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That's why it's just a project in my imagination. Michael would of course outsource the job (maybe even to someone outside the U.S.), and have a solid alibi ready. AMC ran all three Godfathers movies a while back. I was tempted to watch the third one, since I haven't seen it since it first came out. Maybe it would be better than I remember it, and I've also forgotten much of the plot details too. But it started very late at night and AMC has a whole lot of commercials. Maybe some other time.

Since most (though not all) American mobsters were of Italian descent and since most Italians are Catholic, it's not surprising that they did their duty as Catholics. That would add another thematic possibility to the Mafia as typical businessmen trope, one that is probably best left alone here. They also played up the family values schtick while having their mistresses on the side. As spectacular and well-done as the Godfather movies are, when you come right down to it, Vito and Michael are just murderous scumbags, maybe interest- ing, well-dressed ones, but scumbags none the less. I like to imagine Michael getting the same treatment as the Joe Pesci character in Goodfellas, though that obviously ain't going to happen.

See, these boards also have an educational purpose, despite much evidence to the contrary. Back in the day I didn't pay much attention to which band did the song, and it wasn't until much later that I heard of The Statler Brothers. I guess as far as the Hot 100 chart went, they were a one hit wonder. I only have one or two of Elvis' albums after the late 1970s period. He had to move on from that new wave sound sometime, and open things up a little. I sort of lost track a while back.

Yeah, the chorus was very catchy. This was the first and only Top Ten Hit they had. Of course they had a lot on the country charts.

Yep, they're laughing now, but one day they'll look back at the liver phosphate with awe and the name Howard Roark will go down in history. *The Soda Fountainhead* Rebel soda jerk Howard Roark will not bow to the whims of the mass of ignorant, knee-jerk, unthinking sheeple. He will make his own fountain treats, no matter what others think. Thus the broccoli malted, the carrot split, and the hot onion sundae are born. But when another employee puts two cherries on the sundae instead of one, Roark goes berserk and dynamites the entire drugstore.

The Statler Brothers singing Flowers on the Wall. I remember hearing this on the radio when I was a kid. The kooky lyrics fit right in with the mid 1960s, though we didn't realize until later they were a country group. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VKZjja37_sw

Anybody know the whereabouts of Lee Harvey Oswald on the night of August 5, 1962?

Never taken a midnight train to Georgia, but sure have taken a lot of midnight rides around Georgia. One should never Train In Vain.

I did a quick switch between Firefox, IE9, and Chrome. All three access the board, but only Firefox gives the numbers for guests and users. But you have to watch what the "rockers" are up to.

B.A.D. fightin' The Battle of All Saints Road.

I suppose Peace Train could be criticized for being too simplistic and naive, but then again a lot of the well-known protest songs, or whatever you want to call them, are like that. Instrumentals are not my favorites, but this one is pretty good, better than those recorded by The Estelle Winwood Quintet. Maybe next week I will put Traffic onto a main artery.

Sometimes I do some quick switching between one browser and another and IE9 comes up with zeroes and Firefox has the numbers, though there could be certain times when FF doesn't, though I haven't hit them yet. Just wish they'd get it straightened out.

Being such a brainiac, she likely would have left Hollywood in a few years, earned a doctorate from good old Heidelberg U., and written a sequel to Goethe's Faust, or something along those general lines. There is too much valid evidence that JFK was a major ****. He did have physical problems, but he also had a Dr. Feelgood who helped him with that. Fiddle and Faddle were the nicknames of his two White House secretaries who were there for something other than typing, and there were a slew of others from near and far. He might have made Monroe too. As to her death, I still think it was suicide. I don't think there is enough convincing proof to think it was anything else. There was an interesting article in the newspaper a few days ago about how with modern forensic techniques, more answers would have been provided, as things were relatively sloppy back in 1962.

Goood Evening. Cat Stevens singing Peace Train. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7sjSHazjrWg

Why that's nothing. I was listening to Traffic before Steve Winwood was born. When your soul has been psychedelicized, there's nothing to it. I even recall when they started out as The New Cottage Men.

Since the recent technological unpleasantness, I've been shuffling between three browsers. Right now I'm on Firefox where I can see the number of guests (503) and users (6), numbers subject to change of course. On IE9 I don't see those numbers, and I don't recall what Google Chrome brings up. Not that I meant to find it out, but Firefox is still the best.

Yep, they had that pop/folk/jazzy/psychedelic vibe going and put out a lot of interesting music. I missed them on the first go round, but eventually I bought most of their albums. Light Up or Leave Me Alone, John Barleycorn, Rainmaker, all good songs and there were many others too.

The Cream in a World of Pain.

I know Texas has a reputation as a law and order state, but I didn't think they'd come down so hard on a guy just because he didn't buy a ticket.

Yes, I'm sure Hoagy saw many victims of demon rum in his business, and he did have a protective attitude toward Homer. There is just a little more to Rob's story. He couldn't keep away from the booze, so Hoagy had to let him go. He then moved to Brentwood, N.J. and obtained em- ployment at Henry's Diner as an assistant bright boy. After that he dis- appears from the historical record. I can't think of any examples offhand, but I'm sure there are a few cases of supporting characters who "disappeared" from a movie. Since TBYOOL was an adult movie and already had a hefty cast of characters, I can see why Rob was left in the lurch. I confess I was too focused on Virginia Mayo to worry too much about Rob. You know how it is kid.

Well, it's never a good idea to get one's history from movies. Aside from the inaccuracy, there is not enough time to present much other than a simplified picture of the event or individual. Johnson may have had his good points, but today he doesn't look too much like a good person. Neither does Andrew Jackson. I've never seen Tennessee Johnson and never realized it was some kind of WW II agitprop piece. If so, I think it might have flown under most folks' radar. I confess my lack of knowledge about Candaian history. I always thought John Macdonald was the composer of Old Macdonald's Farm. Live and learn.

Yes, young master Rob wasn't at the wedding. That's because he was putting that samurai sword to good use by breaking into dad's liquor cabinet and helping himself to the generous and varied supplies therein. Wonder if he was disappointed not to find any sake there. Alcoholism does have a genetic component. It was all downhill from there, culminating in a job as sweeper upper in Hoagy's bar. Oh, the humanity.

Throwing Muses are Furious. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TsaU4exnsgg

"My, look at those crow's feet. Did you have a whole nest land on your face?" "Speaking of birds, how high can you fly by flapping those upper arms of yours?"

Gooooood evening. Charles Gounod, Funeral March of a Marionette. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5eIk5DWUx_E