John & John

John & John

Idea For Netflix

by

John Presco

Ms. Jean Katrina Easton liked to meet strange men who wanted to see her, out in her potato field. She could tell a man’s character by how he made his way through the uneven ground, there always a stray spud to trip you up. When she saw John-John coming her way, she took the straw out between her teeth, because from here….she wanted to give him – such a kiss. She was told he was a big spud grower, but, she took him for another wanna-be Spud King. Now, by the way his narrow hips kept an even-keel while his long legs instinctively found good ground – like a horse in a creek full of boulders – this tuber dude made her stomach flinch. Was he the breeder she had been looking for – aching to get her long legs around – for all these years?

James Bond warned John-John about not getting into any esoteric conversations with this very volitile woman. Her mother tried to kill Richard Wagner. She blamed him for the death of her sister, Natalia Wood. Ekatirina did not follow in her sister’s footsteps, she claiming Hollywood had ruined and destroyed everything she loved. She ran away with a leftist radical from Berkeley and lived in Cuba where they hung with Che Guevera. From there they went to Mother Russia. It was while in London she ran into Admiral Ian Easton of the British Defence Staff. And, she had to have him, and give him – such a kiss! In three days, they got married.

When Jean came to town (Bozeman) she liked to wear a cape. She had a collection. In the photograph above she is wearing her satin summer cape with sheer see-trough body-suit perfect for the hot Montana evenings. Jean loved Boho Fashion. She got goosebumps when fake cowgirls insulted her – told her she had no family values, and, was a traitor to her country. She grinned ear to ear as she swore at them in perfect Russian.

“What did you just call me you friggen vampire?”

Jean knew ancient Russian kick-boxing that the Verangian Guards developed when they guarded the Caesars. Like her mother, she kept to herself. When Jean and Ekaterina came to town together, folks cowered, and slunk away. There was some superior genetics at play. As John-John got closer. Jean whispered under her breath…

“I’m going to marry that man!”

-In three days they were honeymooning at the Saint Francis Hotel. While in bed drinking champagne, John-John made a confession.

“I’m bored silly growing patatos. I want to open a Private Detective firm. I love Sam Spade.”

“Me too! I got a whole collection of Pulp Detective magazines and dime novels. Let’s get a office in the old downtown!”

And, that’s how John&John Private Eye got started.

Lana Wood – Wikipedia

Wood was born Svetlana Gurdina[1] to Russian immigrant parents, Nikolai Stephanovich Zakharenko (1912–1980) and Maria Stepanovna Zakharenko (née Zudilova, 1908–1998).[a] They had each left Russia as child refugees with their parents following the Russian Civil War, and they grew up far from their homeland. Her father’s family left Vladivostok after her grandfather, a chocolate-factory worker who joined the anti-Bolshevik civilian forces, was killed in a street fight in 1918; they settled in Vancouver, British Columbia, with their relatives, then moved to San Francisco. Lana’s maternal grandfather owned soap and candle factories in Barnaul; he also left Russia with his family in 1918 after his eldest son was killed by the Red Army, and settled in a Russian community in Harbin, China.[6] Maria married there, and in 1928 with her first husband had a daughter, Olga Tatulova,[7] who died in May 2015.[8]

When Nikolai and Maria married, she brought her daughter Olga to the household. The couple had two daughters together; the first was Natalia, known as “Natasha”, the Russian diminutive. The family settled in Santa Monica, California, near Hollywood, and changed their surname to Gurdin. Svetlana, known as “Lana”, was born there.

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1 Response to John & John

  1. Reblogged this on Rosamond Press and commented:

    I no longer have anything to do with Casey Farrell a.k.a. Spooky Noodles. We made no agreements, nor does he represent me, or members of my family, or, any of our friends.

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