Are These Good For Anything? Greyhound, Air France? Ice Cream Cone (The plain kind)?

I try to obey all the laws. I am still terrified that someday, I will be arrested for having cut off those tags that plain out warn you DO NOT REMOVE from my new (or what used to be new) pillows, mattresses, couch cushions, that sort of thing. I mean, it was as if J. Edgar Hoover was going to come after me. Nowadays, there is someone who has known all along that I have these tickets, and can tell where I am & what I am doing. I bet they even have some little chip thing in them that tells them when I put the recycled stuff in the compost bin.

Now, it says very clearly, KEEP THIS COUPON! I am sharing this with you, so you will know that I can write about something other than the latest directive from Princess Melita Bonaparte. No one had to delegate this one to me, I did it all by myself. I kept to the law, for fear of being sent to some jail, and kept them all.

Now, what do I do with them? I’d like to think there will be a tremendous award, a shopping excursion to Cartier or my very own paid-for-life suite of rooms at the Hotel de Paris in Monte Carlo. I could use this type of spiff.

If you won one of the prizes when they called these numbers, it was mine. Can I have it back, please?

Can I get a free trip to Iceland?  The Nixon Presidential Library?  The Hoover Presidential Library?

Can I get a free trip to Iceland? The Nixon Presidential Library? The Hoover Presidential Library?

And I really do want to go to Iceland. I just wish one of these tickets was the winner!
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ART GAME VII-Princess Antoinette Bonaparte–

I doubt if Princess Antoinette Bonaparte much liked the idea of being turned into an Easter Basket decoration by her mother, Her Serene Highness, The Princess Melita Bonaparte. Being crammed onto a handle of cheap, wicker, thrift-shop Easter basket must have chaffed her little doll legs. No wonder she ran away from home!

Princess Antoinette Bonaparte, daughter of Princess Melita Bonaparte, in a specially designed Easter Basket, shortly before running away from home.

Princess Antoinette Bonaparte, daughter of Princess Melita Bonaparte, in a specially designed Easter Basket, shortly before running away from home.

We found out later that via supernatural powers (The Divine Right of Kings) her mother turned her into a chocolate Easter Bunny–and things went into a sort of Twilight Zone after that happened.

An Inevitable St. Patrick’s Day With Glenn Acornn-Poseidon Adventure Redux

"There's got to be a morning after."--Glenn Acorrn goes right back to drinking upon recovery.

“There’s got to be a morning after.”–Glenn Acorrn goes right back to drinking upon recovery.

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All was fine, as long as he didn’t wake up. What will Princess Melita Bonaparte do now?

HAPPY ST. PATRICK’S INEVITABLE DAY!

Wishing you all a Happy St Patrick’s Day From Glenn Acornn–someone found him in an alley & got him in rehab.

I MISS THE RED VIC MOVIE HOUSE~NOW MORE THAN EVER! Goodbye, Red Vic!

Sign from the Red Vic Theatre, that closed July 2011 & seems soon to disappear!

Sign from the Red Vic Movie House, that closed July 2011 & seems soon to disappear!

This place was like an old friend. I saw many documentaries here. Also, there were nights of classic films & other times just the screening of stuff that was weird & wonderful, but nearly always a delight on some level. I was in the area about a week ago & it appears that it is going to be torn down. I have to shed another tear for this unique film going place. Where else could one go & find couches lined up in the first two rows? That’s how they started, before they managed to get regular (normal) theatre seats, but wisely retained the first couple of rows of couches as a reminder of how they started. The film going experience is sadly losing ground to technology & the irony is not lost on me as I write this via the Web 2.0 experience–a fine outlet for sharing thoughts, but not a replacement for something we are losing that is very precious, and far more interesting than the noise provided by cellular telephones.

Goodbye, Red Vic Movie House! Popcorn served in wooden bowls that were returned, not thrown away! Can you fathom this? Goodbye! Goodbye!

Princess Melita Bonaparte Recruits Terracotta Soldiers

Daft Princess Melita Bonaparte Institutes Draft For Terracotta Military!

Daft Princess Melita Bonaparte Institutes Draft For Terracotta Military! 21 February 2013

Recalling rants of a few years ago, Princess Melita Bonaparte, took it upon herself to issue a proclamation, declaring that she would not tolerate weapons of mass destruction (she was not talking about Church) unless they were hers to use as she sees fit, whenever the mood strikes her. Her Opening Night Party presence, celebrating the Asian Art Museum’s showing of the First Chinese Emperor’s Tomb buddies, the Terracotta Warriors, brought with it claims of direct ownership to these clay fellows. “I am in line to all Imperial Thrones & the spoils of war as well as peace are mine.” By ‘spoils of peace’ (one which was new to our ears) we presume she means a high paying position based on nepotism. When asked, she responded, “My great-great-great-grand Uncle, Emperor Napoleon I, sort of invented it. I only took over where he left off. You might say that I am over qualified for this sort of thing.”

PRAY FOR GLENN ACORNN

P R AY   F O R   G L E N N    A C O R N N !

He was last seen Christmas in Antarctica. Yesterday, his hat was found. His plight of Twinkie deprivation could garner international co-operation & achieve world peace. His contact address for all food & medical needs: Glenn Acornn, Queen Maude’s Land, Antartica. Pray for him. Pray for him…

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