Rod McClanahan

Gentle Reader, if you hadn’t heard, Europe’s off, and I don’t want to talk about it. Not an April Fool’s gag; just a quick statement to let you know. That out of the way, we can move on to more important things, like the fact that, out of the corner of my eye on an album cover, I mistook Rod Stewart for Rue McClanahan. Yes – I mistook this person:


for this person:


And then I started thinking , as I am apparently no longer going to be blogging about grand European adventures, I need to blog about something I might have stumbled upon something So naturally, I spent my morning pouring over photos of Rue McClanahan and Rod Stewart, as well as Rod McClanahan and Rue Stewart. Why?

Rod McClanahan2

I really haven’t the foggiest idea. Because it seemed improbable, but would make a TERRIFIC conspiracy if they were actually the same person? Because it isn’t the strangest thing I’ve written about on this blog? Because I don’t want to address the spectre of what the hell I’m supposed to do with myself now that the trip I’ve been planning for the last year and a half has fallen through*?

Rue Stewart

Probably that last one, although I’m pretty sure there’s something to this nonsense. It seems as likely as all the things that have interfered with my dreams and my happiness at the last minute, after all.

Rod McClanahan3

Or I could be deluding myself, much as I deluded myself into thinking that the trip was possible, and living abroad indefinitely as a vagabond writer, an itinerant jack-of-all-trades, was going to happen. Yes, I think that might be precisely how deluded one would have to be to imagine that Rue McClanahan and Rod Stewart were the same person, kids†.



*I’m still rather a bit in shock, because I was supposed to fly out on Saturday. I may be a trifle bitter. Still! I am postponing, not writing it off entirely. I’m plucky and determined, and it’s not the first time I’ve had to overcome adversity or deal with setbacks. Indeed, not.

† Just because some of these photos of Rue seem a little disrespectful, here is one of her when she was young and gorgeous.


About Ty DeLyte

Madame DeLyte has suffered a grave disappointment - YET AGAIN - and still believes that freedom, beauty, and truth are what's valuable, rather than vulgar cash. He'd add love to that list - but, well, what can he say about love?
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8 Responses to Rod McClanahan

  1. sally mae says:

    real life is the stuff that happens and interupts those pipe dreams you so proudly speak. looks like real life just gave you a wake up call.

    • Oh, Sally, go ahead and rub salt in the wound, if you like. I’d rather dream, and live happy, than commit myself to suffering and drudgery – there’s a lot of beauty out there in the world, and I get by, and I’m happy, and that’s all I can ask for. You have no idea of the unforeseen circumstances that caused me to cancel – and let me tell you, they most *certainly* did not come from real life. Cheers, darling!

    • The Infamous Colonel says:

      Dear Mr., Mrs., Miss, or Mz. Mae (pick as many as apply-)
      Thank you for your continued interest in my good nephew’s affairs. However, I am concerned about the ever increasing time you spend reading between, around, over, and through the lines of his journalistic discourses without actually seeming to comprehend any of the meaning or power of the stories themselves.
      And besides- Don’t you have several hundred thousand student loans to oversee?

      Yours Faithfully, Uncle The Col. (Fictitious, Ret’d)

  2. Rosalind says:

    Dear Sally Mae: Now that there is research on internet trolling, as posted below, I think anyone is going to find it difficult to get worked up over your need to crap rancid shit all over the place. Spread it around, if it makes you feel better…

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