"On our first day as Just Friends, I'm taking you on the most Over-the-Top, Trying-too-Hard date ever. And I don't even know how to fly this thing!"
What a magical place! Soaring with sea gulls high in the desert mountaintops will surely have Terry changing her mind about Adam pronto.Meanwhile, back at Charterstone, we see Toby soaking her hands in Palmolive. It's nice to know Madge found such a lovely place to retire. Has she never been invited to Mary's for a home cooked meal?
smooth, the answer is No. Toby exists solely to recap the previous week's story. She's not Mary-worthy of a salmon square or kelk casserole.Incredibly stilted dialogue today. Mary has become very formal, talking about Ms. Bryson and Mr. Miller. And Toby sounds like she's talking about a candy bar. Our lovers are Incredibly Delicious. (Goodness, Toby's marriage must be mind-numbingly dull.)
Time to add the Oldie But Goodie by the Fifth Dimension (1967) "Up Up And Away" to the Charterstone Jukebox.(We don't think KM will riff on a Steve Fossett balloon disaster plot, do we?)
Fly-It-Yourself Hot-Air Ballooning? Only in the Worthiverse, folks. If Ms. Bryson and Mr. Miller survive today, it's on to Do-I-Yourself Bungee Jumping next.
Ah, Monday, Mary's traditional day for moving from meddling to gossiping.
The balloon ride is Adam's performance bonus for exceeding his goals as an Amway distributor this quarter. If they survive the ride, Adam will get gallantly down on his good knee and ask Terry to do him the honor of becoming one of his sub distributors.
I hereby nominate "Meanwhile . . . Wow!" for Panel of the Year at the Worthy Awards.
Adam has it all planned out! Tomorrow Adam and Terry will go bungee jumping. The next day they'll be scuba-diving. On Wednesday they'll be driving race cars at the track. On Thursday they'll sky dive. On Friday go rock climbing. Then dinner at the Bum Boat.Wait, doesn't Terry have a daytime job?
I would be surprised too if I were about to be snatched from a hot air balloon by a man-sized seagull.
And yet another Charterstone Jukebox suggestion (this after Terry presumably changed her contact lenses from MW 2047 to MW 2049): Crystal Gayle (1977) with "Don't it Turn My Brown Eyes Blue".
Wanders - can you be my friend - for a trial period - where you can take me hot air ballooning, river rafting, snorkling off of Hawaii, etc.? But we will have to take our new friendship very slow(ly) - maybe for years - before I could ever reciprocate.
So many good comments today. Cheers, all! So then, I hate to be one of "those" people. But... since a lot of those who post here have a "thing" about correct grammar, can I jump in and straighten out this "thing" with seagulls? Hey, come on, I live on Cape Cod, for Pete's sake! Sure, I can. There is actually no such bird as a "seagull." There are many types of gulls; about 50 or so from what I've read. Here on the Cape, though, we see only the Herring, Black Backed, Ring-Bill, Laughing, and Bonaparte's gull. Okay, I'll shut up now.
@ Anonymous. Lesser black backed gulls should be in your area as well!
Toby is soaking in GRAINALCOHOL which has provento be limb extender.Once done, she'll chugdown the bowl of GRAINALCOHOL like a guppy.
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