who’s the daddy?

Good news, my life has meaning again.  Or rather, something light, superficial that I can fixate my mind on and not worry about real life stresses.  I’m talking about the Mia Farrow BOMBSHELL that her son is not Woody Allen’s, but Frank Sinatra.

My first reaction to the headline, Oh, that Mia, I get that she is still very pissed at Woody, who can blame her.  But, obviously that’s just a way to needle him from afar after he married her daughter ( yuck, gross).

Then I saw the picture.

C’mon, either that’s Frank’s son, or Mia had him all by herself, because that kid did not spring from this guy.

more likely

Sure the bone structure could be his mom’s, but the young blue eye’s could have gotten it from ole blue eyes.  My guess is even if he is not Frank’s son, he is not Woody’s either. Maybe he came form HandsomeNordicSperm.com .

Now, “Annie Hall” is my favorite move of all time.  However, I have been a Sinatra fan since I was a kid. My first time on radio in college was as “the Sinatra expert.”  I have more cool Sinatra stuff then I know what to do with.                                     I have a pair of his wive’s shoes.

Framed.  Yes, yes I do.

So, that the idea that Frank could be living in in the form of young, hunky, Rhodes scholar who works for human rights, well, I’m in!   If he gets a show on MSNBC  I will be watching.

As a mom I have to say to Mia Farrow, you done good mom.  That kid could be nutso with all that went on, but what a nice boy he is!  Funny and smart.  Look at his twitters

Yes, I’m a new follower.