<p>OMG Alum – don’t get me going on debutante parties. I had this fantasy that I was the only one here. What a nightmare!</p>
<p>I was amazed to see in the Sunday Social section of the newspaper, coverage of the seasons’ debutantes, a couple of years ago… man, I thought that was way behind us, but it’s one of those things that still exists out there (or down here in NC). Of course, now, it’s only those people that have a MUCH higher “perceived” social class than I… and I’m not afraid to admit that I HAVE purchased clothing from Walmart…perish the THOUGHT!</p>
<p>…but I did smile at the horror of your wardrobe malfunction!!!</p>
<p>Pulling up from page THREE. </p>
<p>It’s cocktail hour in my time zone. Come to think of it, here in the Alley it’s always cocktail hour. Or time for a brewski, if you prefer.</p>
<p>“That” kind of day in the office. The Gentlemen’s Jack has already been poured here. Should be wooking on FAFSA and taxes with Pima, but I think I turn off the brain for the night and watch some college basketball intead. </p>
<p>Anyone else remember the “Calgon, take me away!” comercials? (I hope I don’t have to turn in my man-hood card for remembering that one!)</p>
<p>Bullet there was a woman with no clothes on, presumably, in that commercial. I think we would have to rescind man club privileges if you forgot it.</p>
<p>This place is oddly quiet…deserted except for the guy with the push broom, cleaning up after the marmots. And the marmots are so bored they’re throwing peanut shells at each other. Someone please give them a job to do!</p>
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<p>HIya Bullet (no Pima tonight?). Last night must have been the night for crossover activities. I sat down for my usual pleasure, a colorful movie viewed while nested in our fabulous recliner chairs. I wanted to advantage myself of the huge bill my H incurs for having 1,000 TV channels. </p>
<p>I watched “Glory Days” about the West Texas team’s overturn to win the NCAA basketball championship in 1966, with a final game between Coach Don Haskins’ team vs. legendary Coach Adolph Rupp of U. of Kentucky, for the greatest upset victory in NCAA history (now in basketball hall of fame). Initially Haskins wanted to improve his team so actively recruited talent from
African American players in Northern, urban neighborhoods and bringing them to the South in l966. It pulled the coach in to confront all the racial issues of the times, but he triumphs by getting the whole team to play with courage and heart. He sticks to the game and through it wins on many larger issues troubling everyone on his team. At the movie’s end, they interview the real players and coaches still living today. </p>
<p>From the next room, my H couldn’t believe it: I was cheering for a team and everything. I finally understood why people get excited to watch great professional sports teams! I just needed a good movie for my entry ticket. </p>
<p>When I was taught to play basketball in elementary school, there were different rules for girls. Three dribbles and then you must pass or shoot. No glorying down the gymnasium. I can’t figure out if they meant to suppress our egos or preserve our childbearing capabilities, but basketball seemed like a dull game. The real fun was dodgeball at recess; oooof, right in the stomach! That’s what they should have been regulating, not basketball.</p>
<p>I, for one, say “Calgon Take Me Away” at least once a month, it is my default “I’m overwhelmed” complaint.</p>
<p>I like “Beam me up Scotty; there’s no intelligent life here.”</p>
<p>There was a United Airlines campaign a few years ago with a catchy little dittie, “I need a va-ca-tion…like nobody’s business…” (sort of like Southwestern’s “Need to get away?” campaign). love those!</p>
<p>I loved the movie Glory Days.</p>
<p>Let’s show it in a loop in the Alley. I think a flat plasma fell off one of the Soprano’s trucks out back.</p>
<p>That’s what I am spending my sofa time with these days. Tony Soprano, take me away…</p>
<p>We’re spending our sofa time with the folks at MASH. It’s aged much better than I would have thought. Our 15 yo is really enjoying it.</p>
<p>He hums the theme song too. I’d forgotten how catchy it is. “Suicide is painless…”</p>
<p>Bumping us us from page whatever…</p>
<p>Because I need some doctorin’.</p>
<p>I know it’s just the cold and/or flu, so no point in going to the MD. And I am a rabid don’t-overuse-antibiotics crusader. But jeez o man, I am sick of this deep cough, congestion and general misery. At least the fever is gone.</p>
<p>I had my flu shot. Big help that was. </p>
<p>I just want Calgon or MASH or UAL or <em>something</em> to “take me away.” (Tony Soprano is a little too scary for me). What are the Sinners Alley medics recommending? </p>
<p>… My quart-sized glass is at the ready.</p>
<p>Hot tea, straight up for jmmom!! Feel better!</p>
<p>Cold-eze, Airborne, Emergen-C, lots of hot tea, curl up on the sofa and read a book that you love (so if your brain is too stuffy to concentrate, you still know what’s going on). 
Long hot shower, holding your head and face under the spray to loosen up that congestion in your head.<br>
I had something similar and it felt like I needed to scrape my throat. hope you feel better soon.</p>
<p>For colds, my Hungarian grad school professor recommended “the Hungarian hat remedy” which he described as: </p>
<p>“Find a hat, turn it upside down, fill it with wine, drink it until you see two hats.”</p>
<p>hot tea with a shot of rum, some honey & lemon.</p>
<p>Good for what ails ya’.</p>
<p>Chicken soup helps too. Do we have that here? Or just popcorn & peanuts?</p>
<p>My husband does the hot tea with a shot of whiskey, honey and lemon. I’m thinking I might prefer the rum version.</p>
<p>Pho, if you have any available nearby (get some nice helper person to bring you some). I survived on nice chicken pho a week ago when I was laid up with probably just what you have now (it’s that Internet virus thing, you know, we’re all sharing it 
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<p>no suggestions to offer – but hope you’re feeling better jmmom. bed rest and Seinfeld reruns??</p>