Me and Charlie Jr. are watching "The Godfather" on AMC. We're at the end where Michael gets even with the scumbags that have betrayed the Corleone Family. Ouch! Moe Green just got nailed in his eyeglass. And poor Sal [ Fish from Barney Miller ] is about to meet his Waterloo. ( see Napolean Bonaparte ) And Carlo just found out he's "got to pay for Sonny's death." A crying Carlo thinks everything will be okay and his life will be spared. Yo, Adrian, er, Talia Shire will soon be pissed. [ Carlo's wife. And Francis Ford Coppola's sister, eh? You've got to love the nepotism. ] Cos Carlo gets it in the vintage auto.
As the eerie music unfolds in the exciting conclusion of tonite's flick, I would be remiss in not addressing an incident that occurred in an earlier foray this week. Shirley, there are no astronomers reading the Pond. Or none came forward as evidenced by a grievous error committed by yours truly in "Ponders The Pond" Volume II that went unnoticed.
Yes, it's 93 million miles from the Earth to the Sun. But it's 20 million miles from the Earth to Venus. Not Mars. Thanks to those that noticed the gaffe and were sensitive to my feelings. Those kind gestures have not gone unnoticed.
Speaking of which. Thanks to the hootster for the kind words. If only I could master more than the copy and paste.
Well, it's late. Another day of dealing with passive-aggressive types has left me tired and sleepy, so sleepy. And an offer I can't refuse. Until the next installment of Golden Pond,
Farewell and adieu, v.c.
P.S. Venus and Mars are all right tonite.
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