Ummm, errm..... The battle of the Soaps.

The Venerable got back on IM two days ago. We got into a discussion about Soaps, so shoot me. At one point, he said 'I can't believe I'm over ninety years old, talking to my sixty year old son about Soap operas.' We are passionate about what we watch, and this so crazy....

In a very fun way. He watches mine now and again. I have never seen his. So we have a ten Euro bet on.... Whose is better. The one whose is better wins ten Euros.

So thanks to the miracle of YouTube, I can watch his. And mine. I love mine. One Life To Live. Stick it in your pipe and smoke it, as we used to say.

oooooo... I got a bill in the mail. my co-pay for being in the nut-house for a week. Sixty Euros. Hokay, waddid I get? Um a week held against my will. without a belt and my pants wanting to fall down all the time..... which is sort of like fraternity hazing.... four meals a day, two of which were one-star quality. A roof over my head, except some people were nasty. It was a VACATION, hey. Middle of the week, I could go out and pick up a tenner to buy sniggarettes. Being GUARDED without a belt and holding my pants up. AND... my last day I got escorted to play mini-golf, which I hadn't done in over forty years. I was miserable at it. I lost.

Badly.

I KNEW there was a reason for that.

Humiliation.

It is hard to putt if you have to hold up your pants, hey.

Just leave it to me... I got the ball in the hole....

Eventually.

So... ok. It was my summer vacation. Not what I envisioned, certainly. It was sort of odd...

So ok, will pay the bill.... eventually. Jeebus....

This morning I was out on the square 'ratsching' with Millie at the flower stand. Business is non existant. I caught her up on my shenannigans. We got so INTO talking, time flew. She is going on vacation two weeks from now. To Saint Petersburg, and then a ship to Moscow. GAWD was I envious. And then came the kicker: 'We've been to 'murka twice, and now we're going for culture.' I was left SPITLESS. And I asked, 'ummm... Did I infect you with something?'

No, she doesn't like it there. Oh, thank you George Bush, heckofa job, man.

We're talking about the man or woman on the street here.

So... we can go from looking at Soaps, and what happens.... but in the world, everything changes every day.