The scary side of plastic surgery? You wind up looking like somebody else.

Sam just called. He’ll be home from work late tonight — I’m guessing around 2 a.m. — so maybe I’ll hang out here with the Howdygram for a little while.

Even though it’s already late October, only 10 days until my birthday and more than a full month into autumn, THE WEATHER IN DALLAS IS STILL TOO DAMN HOT. No kidding, people, check out this forecast if you don’t believe me. Our daytime high temperatures are 10 to 15 degrees above average with zero rain and no relief in sight. Blecch.

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I saw this photo tonight on Gawker.com and thought I’d post it here for your possible interest because I had no idea this was Renée Zellweger until I read the caption. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO HER FACE? If Renée had plastic surgery it sure didn’t make her look younger ... just COMPLETELY UNRECOGNIZABLE. This was taken at a fancy event in Hollywood — the first event she’d attended in quite a while — and absolutely NOBODY knew who the hell she was, including friends and former co-stars. This is definitely the scary side of plastic surgery: YOU WIND UP LOOKING LIKE SOMEBODY ELSE.

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How about a quick movie review! If you’ve never seen the pre-code gem Hot Saturday (1932) starring Cary Grant, Nancy Carroll and Randolph Scott, you should definitely keep an eye out for it on TCM. This is a romance/drama set in a small town full of really nasty gossips. Bank clerk Ruth Brock (Nancy Carroll) winds up in an awkward situation with an inebriated date; after she ditches him she walks home alone through the woods and ends up at playboy Romer Sheffield’s (Cary Grant) fancy-ass lakefront mansion. They sit and talk, he drives her home, half the neighborhood sees her getting out of his car at 6 a.m. and all of a sudden Ruth is the town slut. Just about the only person who doesn’t know anything whatsoever about her “reputation” is Bill Fadden (Randolph Scott), a former beau who’s been away at college. When Ruth and Bill get engaged she thinks this will be her social redemption until evildoers conspire to make sure Bill knows what’s what by secretly inviting Cary Grant to the engagement party. It gets weird and awkward, but mostly it’s a hoot to look at these gorgeous men.

For what it’s worth, the number one most important feature of Hot Saturday is the fact that Cary Grant and Randolph Scott first met while making this movie, thereby launching a very long and public Hollywood romance that lasted well into the 1970s. Grant and Scott lived together for 12 years and owned two homes until the studio forced them to protect their careers and marry women. WHAT AN EXQUISITE COUPLE. Holy crap, right?

It was nice of you to stop by tonight. I mean it.