If you were an adult back in 1919 and you came upon this bunch, carrying THIS sign -- seriously -- would you even CONSIDER quitting drinking?? On the contrary, looking at these "lovelies" and thinking about kissing any of them without first guzzling a full quart of Jim Beam is absolutely out of the question.
This is the same group of women who today would be "right to lifers", giving credence to George Carlin's opening line the night I saw him perform at the State Theatre in Eau Claire:
"have you ever noticed that the women who fight so fiercely for the right to life are so ugly you wouldn't fuck 'em in the first place?"
Good old George!
Speaking of "Good Old George" today I got an e mail from my good friend Gary Spaeth:
"Ronald Reagan Called It"
Beneath the photo from the REAGAN DIARIES is an actual quote that Reagan
wrote about George "W" Bush in his diaries, recently edited by author Doug Brinkley and published
by Harper Collins :
"A moment I've been dreading. George brought his n'er-do-well son around
this morning and asked me to find the kid a job. Not the political one who
lives in Florida; the one who hangs around here all the time looking shiftless.
This so-called kid is already almost 40 and has never had a real job. Maybe
I'll call Kinsley over at The New Republic and see if they'll hire him as a
contributing editor or something. That looks like easy work."
From the REAGAN DIARIES------entry dated May 17, 1986.
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Are you depressed enough yet to eat copious amounts of sweets? If so, check out this recipe for pound cake that Matt sent me. It already has me drooling!
SYLVIA'S POUND CAKE
Ingredients:
3 cups of sugar
2 sticks of unsalted real butter (No Margarine will NOT WORK - If you have to ask...quit here!
6 large eggs
3 cups of a good cake flour...like Swan's Down (sifted and then measured...IMPORTANT)
1 TABLESPOON of real vanilla extract
1 cup heavy whipping cream
ALL INGREDIENTS AT ROOM TEMPERATURE LEFT OUT OF FRIGE ALL NIGHT!!!
METHOD:
Cream together really well butter and sugar..If you can get extra fine sugar it works best. Beat hell out of it until creamy
Add the eggs one at a time - beating on high all the time.
Add alternately (beating all the time) the flour and the whipping cream
Add the vanilla...more if you like!
Put into a prepared tube pan....(I spray the pan with Pam and then shake sugar all around...also the flour/oil...such as Baker's secret works well....
Bake one hour and a half or more at 300 degrees Farenhieit.......Test with a wood skewer -- when it comes out clean....then turn off the oven and leave in some more as the oven cools....so as not to leave a bit unbaked.....It may according to the temp outside and the humidity in the air....etc....take more time....the top may crack as it bakes...
Cool before trying to unpan...after a half hour turn upside down and wait ...it will unmold and fall out....
Put any kind of glaze on it....a great cake that can be used for many things...with strawberries and ice cream....or with anything you desire......also sliced can be toasted in the toaster....with added butter and jam....YUM....
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Matt has a great story about an elderly woman that he worked in the kitchen with down in Texas. I suppose I don't have all the facts down correctly, but here goes:
I can't remember her name, so let's call her Ida Mae. Ida Mae comes to work in the kitchen on a monday morning and tells Matt that she almost got herself in trouble at the mall the past saturday.
She parked her big old Buick, locked it, and neglected to really notice which section she had parked it in.
After shopping for a couple of hours, she came out looking for her car and was really having a difficult time finding it. Finally she saw it -- but there were two black men sitting in it!
Ida Mae always carried a pistol in her purse (after all, she's from Texas) so she walks up to the window of her car, pulls her pistol and yells:
"You two! Get out of that car right now!"
Staring at the business end of her .22, that's exactly what they did! They took off running across the parking lot without looking back.
Ida Mae got in the car and got her car keys out to start the car. But the key didn't fit the ignition. It wasn't her car!
Matt asked: "My god! What did you do then?"
Ida Mae said: "Well, I found my car just as quick as I could and got out of there!"
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