Al Gore! Al Gore sex maniac! Oh excuse me I mean "crazed sex poodle" Man oh man if I were Al I wouldn't want to be known as a poodle. A Great Dane, a German Sheppard, A Bulldog or perhaps in Al's case a St. Bernard but not a poodle. Of course looking at Al these days I think 'The Pillsbury Dough Boy of Love" is quite appropriate.
Today is the anniversary of Amelia Erhard's disappearance. Here's a little factoid. She lived in my very city, which is actually 5 miles north of Boston, and her sister, who she lived with, was a teacher at my high school and a member of our school committee. We even have a dam named after Amelia. I am going to hunt down the house and take a picture. I have seen it in the past but that was years ago. I do remember seeing a plaque.
I have to admit that it's a kick to having our local 4th celebration on national television. I made a little photo album of pictures that I have taken around Boston. Some of you Spaces Refugees have seen these pictures before but it was something to do yesterday morning as I fumed over Spaces and procrastinated on doing some much needed housework. The music I set it to might also be familiar to some Spacers as I have used it before. It's an original by me. Actually it was three different snippets of the same tune that I grafted together with a program I used to use. I can't use it anymore because it only works with Windows XP, which by the way, I like much better than Windows 7. I never finished the tune but it worked ok and it fit almost perfectly.
Ok kiddies that's it for now. I have a late shift today.
I'm outta here.