Random Stuff

What we've got here is a failure to communicate . . .

I made a sacred vow not to travel this year, kids are going to her family, and I want a few major things done on the house. Or the leaking sieve from hell money pit, as I so kindly call our abode.

Well, it is getting to the end of the year and I have no new kitchen floor to go sit on and ponder why I am not flying the friendly skies with whatever airline decided to let me on board. It is getting ugly here.

Big Daddy went along with my request for a big ham dinner this weekend. He bought the ham at the end of the week from Eastern Market. It was a country ham. It involved scrubbings and soakings and other things I did not care to know about. It took 2 days. The best part of it was the fritatta on Sunday morning with the leftover ham. Yes, we have ham in the freezer if anyone needs a pound or two.

We are at the end of our bulb planting extravaganza, 90 Tulips and 90 Daffodils. I am too damn tired to put in the Asian Lily, but I know I must find them and make Big Daddy put them in.

We put Sammy the Spanky dog on Dinovite. Don't judge, he is a licker from hell. And his breath is from the devil from the "supposed congestive heart failure" and the theophilin is making him pee all time. Other than that he is the healthiest dog ever.

Punkin Head is making pickled everything-we are awaiting the cauliflower results, Big Daddy has cracklins on hand courtesy of the country ham and a Paula Deen recipe and I am trying to save my life by eating oatmeal every morning thanks to the new microwave.

Do you ever get a wild hair up your ass and think I must look up Graceland, the one where Elvis lived? Well, if you do you will find they have home furnishings for sale on the website. That is why I drink.

Famous people I have eye balled

Elvis at the Silverdome. He did rip out his pants there.

Ann Margret at the Fischer Theater- I always thought she was just the best.

Kiss at the Toledo Airport.-eye balled sat very near them and they were quite quiet and not into attracting attention at that time.

Jimmy Walker at Toledo Airport-eye balled-97202-5211ery quiet and just acted quite shy and alone. Very early in his career. 

Kent McCord-Adam 12-eye balled-oh yea he gave me the glad eye.

Gennifer Flowers New Orleans-eye balled very nice, sweet and beautiful woman.

John Grisham New Orleans-eye balled-just my take but an asshat

Mickey Lolich, Detroit Tiger, Sterling Heights-eye balled-first person I saw in person that was famous and on the television. They don't look the same in person.

Vernon Presley, Memphis-eye balled

Priscilla Presley, Memphis-eye balled

Kwame Kilpartrick, Mayor Detroit-eye balled and showed his ass, so glad he is in prison.

John Conyers, my Congressman, had the most hostile look on his face I have ever seen, of course I am a white woman.

I believe for every drop of rain that falls . . .

Well, it is still raining. And the bed is still wet. I must confess I no longer am sure a flower will grow. The weather is just too shitty. 

I really do not like this rendition of the song, we sang it in girls glee, yes Glee, and I feel we did it better. But it did remind me of all the Elvis stuff in my life. 

My brother loved Elvis. He was very handsome himself, he rather resembled Elvis at his best and Richard Gere at his hottest. Unfortunately he knew it and kinda acted the ass. But he loved Elvis. I also worked with a guy that loved Elvis. He was the ultimate Elvis fan and met this "Elvis insider guy" for an Elvis gathering. He picked him up from the airport and took him home to his barn that was all Elvis all the time, they were waiting to go to the conference, and this guy let him try on his Elvis ring. It was made exactly like the one Elvis wore that he took the stone out of to make Ginger a ring. Yellow Diamond. Big yellow diamond. 

More . . .

Standing in front of the Elvis mansion with my mom waiting for Elvis to come home from a trip and his uncle flirting with my mom. He gave her a branch from a tree in the yard and she tried to grow it. My dad got the guard to let us drive around the driveway once, I think because we had a Cadillac back in the day when just not every one had one. And it was blue. Elvis was not home that time but I think Priscilla was sitting in the yard. I remember my parents looking a home once that would have overlooked his front yard. I remember visiting there and marveling at the hype and the tackiness, it is so over the top you just have to go and see it. Just remember to go to the Peabody Hotel for drinks and the ducks. 

So a drop of rain dribbled onto to the sail of the  windmill of my mind. And I prefer Dusty Springfield to Barbra. 

Speaking of Macabre

As we have discussed there is hardly anything worth watching on television and Thursdays are no exception. I was looking over the schedule and PBS had an Elvis special. How bad could a special on Elvis, on PBS be? Amazingly bad. Macabre actually.

Picture this. Someone with genius level skills lifted Elvis Presley's voice from the tapes of his music. Then this person must have contacted an old folks home in Memphis and found all the really old farts who performed with Elvis. The Jordanaires, The Stamps, The Imperials, The Sweet Inspiration for example. These groups including TCB, the original back-up band, had a concert.

There was a huge screen where Elvis in his prime was featured singing. Then his voice was matched to the pictures. Then the old farts performed live as the band, again matched up to Elvis and the moving picture screen. There was one part in the "Aloha from Hawaii" section where the band is introduced and first the guys on tape are acknowledged and then the old fart counterpart takes a bow. The only person missing was Kathy Westmoreland and I don't know if she had some sense this was a bad idea or she was dead.

This was a horrible train wreck to watch before going to bed. I am ever so grateful not to have had nighmares.

Big Daddy made me cry

He came home to this mess of China and put music on the music thingy.

Dionne Warwick singing The April Fools.

Best movie ever, Peter Lawford being an asshole, Catherine Deneuve being beautiful and Jack Lemmon being an American idiot. What is not to love.

It took Big Daddy years to find me a copy on VHS, simply no longer available and it is so funny, key clubs and dancers in cages and guys going home in the bar car on the trains.

And it does not ever get better than Dionne Warwick singing. Except if it is Louis. Or Patsy. Maybe once in a while Elvis. God I miss music.

Had to edit this, I forgot Moon River and Frank and BD's relatives the Judds and Brenda Lee, did I ever tell you about our visits to Graceland?

Walking In Hong Kong

Well not really, we walked to the train. We got on the train. We chatted like 2 people in a popular romantic movie. Then we noticed we were in a tunnel. This was shocking as in all our walking to Hong Kong travels we had never seen a tunnel. Hmmm. Then we were at the train station. Hmmm. OKay, we got on the wrong train and it was a bit of a fright. Added 30 minutes to our walk to Hong Kong for the Visa stamp. And Big Daddy was not happy. Nuh huh.

Last night we had dinner at the Shangri-La sports bar with a friend. The Shangri-La sports bar is like any other sports bar. The sport is in getting the food and drink. And the restrooms are pictures of your gender doing sport. And the inside stall doors are of the men doing sport if you are a female. (Did not get to peak in the men's)

Then we went to the Lowu Market, ok so maybe it is not spelled quite right.

Got some questionable deals on some questionable items. The new scam here is well dressed people walking around with a baby jabbing at their mouths. I thought they wanted a smoke. No, they are begging for money. Disgusting.

Big Daddy bought a questionable Iphone. Back at the hotel Big Daddy and the bartender worked for quite some time to get the back open. Hmmm.

Rather be walkin in Memphis right now, Beale street--oh yea--better yet Rue de Royal and a steak at the Rib Room.

Elvis, where are ya bro? Meet me at the Touche and tell Miss Donna to set us up.

Big John Part 2

Went to the lunch. It was huge. Stuffed grape leaves were great. Don't ask.

Plant Loco called 9 hours as they lost time today because once again they had no parts. It is supposed to be no O/T with the three headed dog, but repair is working O/T too.

Big John publicised his retirement with a flyer saying a legend was leaving the building. Dude, you are not Elvis.

Toes tomorrow, Marvin Monday, and new neighbors soon.