Saw this beauty the other day and it looks like a '70 Grand Prix to me. In 1970 there was a ton of great movies, including the smash hit that spawned one of the best TV shows in history, M*A*S*H, and while watching the show recently I thought, "How great was the casting of Loretta Swit as Margaret Houlihan?" She was a foxy, bleached-blond broad with a big mouth, just like Sally Kellerman in the original Robert Altman movie, plus she was always screaming at someone. My little gayling self was in love with her. Lots of great music that year, too. Bread had a big hit with "Make It With You." They're criminally under-rated IMO, excellent musicians with a big catalogue of great songs. Their finest moment may just be "Guitar Man," a rather melancholy, sweet song about a man who's not quite sure why he keeps playing, but he's always looking forward to next gig. So you know what? Let's hop in that brand-new Pontiac Grand Prix, drive to the bea...

She was smart, she was sexy, but she was never famous. Nobody went to see movies because she appeared in them, and even on TV, she was never the draw. I grew up in the 1980s without cable. There were three networks, two PBS channels, and two one-horse local channels that showed oddities, or obscure old movies like "My Friend Flicka," but also old cartoons, and my own personal favorite, episodes of "The Little Rascals." I watched a lot of reruns and it felt like Nita Talbot was everywhere. In fact, she was the only reason I could ever sit through "Hogan's Heroes." "Now I have to tie you up and knock you in the head." "Oh Hogan, you CARE!" I always gravitated to the bad girls on TV. I don't mean murderesses or awful people, I mean rude or silky, funny bitches. I read and loved all the "Little House on the Prairie" books, but the TV show was lame as hell (the only time it was interesting was when that spiteful little twat...