Monday - It's A Start !

Friday's field trip to AREA 51 was a lot of fun. I went to Lakes Cafe and Pub around 10:00 pm and they had a pretty good crowd. I always enjoy Friday's because I get to see my pals and, of course, the karaoke show.

One of the first people I ran into was my pal, Carol, who I ofttimes sing duets with. Lo and behold, she was looking for me because she had a photograph for me that was taken by someone in her party during one of our recent performances. Later that night we sang "You've Got A Friend" by James Taylor. The action started dying down around 1:00, so I headed over to The Billiards Club for a nightcap.

                     

After a brief encounter with a lady friend, and chatting with my other pals, I was ready to hit the road. My pal, Emilio, suggested playing dominoes at his house (where I didn't win one game). One game led to another and, once again, I didn't need to use my headlights on the way home. Needless to say, Sunday was, and needed to be, a laid back day. 

The Cat's Ass Trophy gathered momentum over the weekend mainly  in favor of Linda's nomination Varsha Sabhani of New York who was recently sentenced to 11 years in prison for enslaving and abusing her two Indonesian housekeepers for years. There were additional comments seconding and generally in agreement with Linda's nominee. Sabhani's husband, although not present for much of the abuse, was also convicted, but his sentence is expected to lighter. Therefore, the CAT award goes to Varsha Sabhani. I hope this doesn't affect her job at AOL India nor her husband's job at the 7-11 convenience store.

   

I began "The Story of AREA 51" on Sunday only to realize that it will probably become a series of pages, if done in the style of writing that I prefer. Methinks that it would possibly be run each Sunday until my little mind finishes the story.

Although I'm probably going to write the entire story with the series of people (names withheld for various reasons), places and events that were involved (wittingly or not), I could quite possibly condense the story to one entry. I would be interested in your thoughts on this matter and you can let me know through your comments and/or email.

Did you you know how an "X" came to represent a kiss? Starting in the Middle Ages, people who could not read used an X as a signature. They would kiss this mark as a sign of sincerity. Eventually, the X came to represent the kiss itself. I, myself, always use an X to mark the spot. Kissing then becomes a question of the intended recipient and the location.

The Pictures: Motivational posters are geared to move you to a higher level, a personal nirvana. Then again, reality always has a way of setting you straight. Maybe these posters should have been read by some members of society.

This Date In History: 1859; French acrobat Charles Blondin, known as the Little Wonder, crosses Niagara Falls on a tightrope. 1886; Nineteen-year-old Arturo Toscanini makes an acclaimed conducting debut in Brazil as a substitute for the scheduled conductor of the opera, Aida. 1921; President Warren Harding names former president William Howard Taft as chief justice of the U.S. Supreme Court.

1936; Emperor Haile Selassie I of Ethiopia appeals in vain to the League of Nations to halt theItalian invasion of his country. 1936; Margaret Mitchell's novel, "Gone With The Wind," is published. An immediate bestseller, it becomes one of the most popular novels of the century.

Birthdays: Sir Stanley Spencer, painter (1891), Anthony Mann, film director (1906), Czeslaw Milosz, Polish poet, novelist and Nobel laureate (1911), Lena Horne, singer and actress (1917), Billy Mills, distance runner (1938).

The Hits Just Keep On Coming:

There was a papa mole, a mama mole, and a baby mole. They lived in a hole out in the country near a farmhouse. Papa mole poked his head out of the hole and said, "Mmmm, I smell sausage!" Mama mole poked her head outside the hole and said, "Mmmm, I smell pancakes!"

Baby mole tried to stick his head outside but couldn't because of the two bigger moles. Baby mole said, "The only thing I smell is molasses."

Once there was an old man sitting on a bench in the park crying. A younger man walked up to him and asked "What's wrong?" The old man replied "I am married to a sexy 21 year old woman who gives sex the minute I get homefrom work and right after dinner."

The young man had a strange look on his face and asked"What's so bad about that? It sounds to me like you have a great sex life." The old man replied "I can't remember where I live!"

That's it for today my little hoarse whisperers. More tomorrow.

Stay Tuned !

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