Rant #2,988: 1-2-3

Here I am, back at the Blog, and I have a couple of things to talk about today …
 
And it’s as easy as 1-2-3.
 
1) Yom Kippur: How was your fast?

I am hoping it was a good one, and that you started off the Jewish New Year on a positive note.
 
Mine was pretty good. As you know, I did not go to temple, so it made the fast quite a bit easier, which, quite frankly, it is not supposed to be.
 
It is supposed to be difficult, but I managed to get through it pretty well at home.
 
The only exertion I did during the day was take my son back and forth to work—he cannot fast, for a variety of reasons—and I pretty much sat on my rump all day and watched and re-watched a lot of hoopla related to—
 
2) Aaron Judge Sets the New American League Home Run Record: Yes, he left it until the beginning of Yom Kippur to hit his record-setting 62nd home run, and since he did it as the first batter of the game in Texas against the Rangers, the game only became a footnote to this major accomplishment.
 
The Yankees lost the game but honestly, if you could have fast forwarded past the nine innings from the point the on-field celebration ended and the game concluded after nine innings, you would have seen everything you needed to see about what had happened.
 
The homer—bookended by a ton of interviews, including with Judge and his teammates—really was all you needed to see to get into the “swing’ of things.
 
Judge and his teammates were both humble and excited at the same time about this accomplishment, but they all looked like they were happy that it was reached and that it was over.
 
Gerrit Cole, who lost the game, also set the Yankees’ team record for strikeouts in a season during this game, but everything was glossed over in comparison to the Judge homer, which was caught by a Rangers’ fan in left field who brought his glove to the game
 
One crazy fan actually jumped down from his seat to where he believed the ball would fall if the fan dropped it from his glove, but whatever the case, the fan who caught the ball—who I believe is a stockbroker—said he has not yet made a decision on what to do with the ball—give it to Judge or take the approximately $2 million an auction house has already offered him.
 
Whatever the case, it was a momentous moment, something that will always be in our memories.
 
I was too young to remember Roger Maris’ blast—I was only four years old, so I doubt that I even cared about it when it happened in 1961—but I can say that this type of feat—a feat done cleanly—might never happen again in my or many other people’s lifetimes, so you have to soak it all in now.
 
And that somehow leads to the next thing I want to talk about, even though there is really no connection at all—
 
3) Francesca Isabel Natividad Passed Away: This is an obituary that will not find its way into many mainstream publications, but I felt it was worth mentioning here, because I tend to look at things with a different bent.

(Editors Note: The New York Times finally published their own obituary on Natividad yesterday, so I guess I am not so alone after all.)
 
And yes, Ms, Natividad had a different bent indeed.
 
She was born in Mexico, but came here as a young girl, and through one link or another, hooked up with actress Stella Stevens as her housekeeper when she was all of 14 years old.
 
She then spoke little English, but learned the language and asdhort time later, married a U.S. citizen.
 
Through her job with Stevens, she somehow ended up as a regular at Venice Beach, running around in as little clothing as possible, and began attracting photographers and the attention  of the underside of show business.
 
Taking her skinny frame and pumping up her chest size dramatically though silicone injections, she entered into the world of soft-core modeling and films first, and to make a long story short, her later affiliation with movie director Russ Meyer made her something of a star in the 1970s and 1980s, where she was featured in a bevy of soft-core porn films like “Beneath the Valley of the Ultra-Vixens” and “Up!”
 
She also managed to appear in several regular mainstream Hollywood films, like "Another 48 Hours," mainly as window dressing, if you know what I mean.

Later in her career, after her affiliation with Meyer ended--they were romantic partners for about 15 years--she needed money, and did a few hardcore porn films.
 
A few years ago, she underwent a hysterectomy because it was discovered that the silicone injujected into her breasts was not the medical kind, but the industrial kind, and her cancerously breasts had ot be removed.
 
She recovered from that ordeal, but she ended up dying of kidney failure on Sept. 24.
 
And just who was Francesca Isabel Natividad?
 
She was better know as Kitten Natividad, probably one of the top adult movie female actors ever, and a real interesting personality at her height of stardom all those years ago.
 
If you still don’t recognize the name, look her up on the Internet, and I guarantee you, you will be astounded. And I guarantee you will recognize her from her forays into mainstream media, even music videos and on television.
 
So now that my three points have been completed, aren’t you glad that I am back to present you with this information that you won’t get from most other sources?