After nine years of marriage, avid angler Tom Hayden has found a way to lure wife Jane Fonda to his favorite fishing spots. “Tom often suggests we take a vacation someplace,” reports Fonda, “and then lists all the reasons why I would like it. Usually when I get there, I find there’s a great bass lake nearby. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and wonder what a small-mouthed bass has that I don’t.”
Playing the Numbers
When Tony Dorsett learned that Ronald Reagan had a thing for the number 33, the Dallas Cowboy running back, who wears that number at work, sent one of his football jerseys to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. The President wrote Dorsett a long thank-you note, explaining that besides wearing the number while playing football at Eureka College, he was the 33rd Governor of California, and during that time closed the deal to buy his beloved ranch at 3:33 p.m. on the third day of the month. “I know that neither one of us is going to start planning our lives around numbers,” the President concluded circumspectly. “Still, it’s kind of fun to think you might have a lucky one.”
Dear Me, Abby
It’s a stunner. Abigail (Dear Abby) Van Buren recently disclosed on Chicago television that she had once been “zonked” on grass. “Somebody baked some brownies and put a little marijuana in them. I didn’t know it at the time,” she said. But the columnist isn’t high on getting high; she is opposed to legalization of pot. “It’s very damaging,” she says. “Instead of facing a problem and solving it, you smoke a little, you get a little stoned and everything seems okay. But it isn’t.” Got a problem? Write Abby instead.
Who’s on First?
A star is a star is a star, figures former New York Mets first baseman “Marvelous Marv” Throneberry, now enjoying something of a renaissance as a TV pitchman for Miller Lite. “The commercials have brought me back into the public eye,” preens Marv. “You get away from baseball and you fade out. Even George Washington faded out,” he muses, “although you hear about him now and then.”
Once Was Not Enough
Absence of Malice isn’t all that complimentary toward female reporters. Yet the Detroit chapter of Women in Communications, Inc. saw fit to celebrate the movie’s Motown premiere by inviting its screenwriter, Kurt Luedtke, former executive editor of the Detroit Free Press, to a special meeting. How did he feel, one news-woman wanted to know, when the New York Times assured readers that the plot of Malice—which revolves around irresponsible crime reporting—was too farfetched to happen on any real newspaper? “That didn’t bother me too much,” said Luedtke. “What really bothered me is that the guy who wrote it misspelled my name 11 times.”
•The movie’s gotten mixed reviews, but Steve Martin is glad he played his first dramatic, nonsilly role in Pennies From Heaven anyway. Why? “Twenty years from now, a hundred years from now,” says Steve, “people won’t remember me as the guy with the arrow through his head.”
•Romantic novelist Barbara Cartland stays delicately out of her royal step-granddaughter’s life, but couldn’t help getting her two pence in through the British press. A vitamin aficionado, Cartland is concerned about the pregnant Princess of Wales’ morning nausea. “If she took 100 milligrams of B6 as soon as she woke up in the morning,” prescribes the well-preserved octogenarian, “she wouldn’t be sick.”