Dear Diary,

I started to go see Bob Hope in “My Favorite Blonde” today, but Mother threatened my life if I did. So just to be on the safe side, I went to the Majestic and saw “Juke Girl.” It was good, but I didn’t enjoy it nearly as much as I would have enjoyed seeing “My Favorite Blonde” to or three times more. I’m going to see it when it comes out the the Rosewin anyway. Of course, Mother doesn’t know that. I saw “Caught in the Draft” ten times, and I didn’t like it as much as I like this one, so I’ll see it at least ten times.

Dear Diary,

I saw Bob Hope in “My Favorite Blonde” for the fifth and sixth times today. I imagine that will be the last time until it comes to the Texas or Rosewin. I’m going to be too busy resting tomorrow to go to any show, even “My Favorite Blonde.” I’ve got to get in plenty of rest so all my wits will be functioning Monday night for Mr. Hope and his most illustrious companions. Golly, won’t Monday ever come? I guess it will, because I felt this way twice before this. Once almost two years ago, and once not three months ago. But both those days came, and so will next Monday.

Dear Diary,

I got a picture of Bob Hope today from “My Favorite Blonde.” That means it will be out in about two months or less. Less, I hope. After all, it’s been over two months since I last saw him in a picture. “Louisiana Purchase” will be at the Texas next Sunday, but I can’t go see that, because I’ll be at a concert early in the day and I’ll be listening to him after the concert. I guess I’ll just have to wait until it gets to the Rosewin before I see it for the ninth (and probably tenth) time. I guess I can stand the wait though.

In the same magazine from which I got that picture there was as picture of Marlene Dietrich giving Bob a light. Bob looks like he’s trying to impress her. He’s putting on that old glamour-boy act. It’s just opposite from the first picture. In that one he looks like an excited kid.

Dear Diary,

I went down town today and saw the puppet opera “Carmen.” It was cute and the singing was Victor recordings of opera stars. After it was over I went and picked up my ring at Linz where it was being made smaller. Right in front of the store I met Mildred and Marion who were supposed to be at the show with Jean but the said they didn’t know they were supposed to be with her so we all went home together and got Jean and went to the Rosewin. Charles Starret was in the cowboy picture and Jean said he looked like Bob Hope. Imagine! Personally, I don’t see the slightest resemblance.

Dear Diary,

I went to the Rosewin today to see “The Secret Of Dr. Kildare.” Lionell Barrymore has always been my favorite actor, but every time I see him in a picture I like him twice as much as I did the last time.