Johnny Weismuller, Bob Dylan, and Sonny Listen et All

I know. I know. Is v.c. obsessed with the 60's and the fab 4 in particular? Guilty as charged. Sgt. Pepper was voted numero uno by Rolling Stone Mag. as the best album of all time. "When I'm 64" with the breezy clarinet. "A Day in the Life." I read the news today, oh boy. About a lucky man who made the grade. "Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite." "With a Little Help From My Friends." Joe Cocker did not pen the tune. Sung by Richard Starkey aka Billy Shears and written by-who else- Lennon/McCartney.The l.p. [ long playing ] bridged the gap. I'm no reviewer so a link will follow.

The famous faces in the background, courtesy of Madame Tussauds, included Lawrence of Arabia; W.C. Fields; Marilyn Monroe ( Happy Birthday to you, Mr. President [ John Kennedy, eh? ) Happy Birthday to you; Tony Curtis; Oliver Hardy; Marlon Brando; Albert Switzer; Albert Einstein; a member of the Mafia with his hand above Paul, which was one of the clues concerning the death of Mr. McCartney-see Paul is Dead- and, me, v.c. ( Huh? ) Submitted for your approval and perusal, v.c.

P.S. I bought Paul Mac tix today. Me and Kitty bopping to my main man. Hopefully, he'll sing "Here, There, and Everywhere." My ode to Kitty in a post from a few months ago.

Thursday, December 16, 2004
Ode To Kitty
Tonite's foray will be brief. We will eshew ( gesundheit ) entering the perilous parameters of the political arena [ strong attempt at the alliterative vibe, here ] and, instead, go with something a bit more constructive: An Ode To Kitty, my darling wife of umpteen years. How she's been able to put up with me for so long defies comprehension.

Her job description is limitless. And she never receives enough help from me and the kids, Charlie Jr. and Katlin.

She cooks; she works; she listens to my whining; she scolds; she inspires; she's industrious [ envious am I, here ]; she's responsible; she's loving; the list goes on and on.

I have been listening to "Revolver" this week via the c.d. playa. During those lonesome times on the road from H.W. to the Pond and back. And one of me favourites [ keep listening to it over and over ] is the lovely "Here, There, and Everywhere." And the lyrics describe my affections for Kitty, my wife, confidante, and friend.

So here's to you, Kitty:

To lead a better life I need my love to be here...

Here, making each day of the year
Changing my life with a wave of her hand
Nobody can deny that there's something there
There, running my hands through her hair
Both of us thinking how good it can be
Someone is speaking but she doesn't know he's there

I want her everywhere and if she's beside meI know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share
Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there

I want her everywhere
and if she's beside meI know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share
Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there

To be there and everywhere
Here, there and everywhere


P.S.S. http://www.rollingstone.com/news/story/_/id/6595610