I said I was going to try a new place last night and I did. I went to The Hurricane Bar and Grill in Miami Springs. It wasn't necessarily new to me in that I had been there in the past but it's been a couple of years since then.
My friend, Frantz, was hosting the karaoke show when I arrived, so I went over and said hello. He asked me if I was going to sing a few songs, but for some unknown reason, I really wasn't in the mood and politely declined. The bar itself is very similar in shape to the "Cheers" bar, including the screen left entrance. Although at fifty percent capacity and friendly, cordial people, it was just slow overall. Added to that, the "scenery" was mostly male and that's just plain unacceptable.
So, after a couple of cocktails (poured extremely short), I decided to move on. I stopped by the Billiards Club on the way home and it wasn't much better. After a brief (well-poured) Johnny Walker Black, I decided that this night was ostensibly over and headed for home, arriving at a respectful 1:15 a.m. All in all, my curiosity as to the Hurricane Bar had been satisfied. I was told by a few that the weekends have been good the last few weeks. Maybe Friday...then again, maybe not.
Republocrat? It's a term I've used before and probably better defined as a centrist, id est, promoting moderate policies which land in the middle ground between democrats and republicans. The current do-nothing congress has done nothing but sit on their asses, each side uniting and remaining opposed to the other. The result is political gridlock.....nothing gets accomplished. They are nothing more than political whores, using their offices for political gain and money.
Case in point: There is currently an effort for the impeachment of President Dubya Bush on 35 different counts. Because of gridlock, this went directly to and will never leave, committee. Whether you are for or against the impeachment, it will never acted upon.
What this country needs is a valid third party (as in centrist or republocrat) which would guarantee that one party could not dominate another party, thus eliminating gridlock. This, in turn, would more than likely enable much needed laws to go forward, be dealt with and quickly passed or defeated.
Current AOL Presidential Straw Vote: John McCain 239,440 (55%) Barack Obama 194,781 (44%).
Today's Thought: Don't worry about temptation. As you grow older, it will avoid you ~ Winston Churchill.
The Pictures: Some of my favorite album (yeah, I said album) covers from some of my favorite musical artists. The again, some other "covers" too.
This Date In History: 1630; John Winthrop, the newly selected governor of the Massachusetts Bay Company, lands at Salem. He will lead the colony for the next two decades. 1963; Cleopatra, starring Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton and considered the most expensive movie ever made to that point, premieres in New York City. 1963; NAACP field secretary Medgar Evers is shot and killed outside his home in Jackson, Mississippi. 1979; Pedaled by cyclist Bryan Allen, the Gossamer Albatross becomes the first human-powered vehicle to fly over the English Channel.
Birthdays: Anthony Eden, Earl of Avon, British statesman (1897), George H. W. Bush, 41st president of the United States (1924), Anne Frank, German-Jewish diarist known for the diary she wrote while hiding from anti-Jewish persecution in Amsterdam, Netherlands, during World War II (1929), Chick Corea, jazz pianist (1941).
The Hits Just Keep On Coming:
A farmer was driving along the road with a load of horse manure. A little boy, playing in front of his house, saw him and called, "What've you got in your truck?"
"Horse shit," the farmer replied. "What are you going to do with it?" asked the little boy.
"Put it on strawberries," answered the farmer. "You ought to live here," the little boy advised him. "We put sugar and cream on ours."
Two guys were discussing popular family trends on sex, marriage, and values. Stuart said, "I didn't sleep with my wife before we got married, did you?" Leroy replied, "I'm not sure, what was her maiden name?
A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp, "Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep widdle wabbits?"
As the shopkeeper's heart melts, he gets down on his knees, so that he's on her level, and asks, "Do you want a widdle white wabby or a thoft and fuwwy bwack wabby or maybe one like that cute widdle bwown wabby over there?"
She, in turn blushes, rocks on her heels, puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet voice, "I don't fink my pet python weally gives a thit.
That's it for today my little candy kisses. More tomorrow.
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