#paul and jer

[fredandginger64]

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Hope they make your day as bright and wonderful as they do mine!

[jerrylewis-thekid]

For me this is the true story of their meeting. Dean was the guy who would have said that "lick it" and this story says something very important: Dean noticed Jerry first otherwise he wouldn't have noticed that Jerry threw the egg on own shirt. But Jerry protected Dean with the tale that he had seen him first and fallen in love with him. It was exactly the opposite. And anyway they BOTH told the newspapers while they were together that theirs was "love at first sight". And here he says something important, that is that he was sixteen years old and not yet married. And Jerry was famous for his incredible memory!

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[sometimesiamhappy]

Martin and Lewis ❤

[jerrylewis-thekid]

I reblog because it deserves it

Oh…

[survivalxofxthexfittest]

👥 Charlie

@pxtitxrosx

Road trip saga here

JP also calls Charlie, Chucky, after the scary movies. He did it to show her that it wasn't something to be afraid of by making a game of it at first. He figured if she thought it was associated with something funny that she would get over her fear of it. (The therapists he had growing up weren't completely useless. He actually learned a lot from them and it made it easier for him to manipulate a situation - good or bad - when necessary.) And it worked. It was this success that was a confirming factor in their later road trip.

Even though he bitches about it, he secretly loves watching all her rom coms and chick flicks with her. He wouldn't have cared what movie they were watching in all honesty, he just liked having uninhibited, free and happy, time with her. Moments that weren't marred by the tragedies of life.

He also is far sillier with Charlie. Or at least he used to be. His playtime vibe was very much like this. (Or this if that doesn't work. Lol.) She's actually the only one he lets that side out with.

Charlie is his favorite sibling.

[eesirachs]

Anon who asked about the suicides here. Unfortunately I'll need the specific locations/texts (of at least two, I think). It's not that I don't believe in you!! I'm just trying to show it to someone

of course-

king saul kills himself via the sword in 1 sam 31. i have posted often about how god sees this death and never gets over it, and that is at least partly why he later incarnates as a non-roman (roman citizens would die by the sword: i think god feared dying as saul did)

sign-acts as self harm: see ezekiel's self-harm sign-acts: isolation in ezek 3:31; immobilization ezek 4:4-8; eating over excrement ezek 4:9; see also jeremiah's self-harm sign-acts: exposure to elements jer 13; auto-yoking in jer 27

elijah praying to die: 1 kngs 19:4; knowing elisha will also end up praying to die: ibid v. 20 ("what have i done to you!?")

tobit praying to die: tobit 3 (sarah also has a prayer for death here)

moses praying to die: numb 11:13

jonah prays to die and then attempts suicide via the elements: jonah 4

psalmist 88 also prays to die and, in fact, enacts a semiotic death (writing from the grave). this is one of two psalms that does not end in resolution with god

samuel asking to be put to rest after already dying: 1 sam 28

many close to god also express, without intention to enact and without real plea, their wanting-to-die: see job (all of it), jeremiah (jer 20), and rebekah (gen 27:46)

there are many more than what my post listed. almost every prophetic sign act is self-harm. and, in the second testament, you have (very famously) the apostle paul saying he struggles with suicidal ideation, as well as the suicide of judas, which lacks any affective response precisely because none suffice. keep in mind that in the ancient world, self harm and auto-death looked like, and meant, very different things than they do today. keep also in mind that in each pericope here, god shares in the wanting-to-die, never answering the plea or condoning or condemning, but holding gently unto the pain

[fredandginger64]

One of the most beautiful sounds in the world is Dean Martin making Jerry Lewis laugh. It's beee-autiful!

Dean and Jerry on the MDA telethon, November, 1953

[fredandginger64]

Omg! Why? THERE'S SO MUCH WITH THESE TWO! AND FRANK PROBABLY KNEW IT ALL!

YOU GUYS: color photos of Frank with his JERRY LOGO BADGE!

the mystery deepens. why was he wearing this for Dean’s show? will we ever know?

[jerrylewis-thekid]

They separated them while they were alive, not taking into account what they really wanted to do when their fame was at its highest. They continue to separate them from the dead without taking into consideration, from Dean Martin's family, his years with Jerry, pretending not to understand that those years were the years in which Dean Martin was truly happy. Or rather the first years together when it was just Paul and Jer, without having around the whole machine of the "dirty dream factory" as Nick Tosches defined it. And even in death Dean Martin is still treated (by his own family) like a star of the show and not like the Dino Crocetti person. Nobody tries to understand what Dino Crocetti was like as a person basically because nobody cares. Just like it happened when he was alive.

They just changed their whole story in favor of the hypocritical and puritanical American public and turned Jerry into a monster and Dean into a saint.

For money.

[cosmic60s]

Here's some material straight from the publicity department at MCA. This would have been intended to craft the "Dean Martin" public persona after his breakup with Jer. From the earliest years after they went solo, we can see the "king of cool" identity beginning to take hold for the mainstream public. I also included a singular color slide of Dean performing solo at the Sands because I think it's a nice perspective from the crowd and makes you feel "in the moment." This would have been roughly around the same time as the attached marketing material.

There are a few quotes from this that stand out to me -

"He is amazingly modest concerning his talents. Of his singing, he says, 'I'm no singer. I can carry a tune and I have an easy style. But a lot of us crooners get by because we're fairly painless.' He's so painless three of his recordings have sold more than a million copies and one, "That's Amore," was well over 3,000,000 at last count."

I find it interesting how often Dean seemingly downplayed his talents and his singing in particular. It certainly plays into his cool, laidback image. However, I think it speaks to some of the insecurity and uncertainty he felt about his career, especially after going solo. Although, even Jerry wrote about how Dean never gave himself the credit he deserved when it came to his singing abilities. It seemed to be a rare spot of vulnerability. I don't think Dean could have ever imagined that his career would have such longevity, long after his passing (not only is he forever cemented in show business legend, but he currently has 6,000,000 monthly listeners on Spotify - that's no small feat).

"His friends call him Dino, and his enthusiasm at encountering old acquaintances is genuine and boyish. He likes people, and the feeling is mutual."

His friends called him Dino but only Jerry called him Paul. I think it's a bit funny that it says he likes people when I think it was very much known how he tended to avoid crowds and parties. It's even been said that he would retire early from parties at his own home to go watch a western film in another room. In this publicity material, we can see these clear distinctions and contradictions between Dean Martin the persona and Dino Crocetti the man.

[fundiepredictions]

Stats (part eight)

Smallest marriage to baby #1

Paul&Christina Caldwell (222 days)

Lincoln&Susanna Bontrager (~233 days)

Jonathan&Kaylee Hill (242 days)

Evan&Carlin Stewart (251 days)

Joseph&Kendra Duggar (273 days)

Austin&Joy Forsyth (273 days)

Jeremiah&Hannah Duggar (274 days)

Drew&Susanna Jerred (275 days) new

Kelton&Josie Balka (287 days)

Mike&Suzette Keller (288 days)

Biggest marriage to Baby #1

Andrew&Kori Wissmann (2669 days)

Nathan&Melanie Maxwell (1880 days)

JimBob&Michelle Duggar (1321 days)

Alan&Rachel Businitz (1305 days)

Jesse&AnnaPatrice Maxwell (~1155 days)

Daniel&Bethany Beasley (858 days)

Steve&Teri Maxwell (841 days)

Lawson&Tiffany Bates (799 days) new

Jeremy&Jinger Vuolo (621 days)

Christopher&AnnaMarie Maxwell (589 days)

Newcomers in both lists. Funny that Susanna was just one day slower then her sister Hannah. And a lot of Maxwell couples are in the lower list

[jerrylewis-thekid]

"Welcome to aboard" variety show, 1948.

[ashton-ryder]

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Compared to his slightly more openness with the other two Rose siblings on this particular matter, Ash has never told JP about the Sada problems, he's learnt his lesson on that one. And he really can't afford another telescope mysterious breaking again, literally, emotionally and financially. He knows just how close JP is to Sada, seeing the mess that came from telling Ria, Ashton simply learnt to keep his mouth shut about this, especially with JP. JP only really knows how much Sada hates him, from Sada herself, but that was it, that was harmless enough. Because whichever way the outcome goes, Ash only sees a lose-lose situation. If JP believes him, there might be an anger hard to tame, a mess he wasn't sure they could clean up. And the more likely latter that JP doesn't believe him from a single gaslight of Sada, Ashton wasn't ready to lose JP as a friend, as family. And if he had to keep this from JP forever to hold that delicate peace, he will.

Ash has let JP come to his apartment multiple times, at any time really, to share his problems with him, always a listening ear for him to at least talk through his feelings unfiltered and work things through. Perhaps it was the fact that Ash was kind of family, and yet not really family, there was a small comfort perhaps in that grey area of close enough but not too close. A sweet spot to open up and Ash was always a good listener, not always having the solutions but more often than not JP already knows his answer and just needs a sounding board and Ash was happy to be that for him, secrets spilt never revealed, rants shared and never passed along, JP deserves that much of his privacy, something he's sure he hasn't gotten much of all these years.

He knows that JP knows about certain feelings for a certain brother but Ash continues to deny it even if it's just knowing glances he's seen JP give him all this time. He glazes over them, as if any more of acknowledgment was going to throw JP into an excitement of being right all this time. But in one occasion last year, Ash had gravely talked to him to ask-beg- him to not tell Sada whatever he thinks there is between Ash and Jer, there wasn't-, he'd tell JP, but on the off chance it blabs out to Sada, he's pretty sure he wasn't going to get out of it alive. Probably dead in a ditch the very next day. Good thing he had his will drafted and grave picked out already. And while he loves and trusts JP, this was unfortunately something he just wasn't sure he could trust JP with, not if he valued any form of peace and solace he still had with this pocket of his life, a vulnerability he could protect if he pretended it didn't exist.

Introducing his mother to the Roses, with them pretty much being his first new friends moving here, his mother immediately took a liking to the three of them, empathetic and honestly, pissed off at the fact of what their mother put them through. She made the effort to always ask about them when she gets on video calls with Ashton, insisting on greeting them and saying hi when she could. The middle Rose reminded her a little bit of when young Ash, brash, a bit of a temper, a dash of insecurities. Perhaps if anything it was almost a nostalgic feeling, knowing the marines changed her son forever. She indulges JP in embarrassing stories of Ashton to use to make fun of him, an equivalent exchange between both families and love hearing about the siblings herself and JP was always the one to joke around about those. She wished she could help JP more in his struggles but like mother like son, she didn't always feel like it was her place to butt in on his life, not unless he wanted her to. So instead they focused on the brighter side of life, just wanting to return the love that the siblings have given to Ash all this time, knowing that they deserve it more than anyone else she knew.

[eyes-of-rock]

Read my body

Paul Stanley x OC

Plot: Gene bets Paul he can't get a girl's number.

“Hmmmm.” Eric sighed, sounding board as he started tapping his fingers on the table's edge before him.

Eric physically can't sit still for more than two minutes or be quiet. It’s what makes him a great drummer but also what makes him annoying to travel with at times. Sometimes, you want to sit and enjoy a moment of silence.

“There are no good-looking women here,” Gene complains beside me.

I resist the urge to roll my eyes. He never stops, does he? Since when has that stopped him in the past?

“What about her?” Bruce says, gesturing towards a woman sitting a few booths down.

She has long black hair falling down her back and arms in loose waves. Her make-up is dark and heavy metal-looking. She’s wearing glasses and has a notebook open in front of her. A long with some textbook. She's entirely focused on whatever she's working on.

“Too smart for you?” I tease Gene. I know he’ll go after anything with a pulse; everyone knows that.

“If the girl has a book in front of her in public, she won't be easily convinced,” Gene tells us as if he's dropping some wisdom.

“Are you saying you, Gene Simmons? The man who's slept with over 3000 girls couldn't convince her to sleep with you?” Eric says, clearly trying to get under Gene's skin a bit.

“Yes, but I’ll give $100 to anyone who can get her number.” Gene challenges, looking at me and Eric. We already know Bruce won’t take part, and he never does.

I look over at Eric. He throws his hands up in surrender. For someone who loves to talk, he sure can't talk to women.

“Paul?” Gene says, crossing his arms and looking at me.

I take one more look at her. It can't be that hard, right? I've done this thousands of times before.

“I’ll do it,” I say, “How hard can it be?”

Sure, I'm being a bit cocky, but I’m Paul Stanley of KISS I can get her number.

I walk over to where she's sitting. She doesn't even look up from her notebook. She's either ignoring my presence entirely or so forced on what she's doing that she genuinely has no idea I'm here.

I glance down at her notebook and then the textbook. It looks like some highly complicated math. It has numbers, graphs and bell curves. Things that go way over my head.

“Hello?” I say, trying to catch her attention.

I get nothing. Not even a slight movement or acknowledgement. She's still scribing away at the math in front of her.

Well, she's ignoring me.

This is going to be more complicated than I thought. I figured I could walk up and start a conversation and use my charm, and I'd have her number in no time.

Now, I have to figure out how to get her attention. I need something attention-grabbing and insane enough to make her look up. I don't want to offend her, though.

Then, an idea hits me.

“Read my body, Are the letters big enough? Read my body, do you like the book of my love? Read my body, turn the page, get to the good stuff.”

It's a ridiculous lyric when singed but even more ridiculous when you say it like you're having a regular conversation. If that doesn't get her attention, nothing will.

She stops dead in her tracks, drops her pen and looks up at me with a confused look.

“What?”

“Well, it worked, didn't it?” I say, crossing my arms and looking at her.

“Yeah, because it's maybe the most insane thing a guy has ever said to me.” She says, rolling her eyes.

“What does that even mean?”

“It’s a lyric.” I tell her, “That I wrote.”

“You wrote that?” She snorts, “Wow, you have a way with words, alright.”

“Not my finest work.” I admit, “But it got you to talk to me.”

“Yeah, it worked. Yay, you now go away.” She says, turning back to her work.

“Not until you give me your number,” I tell her, standing firm. I can't let Gene win now.

“I’ll give you an A+ for creativity, but no.” She says, “I don't give my number to strange guys.”

“Would it help if I introduced myself?” I reply, “I’m Paul.”

“The answer is still no, Paul.” She says, rolling jer eyes again.

“I’m not leaving until you do so,” I tell her, hoping this works; even if it's a fake number, it's still a number, and I still win.

“Fine.” She sighs, rolling her eyes.

“You want to win that 100 dollars, don't you?”

I stop dead in my tracks. Oh fuck.

“You heard that?”

“Yup. That’s why I ignored you so hard, but then you said something ridiculous, and I physically couldn't stop myself.” She looks pretty, assumed in shock. I'm sure it is written all over my face.

“Next time you want to place bets on girls, maybe keep your voices down.” She says, handing me the piece of paper.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” I reply, “Why did you give this then?”

“Well, anyone willing to sound that stupid deserves to win a bet. Plus, you weren't going to leave, so.” She shrugs.

“It’s not your number, is it?” I ask her; I strongly feel it's probably not, considering she knows about the whole bet thing.

“No, it is.” She tells me, which is the second shock she’s given me in ten minutes.

“Now, will I pick up if you call?” She shrugs, “You’ll just have to find out.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” I laugh, “Thank you.”

“Don’t worry about it.” She replies before turning back to her notebook.

I walk back to the table about to have $100 in my pocket and a girl's number. Pretty successful, if I do say so myself.

[jeremiah-rose]

STATS • CONNECTIONS • PINTEREST

GENERAL.

full name: jeremiah allen rose nicknames: jer, j, miah gender / pronouns: cis man, he/him age / birthday: 40, march 27th orientations: bisexual, homoromantic previous occupation: drug dealer , thief , gang leader, henchman birthplace: new york, new york status: single family: john paul rose (brother), charlie rose (sister), maisie o'halloran (daughter, unknown location) strengths: calculating, loyal, dependable, stoic, protective weaknesses: abrasive, callous, sadistic, violent, stubborn time in nyc: 40 years time at the wexley: 39 years, pre-outbreak room: #301

PERSONALITY.

jeremiah’s approachability and mood depends on the day and the amount of bullshit he’s had to endure for that day. in general he’s a bit exhausted all the time from being constantly in motion getting things done. he’s blunt and to the point, not wanting his time to be wasted and he’s impatient in that same sense. despite what people take a surface level, he’s actually quite intelligent, and he doesn’t miss much of what’s going on around him. he isn’t the type to make an impulsive decision unless he has to, he likes to know exactly what outcomes are possible and what he’s going up against. that’s not to say he doesn’t have some reckless moments, but that’s much more in his past unless it means doing whatever it takes to protect those he cares about and is loyal to. when it comes to his work, he can be quite cold and unforgiving, ruthless. but he can have a good time, even laugh once and awhile, if he can find the time to do so– relaxation isn’t a luxury he feels like he’s afforded often.

BIOGRAPHY.

tw: violence, neglect, death, drugs, murder

     jeremiah was born to a mother who wasn’t ready to be a mom and dropped off with grandparents who were done having children. still, they took him in and then did the same with his brother who came along a few years later. to their credit, they made an attempt at raising the boys but by the time a third child came along, his little sister, they were far too along in years to be chasing young children. especially ones like jeremiah who were keen on getting into pockets of trouble whenever he saw an opening. their mother was hardly around and jer gave up on her long before charlie came around. being the oldest, however, jer didn’t hesitate to step up and take responsibility for his siblings and their grandparents when their health started to fail. his siblings were and are everything to him and he’d do anything to keep them safe.

     he couldn’t stop jp from experiencing the disappointment of a neglectful childhood or falling in with the wrong people the same way he’d done. even though he would do his best to keep him from getting into deep, a point of no return where he couldn’t protect him anymore. when it came to charlie both of them made a point to keep her far away from the evils of the world and out of trouble. they all relied on each other and did their part to keep the house running, take care of their grandparents, and survive. jer did his best to take on the bulk of it all, especially when their grandparents passed, but each of them did what they could to look out for each other.

     in order to make ends meet, jeremiah started his hustling from a young age which only flourished as time went on. he started with stealing candy, snacks, and the like from the store and selling it to kids at school for a full profit. later this turned to substances, weapons, and services. he fell in with a local gang that he went on to become one of their leaders through an exchange of power and with him the group grew, both in size and income coming in. this meant after a lifetime of struggling to make ends meet, things were finally comfortable though it didn’t exactly make his life any easier. if he didn’t have to worry about how food was going to get on the table, clothes on backs, and bills paid– he could focus on keeping things steady on the business end of things. 

    until the world flipped upside down for everyone, of course. when the outbreak happened he was out taking care of some people who owed him money. his day was filled with few collections, a meeting with some large buyers, and checking in on members making sure they were getting their job done. but it became apparent those plans were going to be changed when people started attacking others, consuming them. jer feels on the lucky side of things that he was always strapped with weapons and well versed in the art form of violence ( loved and craved it, in fact ). he ended up fighting his way out of the chaos and getting back to the wexley as soon as he could to make sure his family was safe. 

     during a supply run, something to stock up before the worst of winter was supposed to hit the city, jeremiah was separated from each other when a hoard closed in on them. he hid from the swarm of chompers and waited it out, making his plan to get back to the wexley. when he was in the clear, he ventured out only to be met with an incoming snow storm and a group of raiders. in a split second decision, he chose to align with the raiders knowing they weren’t going to be doing much raiding until the snow melted and it was his best chance of surviving through whatever length of time it took for the snow to clear. he held no loyalty to them, though some he had more in common with than he’d like to admit, but because of them he stayed fed and warm until spring. once the snow was gone enough for him to escape, he would– in the meantime, he hoped his people were okay.

HEADCANONS.

saved a girl from the raiders when he left and is attempting to bring her back to the wexley when he comes back

more to come....

[fredandginger64]

Dean let Jerry know he loves him and he added the 'I mean it' because he knew Jerry and he knew Jerry needed to hear it. There's just nothing I can find that tell me that these two were not head over heels in love with each other. It's so very sad that they had to live out their lives apart. 

"I wanna thank my partner, because without him, what's the sense?" - Jerry Lewis "You're still the best in the whole world….. I love you, and I mean it.” - Dean Martin