Dirty Harry meets Flat Stanley
If you’ve had a kid in first grade, it’s likely you’re familiar with the book Flat Stanley. Long a rite of elementary school passage, the reading of Flat Stanley followed by the shipment of Stanleys and Shirleys, all flat, across the miles to be photographed in various locations, then shipped back to their creators, with stories to tell about their travels.
Imagine my joy on seeing this photo of Clint Eastwood, accompanied by who could only be Flat Stanley himself on the famous red carpet outside the Academy Awards!
March 3rd, 2005 at 1:28 pm
Ah, I, too, printed out the photo of Clint-n-Stan, to mail to my stepbrother, for whom I trotted Flat Stanley’s flat ass all over the Lou a few years ago. (Alas, my Stanley only made it to Powell Hall, not the Oscars, but hey, what do you want?) I returned him with a veritable travelogue full of fanciful details and wry observations….only to find out said stepbrother got like a C on the project. Apparently he “just didn’t really get into it.” I poured out my soul for a vicarious C.