Dear Diary,

Gee, it was good to hear Bob Hope on the radio again. Any and the Kingfish said they wanted to be sure there was some important star in “Star-Spangled Rhythm” to kind of carry the quartet along. Bob said, “Well, there’s Bing Crosby, and I’m in the picture myself. Then there’s Dorothy Lamour, Paulette Goddard, Veronica Lake, Mary Martin, Eddie Bracken, Rochester, —” The Kingfish said, “Oh, Rochester’s in it. Then it’s okay. We wanted to be sure there was some big star in it, so the boys wouldn’t be put in a B picture.” Bob added there was already one good quartet in Hollywood—Bing Crosby’s.

Dear Diary,

Tonight was Bing Crosby’s last show of the season, so at the end of the program he called up brother Bob, who will sub for Bing, to help Mary announce next weeks guests. Then Bing, with about two minutes to spare (and he needed every bit of it) said, “Well, so long. Be of good cheer. Farewell. Take good care of yourselves. Love each other. Adios.” Bob, Mary Martin, Ken Carpenter, and John Scott Trotter, in unison, said, “G’bye.” Bing said, “Every year I get the same enthusiastic farewell. I tell you, it’s heartwarming.” Well, even if they won’t miss you, Bing, I will. I hope you and Bob Hope get in several nice solid games of golf during the summer. Bob needs it for that pot of his.

Dear Diary,

Although Bing Crosby had only one guest tonight, the program was better than it has been in some time. Bing and Mary Martin were talking about saving materials for the government, and Mary said, “Why, Bing, do you realize that just sixty-two little tooth-paste tubes will hod together all the radio connections for a big bomber?” Bing replied, “Yeah, and it doesn’t take much more that that to hold Bob Hope together.”

Victor Borge was better tonight, because he stuck mostly to his music. He was funny all right, but in a musical sort of way. I think he must realize that he’s not nearly as good a comedian as he is a pianist, although when he combines the two, the results are pleasant enough.

Dear Diary,

I guess I was so mad last night while listening to Bing Crosby that I didn’t hear the mention of my true love. It seems that Walter Huston was showing Bing and Mary Martin a picture of Madeleine Corroll’s home, as a sample of fine architecture, and Mary remarked, “It’s a lovely house, but look at that strange fire-plug. It has such a long snout.” Bing said, “That’s no fire-plug; That’s Bob Hope.”

My! my! how clever our Mr. Crosby is becoming. But he wasn’t clever enough to keep Jerry Lester. That, I can’t get over!

I got several new pictures of Bob today. I guess I’ll have to take time off some day and count all those pictures of mine. There must be a million of ’em.

Dear Diary,

If I weren’t such a good girl, I’d curse like a sailor right now. I don’t know who caused it or why, but Jerry Lester’s contract has been dropped, and he is no longer on the Kraft Music Hall. I noticed last week that Bing Crosby didn’t mention Jerry for this week’s program, but I didn’t think much of it at the time. Then I saw in the paper this morning that Mary Martin’s and Victor Borge’s contracts had been renewed, but there was no mention of Jerry. And the final blow was that Jerry wasn’t on the show tonight. Dam—uh, darn it anyhow. At any rate, I will soon be seeing Jer in “Sleepy Time Gal,” a picture also boasting Skinnay Ennis, a certain orcherstra leader on a certain Bob Hope radio program.

Dear Diary,

Bing Crosby was arfully good tonight, as was Mary Martin, Victor Borge, Ken Carpenter, John Trotter, and all the guests. I imagine Jerry Lester was good too, but I sneezed during his allotted time and missed him. That makes me so mad! Darn it, Jerry’s good, so why doesn’t he get more time on that program? He used to have five or ten minutes.

I got an article out of the morning paper about some of the nonsense going on on the set of “The Road to Morocco.” Bing and Bob Hope are cutting up as they usually do when they get together. I imagine this will be Bob’s best picture since “Road to Zanzibar.”

I finally got that picture of Bing Crosby taken just after he ripped his pants in Phoenix. A spectator is kneeling down mending Bing’s pants with a spectators badge. Bob is standing by, grinning from ear to ear.

Dear Diary,

As usual, the Kraft Music Hall was sell tonight. It appears that Jerry Lester became the father of a boy last week. Bing asked him if everyone wanted to hold the baby on their lap, and Jerry replied, “Well, no, Bing. Not since the government announced a shortage of rubber.” Bing and Mary Martin sang three songs tonight that they sang in “Birth of the Blues.” Jerry joined them in “The Waiter and the Porter and the Upstairs Maid.”

I was reading the paper today, and when I came to the sports page, I saw that Bing Crosby and Bob Hope are arranging a trip here early in February to do a benefit golf match for the Red Cross. On the amusement page it said that reports that Bing and Bob would be here had not been confirmed!

Dear Diary,

I went to the Cotton Bowl game today. Alabama defeated Texas A. & M. 29 to 21. It was so cold at the game that my feet almost broke off. As a matter of fact, this has been one of the coldest days in Dallas in almost two years.

Mary Martin joined the gang on the Kraft Music Hall tonight. She took Connie Boswell’s place, since Connie is going ona long personal appearance tour throughout the East. Victor Borge gave a repeat performance of his phoenetic (Is that the way to spell it?) punctuation. Not only that, but he also became a regular member of the gang tonight. With all those good stars on the program (including Jerry Lester and Bing), it is second to only one program—Bob Hope.

Dear Diary,

I went to the show with Jeanne today and saw “Kiss the Boys Goodbye” with Mary Martin and Oscar Levant. I still say that it would be a good idea to co-star Bob Hope and Oscar Levant. Bob is downright hilarious and Oscar is funny in a repulsive sort of way. the two of them would make a swell combination, and I betcha’ someday they’re “combined.”

Dear Diary,

Bob Hope’s guests tonight were Mary Martin and David Butler. When Mary said she was from Texas, Bob said, “So you’re from Texas. Is it true that everyone in Texas is bow-legged from riding horses?” Mary said, “Of course not Bob. Besides, we don’t say bow-legged. We just say well built—in a round-about way.” He just finished by the skin of his teeth tonight so he didn’t sing the theme or tell who the guest would be next week. David Butler got almost as many laughs tonight as Bob, so Bob said, “Dave, where are you getting all those good lines” I didn’t geve them to you.” Next week is Bob’s last program this season. I surely hat to see him leave the air.