Happy Birthday Art!

I have several balloons here. One is a purple, grape-flavored one that I got from Barbara. I also have a red one with little bumps all over it. I have a yellow one that has ridges and if you rub it with a popsicle stick it makes a fabulous sound. It will be my primary instrument during the singing and playing. Finally, I have a transparent one with little fingers at the end that didn't quite blow up, so they look like nipples now, an udder failure on my part.

I may have read this on the Mudcat: I young man returned to his home town for Christmas celebrations. He went to eat breakfast in a new eatery in town. He ordered Eggs Benedict. When his meal came, it was served on a Pontiac hubcap. When he asked the waiter about this strange presentation the waiter replied, of course, "There's no plate like chrome for the hollendaise."

I will put down my balloon and pick up my guitar for a rousing version of "She'll Be Comin' "Round the Mountain."

Many more, Art!

Big RiB