Several years ago, I stood at Ava Gardner’s grave in Smithfield and cried like a baby.

Just kidding. I just stood there and thought, “she down in there, I guess.”

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ava_Gardner

Yesterday was a rather slow drag at work, so I read all kinds of odd stuff, mostly to do with old television.

Sometime back when Arnold Palmer died, I did a whole day of reading about his life.

Yesterday was:

Phyllis Diller
Elizabeth Montgomery
Carol Burnett
Paul Lynde
Dick and Jerry Van Dyke
Marty Ingels

and many more…

I also read serious things. This is just the fun entertainment.

I like coming up with breakfast surprises for Brian and me on Sunday mornings.

This morning:

— toaster waffles 🧇
— side of cream cheese stuffed jalapeños with ranch 🌶️

It was 8th grade biology class when I started writing the lyrics to Blues Image “Ride Captain Ride” on my desk.

That song has a lot of lines to the lyrics, and I started writing one line per day. Then one day I discovered another student from a different period started writing in lyrics to the same song so we alternated adding a line per day.

A couple of weeks went by and things were progressing nicely. The desk was filling up and the lyrics were perfect. The intrigue was tremendous.

I got so excited that one day I wrote “I love you” under the last line of the in-progress lyrics.

The next day when I came back to class, the other person had written, “I love you, too.”

I never found out who the other person was. Only a few days later, someone erased the entire desk. Maybe the teacher. Who knows.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ride_Captain_Ride