because you're absorbing the author's words exactly as intended.

The story of Evelyn Hugo, an aging and reclusive Hollywood movie icon, is nothing short of mesmerizing. Her decision to reveal the truth about her glamorous and scandalous life is a tale of ruthless ambition, unexpected friendship, and a great forbidden love. The Indiependent praised it as a masterpiece, highlighting the compelling narrative that tugs at the heartstrings and the immaculately fleshed-out character of Evelyn Hugo. The book doesn't shy away from exploring dark and important themes such as sexual exploitation, domestic violence, and the restrictions faced by queer women in Hollywood.

On Goodreads, the book boasts an impressive average rating of 4.41 out of 5 stars from over 3.6 million ratings. Readers have lauded it for its phenomenal storytelling and emotional impact. Kirkus Reviews described it as a celebration of human frailty that speaks to the Marilyn Monroe and Elizabeth Taylor in all of us. The book is a fascinating blend of celebrity tell-all style and emotional depth.

Taylor Jenkins Reid, the brilliant author of "The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo," has crafted a story that is both captivating and heartfelt. Her ability to bring characters to life and create a narrative that resonates with readers is truly remarkable. Reid's attention to detail and her knack for weaving complex, multidimensional characters make this book an unforgettable read.

The characters in the book are richly developed and unforgettable. From Evelyn's seven husbands to the journalist chosen to tell her story, each character adds depth and complexity to the narrative. Interestingly, many characters were inspired by real people, fictionalized to create a compelling story. One of these characters is based on Tab Hunter, a man I knew in real life. This personal connection makes the story even more meaningful to me.

Once I got past the first two chapters, I was hooked. Evelyn's story resonated with me on a deep level, and I couldn't put the book down. The audiobook version was an incredible experience, as I felt like I was listening to Evelyn's actual recount her life story. The book's exploration of themes like love, ambition, and identity is both thought-provoking and emotionally charged.

"The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo" is a book that stays with you long after you've turned the final page. I'd love to hear your thoughts and experiences with this book in the comments below. And if you feel inspired, any contributions or gifts are always appreciated but never expected. Let's celebrate this incredible story together.

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Daddy's Magic: Using What We Had and Transforming Stale Bread

Most of my vivid childhood memories aren’t of grand vacations or extravagant gifts; we weren’t that sort of family. Our lives were stitched together by simple things, driven by necessity since we were often broke. One such memory revolves around my dad's ability to make something from almost nothing, his French toast. It was far from fancy, definitely not the same sort of thing you would get from a restaurant. He often made do with the slices and heels of white bread that were starting to go stale. But somehow, my dad transformed those humble slices that none of us wanted into something magical.

He approached the kitchen with a certain confidence, though it always looked like he was just tinkering. He'd whisk together eggs and milk in one of my mama's old Tupperware bowls, adding a dash of cinnamon, a bit of sugar, and some vanilla extract. Then, he'd dip the stale bread into the mixture, letting it soak up the goodness before frying it in a pan with a little bit of butter, or what we could usually afford whether it was Country Crock or some sort of margarine. The warm, sweet aroma that filled our house was amazing.

His French toast wasn’t about culinary perfection; it was about resourcefulness. Out of very little, my dad created something special, something that was not just a satisfying breakfast but something that warmed my heart.

One particular morning, around the age of ten, I was going through a difficult time. I was grappling with something I felt too ashamed to discuss. Our neighbor, the father of a girl in my grade, had been abusing me in a way I couldn't fully understand, but I knew it was wrong. As I sat there, fork in hand, inhaling the sweet scent of cinnamon, I desperately wanted to tell my dad. But the words wouldn’t come. Shame and fear held them captive. I was afraid he wouldn’t believe me—after all, he and the neighbor would wave and exchange pleasantries every weekend as the neighbor washed his Volkswagen in the front yard. I feared my dad would take his side. So, I ate my French toast, savoring every bite, and kept my secret locked away. I held that secret for years, the only person who knew, until I told my mom in my late 30s was my friend TK and it didn't surprise him at all.

Dad's Amazing French Toast Recipe

Ingredients:

• 4 large eggs
• 1 cup of milk (whole milk or half-and-half for a richer taste)
• 1 tablespoon of sugar
• 1 teaspoon of vanilla extract
• 1/2 teaspoon of ground cinnamon
• A pinch of salt
• 8 slices of thick-cut bread (Brioche or Texas toast works great, but stale white bread works too!)
• Butter for cooking
• Powdered sugar (optional, for serving)
• Maple syrup (optional, for serving)

Instructions:

1. Prepare the Batter: In a large mixing bowl, whisk together the eggs, milk, sugar, vanilla extract, cinnamon, and salt until well combined.
2. Dip the Bread: Heat a large skillet or griddle over medium heat and add a bit of butter to coat the surface. Dip each slice of bread into the egg mixture, allowing it to soak for a few seconds on each side.
3. Cook the French Toast: Place the soaked bread slices onto the skillet or griddle. Cook until golden brown and slightly crispy, about 2-3 minutes per side.
4. Serve: Serve the French toast warm, dusted with powdered sugar and drizzled with maple syrup, if desired. You can also add fresh fruit or whipped cream for an extra treat.

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Whitney Houston's "Whitney" Album: An Eternal Pop Masterpiece

There are no perfect words to describe Whitney Houston's voice. She possessed an extraordinary ability to bring life to songs in a way that no one else could. Whitney's voice was a treasure, and her beauty, grace, and class made her an unparalleled artist. Her effortless, smooth riffs and sophisticated elegance made her a true icon.

Released on June 1, 1987, "Whitney" is one of the best-selling albums of all time, with over 20 million copies sold worldwide. This album marked the beginning of her incredible rise, debuting at number one on the US Billboard Top 200 Album Chart and staying at the top for a record 11 consecutive weeks. It features five top-10 hits on the US Billboard Hot 100, including four number-one singles.

When I first saw the "I Wanna Dance With Somebody" video, I was captivated by its infectious and colorful energy. I knew I had to own the album. My dad bought me the 45 singles of "I Wanna Dance With Somebody" and "So Emotional," and I still have the 12-inch single of "I Wanna Dance With Somebody" to this day. When my friend Stig added the cassette to his "stock" at his little flea market business, I acquired the cassette tape from my friend and fell in loved with the rest of the tunes I'd not heard on the singles I had, or the radio. Now, I cherish my CD, digital versions, and the remixed tracks of So Emotional and I Wanna Dance WIth Somebody, all of which are loaded on my phone. When I discovered it was re-released on vinyl, I couldn't resist and bought it with a gift card I received for my birthday a few years ago.

The recording process of "Whitney" was a meticulous endeavor, involving top-notch producers and musicians. The album showcases a blend of ballads and dance-pop tracks, featuring unique instruments that added depth and richness to the songs. Synthesizers, drum machines, and electric guitars were used to create a sound that was both contemporary and timeless.

The album's artwork is a reflection of Whitney's playful side while still retaining that look of elegance and sophistication we fell in love with. The cover features a striking image of Whitney, exuding confidence and grace. Her radiant smile and captivating presence make the album visually as well as musically stunning.

Each track on the "Whitney" album is a testament to her incredible talent. The standout tracks include "I Wanna Dance With Somebody," "So Emotional," "Where Do Broken Hearts Go," and "Didn't We Almost Have It All." These songs not only showcase her vocal versatility but also her ability to connect with listeners on an emotional level.

How does one do justice to a review of a classic Whitney album? It simply can't be done. Whitney and her voice speak for themselves. She is irreplaceable, and her music is timeless. We all miss her shining spirit and hope that wherever she is, she knows that we loved her in body and in spirit.

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A Chilling Encounter: Haunting Tales from 19th Century Clapham

Welcome, brave souls! Have you ever felt that spine-tingling sensation when something just isn't right? Or caught a fleeting glimpse of a shadow that shouldn't be there? Tonight, I invite you to journey with me into the heart of a chilling tale from 19th century Clapham, England. A seemingly ordinary evening took a terrifying twist for one family, leaving them forever haunted by an unforgettable encounter.

In the tranquil garden of their Clapham home, a mother and her son, John, were enjoying the cool evening breeze as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting eerie shadows across the lawn. Little did they know, their peaceful evening was about to descend into a nightmare.

"Mother, look! It's Ellen!" John exclaimed, pointing across the garden.

Ellen, the eldest daughter, had been sent away to Brighton to distance herself from a scandalous romance. Her sudden reappearance at home was nothing short of shocking. Concerned for Ellen's well-being and wary of the father's wrath, the mother instructed John to bring her inside quietly.

With a sprained ankle making it impossible for John to walk, he called out to his younger sister, Mary, to fetch Ellen. Mary hurried toward Ellen, but despite her efforts, Ellen didn't respond. Instead, she turned and began to walk away, her dark blue cloak billowing ominously behind her.

Determined, Mary pursued her sister, but as she reached out to grasp Ellen's arm, her hand passed through the figure as if she were grasping at mist. A shiver of terror ran down her spine as she realized something was terribly wrong.

Terrified, Mary returned to the garden, breathless and trembling, to recount the bizarre encounter to her mother and brother. Later that evening, their worst fears were confirmed: Ellen had tragically drowned in the sea that very night.

Throughout history, countless stories like this one have been whispered in hushed tones, passed down through generations, forming the basis of folklore. These tales of phantoms and apparitions have left us questioning: Do these ghostly encounters have a basis in reality?

In the late 19th century, the Society for Psychical Research (SPR) was founded in England by esteemed scholars like Henry Sidgwick and Frederic Myers to investigate such phenomena. Their extensive research aimed to unravel the mysteries behind these otherworldly encounters.

One of the most comprehensive studies, "Phantasms of the Living," published in 1886, explored telepathy as a potential explanation for apparitions. The researchers proposed that a percipient might receive a telepathic signal from the apparent, causing the apparition to appear. Although controversial, this theory sought to provide a scientific framework for understanding these chilling encounters.

The SPR's findings suggest that many phantom encounters coincide with life crises, often occurring near the moment of death. Apparitions might also appear to deliver messages, seek justice, or simply reassure loved ones.

Interestingly, apparitions aren't limited to the deceased. There have been reports of living people manifesting as phantoms, performing mundane tasks while seemingly oblivious to observers. Some cases even involve hauntings, where a specter inhabits a location and reveals itself over time.

Modern physics and parapsychology continue to explore these phenomena, with researchers believing that advancements in science may eventually provide a clearer understanding of apparitions. Whether phantoms are a product of our imagination or a window into an undiscovered realm, they remain an intriguing aspect of human experience.

As we draw the curtains on this eerie tale, we're left with more questions than answers. Was Ellen's apparition a cry for help, a final goodbye, or something beyond our understanding? These haunting stories continue to captivate and mystify, urging us to seek answers to the unknown. I'd love to hear your thoughts, experiences, and theories in the comments below. And if this chilling encounter resonated with you, consider sharing a token of appreciation to support more spine-tingling tales. Until next time, stay curious and keep your eyes open—you never know what might be lurking in the shadows.👻

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The Tape King of the Flea Market: Stig's Shady Shenanigans

A few weeks ago, I shared my Columbia House/BMG story. Now let me tell you about my friend Stig (not his real name, as I prefer to keep his true identity under wraps) and his ingenious (though slightly mischievous) method of making money back in the day. Stig was a bit of a legend among our group for his creative ways to turn a profit. Just in case you're curious, he was one of my friends during my hustling days. One of his best schemes, during his middle and high school years, involved the good old Columbia House and BMG music clubs. Just like me, Stig had no intention of paying for those “free” tapes.

Picture this: Stig, with his knack for finding loopholes, realized he could exploit the Columbia House and BMG music clubs by ordering multiple sets of tapes under different variations of his name, as well as made-up names. Stig's grandma owned and ran a trailer park with a bunch of vacant lots but full-sized mailboxes. His method was simple: find every postcard in magazines offering those tempting “12 Tapes for a Penny” deals, fill them out with different names, and wait for the magic to happen. Stig didn't just depend on his sister's "Seventeen" magazine; he went to gas stations, pulled out the postcards from the magazines, bought a can of Pepsi and a Slim Jim, and walked out of the store with a stack of music club and magazine subscription cards. A few weeks later, boxes of tapes would arrive at his house and his grandmother's trailer park mailboxes, which were only a few blocks away from Stig's house. Stig was always helping his granny around the trailer park with little tasks for money, so it wasn't unusual for him to be seen around the trailer park in the afternoons after school.

But Stig didn’t just sit on his haul. No, he always had a plan. He had a booth at the local flea market where he sold items left behind by people who moved out of his grandma's trailers. This was the perfect opportunity for him to sell his ill-gotten tapes for $5 to $6 each. His stock was impressive, and he quickly became known at his school as the go-to guy for the latest hits, never offering a discount to his friends. Each week, his classmates would ask what new tapes he had, and his answer was always, "Come on by and see." And they did. People would flock to his booth every weekend, eager to see what new treasures he had in stock.

Stig’s flea market booth thrived for years. He managed to keep the operation running smoothly by continuously ordering more tapes under different aliases and always staying one step ahead of the collection agencies. His parents, blissfully unaware of his entrepreneurial exploits, just thought he had a knack for finding abandoned items to sell.

Stig also had another trick up his sleeve to make even more money from those that couldn't afford his full, yet low price. He would make copies of the tapes onto blank TDK, Maxell, Sony, and Memorex tapes and sell those at a discount. Then, he would re-shrink wrap the original and sell it at his regular full price of $5 to $6. This way, he maximized his profits while keeping his customers happy with both original and discounted copies.

Remember I mentioned he collected magazine subscription cards too? Stig's booth didn’t just consist of left-behind items and music club tapes (and later, CDs); he also sold magazines ranging from Playboy to Good Housekeeping to Highlights for Children, using a magic marker to mark out the name and address where they were delivered. I asked if he ever tried the VHS or Book of the Month clubs to stock his booth, and his answer was no. He said books would mean people would hang out in his booth too long reading, and the VHS club seemed harder to scam for some reason. I joined the Columbia House Movie Club back in the 90s, and I agree, it was definitely more tightly run than the music version.

Stig’s story is a testament to the creativity and resourcefulness of a kid determined to make a little extra cash. While the ethics of his method might be equal or slightly more questionable than my own, there’s no denying the ingenuity behind it. And let’s be honest, those were the days when getting music was an adventure, and each tape came with its own little drama.

Where is Stig today, and what does he do for a living, you ask? He did not inherit his grandmother's Trailer Park, it was leveled and redeveloped as an assisted living facility in the early 2000's. Let's just say he’s an entertainer of sorts, still offering content to those willing to pay and has an impecable gift of helping people avoid trouble when they are in tight spots.

Sort of Stig back in the day

Looking back, it’s amazing how a penny could buy so much...chaos and creativity. Stig turned a simple mail-order scam into a thriving business, and his legacy lives on in the stories we still share. And speaking of creative ventures, thoughtful comments or whatever from my readers are always appreciated!

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Saturday GLOWcase: Celebrating G.L.O.W. Memories with Mike Rand

This week's Saturday GLOWcase celebrates one of the biggest fans and supporters of the GLOW brand, Mike Rand. I've known Mike Rand for a very long time and our mutual love for celebrating the Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling (G.L.O.W.) has been a fantastic journey. Mike and I are passionate about sharing what we can for fans to enjoy regarding this iconic show from long ago and our mutual goal of introducing new fans to G.L.O.W. remains unwavering. Although we've never met in person, there was a fleeting moment in 2018 when our paths almost crossed at a charming Chinese restaurant and karaoke bar in New York City's Chinatown. I look forward to the day we finally meet and can reminisce about our G.L.O.W. adventures face-to-face.

Mike with GLOW Girls Royal Hawaiian, Lightning and Hollywood

Growing up in the '80s, Saturday mornings were Mike's favorite time of the week. It was a period filled with his beloved cartoons and thrilling wrestling shows. One memorable Saturday, as he flipped through the channels at noon on New York's WPIX Channel 11, Mike stumbled upon something extraordinary—women's wrestling! It's fascinating that WPIX is the channel where Mike discovered and faithfully watched the show. Many other fans I know also discovered and enjoyed GLOW on WPIX. This was also the channel where I got the best reception on my handheld Realistic branded PocketVision 22 with a 2-inch screen from Radio Shack during the days I was homeless back in 1992, though GLOW was long gone by then.

Mike with Little Egypt of GLOW

At that time, Mike was already a devoted WWF fan, eagerly tuning in every week to watch his favorite male wrestlers in action. However, the concept of women wrestling was entirely new to him. When he first saw these fierce ladies step into the ring, he was captivated by their athleticism and charisma. The excitement of watching them battle it out, get into intense fights, sing catchy songs, rap with swagger, and even perform hilarious comedy sketches was exhilarating. It was a thrilling and dynamic spectacle that went beyond traditional wrestling, combining elements of entertainment in a way he had never experienced before. This unique blend of athletic prowess and theatrical flair hooked him instantly, making G.L.O.W. an unmissable part of his Saturday mornings.

Mike interviewing GLOW's original Russian, Ninotchka

The characters on G.L.O.W. were not only entertaining but also undeniably gorgeous, each with their own unique flair and charisma. Choosing a favorite was nearly impossible for Mike because so many of the wrestlers stood out in their own special ways. Each woman brought something different to the ring, from their dazzling costumes and captivating personas to their impressive athletic skills and showmanship.

Mike with head GLOW writer Steve Blance

However, two of Mike's absolute favorites were Hollywood and Sally the Farmer’s Daughter. Both of these women were not just fantastic wrestlers; they looked like models with their stunning appearances and commanding presence. Hollywood's bad girl persona and Sally's wholesome, country girl charm made them natural rivals. Their matches were always electrifying and filled with intense energy.

Mike Interviewing GLOW's Godiva

Their chemistry was incredible, making every encounter in the ring a must-watch event. It wasn't until years later that Mike discovered they actually attended the same high school, which added a layer of authenticity and depth to their rivalry. Knowing that their competitive spirit was rooted in real-life connections made their in-ring battles even more genuine and exciting for fans like Mike.

G.L.O.W. (Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling) was a significant part of Mike's Saturday mornings. It aired on Connecticut's WTTX Channel 20 at 10:00 am and 11:00 pm during its first two seasons, providing prime-time slots that allowed fans to immerse themselves in the thrilling action and entertainment. After the first two seasons, Mike had to rely on the New York station, WPIX Channel 11, for season 3, which continued to feed his growing passion for the show.

Unfortunately, by the time season 4 rolled around, G.L.O.W. was moved to a late Saturday/early Sunday slot at 2:00 am, a challenging time for many fans to tune in. This change in schedule led to the show struggling to maintain its viewership, and it stopped airing after just 12 episodes. Mike, like many other devoted fans, was disheartened to see G.L.O.W. quietly disappear from the airwaves, leaving a void in his Saturday morning routine.

It wasn't until the advent of the internet that Mike realized there were 14 more episodes of G.L.O.W. he had never seen. The excitement of discovering these lost episodes and finally getting to watch them brought back a flood of memories. However, it also highlighted the sadness of the show's untimely disappearance. Despite this, the legacy of G.L.O.W. continued to live on in the hearts of its fans, including Mike, who loved every moment of the show and its impact on the world of wrestling entertainment.

Mike and Lightning

Mike's list of favorite wrestlers is extensive, including Hollywood, all three Farmer's Daughters, Godiva, The California Doll, Tina Ferrari & Ashley Cartier, The Heavy Metal Sisters, The Housewives, Ninotchka, Spanish Red, Mt. Fiji, and many more. Each one brought something special to the ring. Some of his favorite segments included Tiffany’s G.L.O.W. Gossip, Godiva’s Bare Facts, Asking Ashley, and California Doll’s Points To Ponder. The battle royals were always a highlight, as were the matches between Sally & Hollywood, Americana & Ninotchka, Mt. Fiji & Big Bad Mama, and the chaotic encounters with The Heavy Metal Sisters and Godiva.

Over the years, Mike has been fortunate enough to befriend many of the incredible ladies from G.L.O.W. His passion for the show and genuine admiration for these women led to lasting friendships that he cherishes deeply. Mike's involvement with G.L.O.W. took a significant turn in 2012 when he had the opportunity to participate in the G.L.O.W. documentary. This project allowed him to share his insights and experiences, contributing to the preservation of the show's legacy.

In addition to the documentary, Mike took it upon himself to run a fan page dedicated to the G.L.O.W. ladies. This platform became a hub for fellow fans to connect, reminisce, and celebrate their favorite wrestlers. During the pandemic, Mike seized the opportunity to take his passion a step further by interviewing a few of the G.L.O.W. stars and sharing their stories on YouTube. What started as a couple of interviews quickly blossomed into a full-fledged series, with 15 interviews to date.

These interviews provided fans with a deeper understanding of each wrestler's backstory, offering unique insights into their journeys both inside and outside the ring. Through these conversations, Mike helped keep the spirit of G.L.O.W. alive, ensuring that the legacy of these trailblazing women continues to inspire and entertain new generations of fans.

Though G.L.O.W. eventually left the air, it remains special to Mike because of the wonderful memories he has of watching it and getting to know these remarkable women. They were true trailblazers, paving the way for future generations of female wrestlers, whether they realized it or not.

Mike and Hollywood

Connect with Mike Rand and dive deeper into the world of the Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling by following him on his social media platforms. Join the community on Facebook at facebook.com/officialmikerand, X (formerly Twitter) at x.com/mikerandcom and Instagram at instagram.com/officialmikerand. Don't miss out on his engaging interviews and content on YouTube at youtube.com/@OfficialMikeRand and visit his official website at https://mikerand.com for more updates and exclusive content.

As we celebrate these incredible memories, I invite you to share your own stories and experiences of G.L.O.W. Whether you met any of the wrestlers in person, watched their mesmerizing performances, or were inspired by their strength and charisma, I would love to hear from you. Feel free to leave comments and share your memories of GLOW. Let's honor these incredible women, crew and fans together! If you feel inspired to support our efforts in keeping the spirit of G.L.O.W. alive, your contributions in any form are greatly appreciated. Every little bit helps me continue sharing these stories and celebrating the legacy of the Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling. Thank you for being a part of this wonderful community!

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