Getting lucky.

“Well, ya got trouble, my friend, right here,
I say, trouble right here in River City.
Why sure I’m a billiard player,
Certainly mighty proud I say
I’m always mighty proud to say it.
I consider that the hours I spend
With a cue in my hand are golden.
Help you cultivate horse sense
And a cool head and a keen eye….

…And all week long your River City
Youth’ll be frittern away,
I say your young men’ll be frittern!
Frittern away their noontime, suppertime, choretime too!
Get the ball in the pocket,
Never mind gittin’ Dandelions pulled.”

“Ya Got Trouble” – The Music Man
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Do you know how to play pool?

If so, you remember who first taught you to play?

Who first put that lovely wooden cue in your hand and showed you how to line up that chalk-scuffed white cue ball with the best-looking shot?

I don’t remember who taught me, and yet someone somewhere must’ve taken the time. Back in the day, pool halls were dangerous places for a teenaged girl, filled with rough, unscrupulous men, loose women, cigarette-smoking, swearing, and all-in-all a heap of bad influences, so I’m not sure who gave me the pointers, but whoever it was who was disregarding the danger zone, I’m glad for.   Continue reading

New Year’s Eve

I wrote this on New Year’s Eve while we drove the 101 North up the Oregon Coast in our motorhome.  Unfortunately, due to challenges with technology and an almost complete absence of cell service, I couldn’t post it until now, but better late than never! Here’s hoping you all had a wonderful New Year’s Eve!

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Short and sweet on New Year’s Eve: an homage to my love affair with kisses, er, Hershey’s kisses, that is.
In particular the white chocolate and peppermint ones. Thank you Hershey’s. I love you.

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Oh wait, maybe not just an homage to Hershey’s Kisses, because there’s Purdy’s English Toffee Crunch too. Mmmmm, nuts and toffee and milk chocolate.
Thank you, Purdy’s.
I love you.

Truthfully, I’m not discriminatory.  Continue reading