Sunday, May 23, 2010

Congratulations Kim and Benton!

I used to work with both the bride and groom. I'm happy to still call them friends.
They were recently married in the Bahamas.
On a beach.
In the Bahamas.
In their bare feet!
Gotta love it!
I send my wishes for an enchanted life.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Rumor has it.....

That my sister MIGHT take her Xmas tree down today!

I say to hell with it. It's only a little more than 7 months to the next one. Leave it up!

Tuesday, May 04, 2010

From way before I was a twinkle in dad's eye.

I had forgotten that I had this picture.
Lonaconing, Maryland circa 1954?
My father is in the middle of the back row.
I hope my nephew, who's baseball season just started, enjoys seeing this picture of his Pappy.

If I scratch your back, will you stick a knife in mine?

If you are a movie star who can't bring yourself to throw the dealer a flipping $1 bone every (oh I don't know, say three pots) once in awhile, don't expect me to spend $10 to see your movies, ok?

We got a deal?


This also applies to other professions. If I ask you what you do for a living after I get a few airballs, chances are it's so that I can try to structure my spending habits in order to avoid lining your pockets.

Other than that one little sticking point, you were pretty cool to deal to.

Saturday, May 01, 2010

What Does May Day Mean To You?

When I was in 1st grade, I remember the May Pole dance. It consisted of a big pole with multi-colored streamers attached to the top of the pole. I THINK it was only the girls who participated in this, but I could be mistaken. First grade was a long time ago and my memory seems to fade a little more each day. In any case, the girls (?) went around and around in different directions while weaving in and out. The result was that the streamers ended up braided in an intricate pattern.

Of course Mrs. O'Rourke never told us that the May Pole represented a giant penis and the whole thing was a Pagan fertility festival.


In high school, the May Day program consisted of the band and chorus regaling everyone with music. This was all presided over by the May Queen and Her Court and culminated in the crowning of the May Queen. My senior year I was honored when Mary Frances Crowe, one of the senior class representatives asked me to be her escort. We danced the box step to "Let Me Call You Sweetheart" as the curtain fell at the end of the program.

Not ironically, this tradition could also be linked to the fertility question, although in high school it's more animalistic than Pagan.

The May Queen of my senior class happened to be pregnant when she was crowned May Queen. Twenty one years prior to this, the May Queen of my mother's senior class was ALSO pregnant when she was crowned May Queen.

Oh, the humanity.


Today, I celebrate May Day in a different way. It marks one month in which I have not put one single cent into a slot machine. For someone who played machines nearly every day, this is quite an accomplishment for me. It makes quite a difference in the old bank balance, that is for certain. I may play again tomorrow, but I hope not. What I do hope is that after too many years of wasting too much money I have finally come to my senses. I can hear my late grandmother asking me if I didn't work too hard for my money to piss it away in the machines.

Perhaps I do.

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