The late “Angel” Farrah Fawcett had lots of Malibu pals and fans that spanned the globe. The woman who launched a million teenage fantasies may be gone but her good deeds continue through the Farrah Fawcett Foundation (FFF).
Farrah established the organization in 2007 shortly after receiving a diagnosis of anal cancer. Together with friends and loved ones like Ryan O’Neal, Alana Stewart, Sherry Lansing, George Hamilton, Melanie Griffith, Dyan Cannon and Dr. Lawrence Piro, she set a goal of finding a cure by supporting cutting-edge research.
The group recently celebrated its Tex-Mex Fiesta to honor Stand Up To Cancer. El Cholo restaurant served up its famed Mexican fare at Wallis Annenberg Center for the Performing Arts in Beverly Hills. The festivities included special musical guests, a first-rate raffle and a one-of-a-kind auction.
Longtime friend and “Charlie’s Angels” co-star Jaclyn Smith co-chaired the event along with FFF CEO Alana Stewart. “We are thrilled to honor SU2C at our second Tex-Mex Fiesta and to continue raising funds for cancer research in Farrah’s memory,” Alana said. “Our partnership with SU2C has expedited treatment options for all HPV-related cancers. Farrah wanted to make a difference and this night will help further that goal.”
The first Tex-Mex Fiesta was held in 2015, and raised over $500,000 to help support the cause. Proceeds from this year’s event will once again benefit Stand Up To Cancer.
RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE
As a longtime entertainment editor, I am not in the habit of handing out tech advice, but there is a first time for everything and here goes.
For the first time in 21 years, I got called into my publisher’s office. Arnold told me in the nicest possible terms that my entertainment column was, well, a bit sloppy. In addition to many unforgivable errors, I discovered that veteran actor Robert De Niro’s name had magically turned into the word “dishwasher” and the name Kevin—simple enough—had turned into “Levine.”
I was determined to get to the root of this craziness and I did.
After a painful separation from my Blackberry, I was forced to get an Android phone.
While I have enjoyed the wonders of spellcheck for years, I discovered this device went a step further with disastrous results.
The Android was set to something called “predictive text,” meaning it tries to guess what you are about to write, hence Robert De Niro comes out “dishwasher.”
With that, kindly Arnold just gave it a shrug and said, “Who knows? Maybe he was a dishwasher at some point.”
My husband fell in love with his Android immediately and I warned him, “Just you wait.” As a well-respected attorney, I am sure he doesn’t want United States Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor to read “Super Crispy Sukiyaki” in an important court brief.
Fellow Android users, consider yourselves warned and don’t forget the tale of “2001: A Space Odyssey,” which pits man against machine in outer space:
DAVE: “Hello, HAL. Do you read me? Open the pod bay doors, HAL.”
HAL: “I’m sorry Dave. I am afraid I can’t do that.”
DAVE: “HAL, I won’t argue with you anymore! Open the doors!”
HAL: “Dave (or your name here), this conversation can serve no purpose anymore. Goodbye.”
Got the message dear readers? Over and out.