Mr. Gage wrote:
"My favorite Elvis story is perhaps apocryphal. Apparently, in much the same way people often keep candy or mixed nuts in little dishes around the house, the King would have cooked slices of bacon strategically placed in various rooms. Bacon on the end table, bacon near the sofa, bacon on the veranda.
Knowing this gives me an excuse to regale my friends with my Elvis impression: ""...aww, Priscilla. Don't be mad. Have some bacon."" ""Hey, Colonel Tom. How's it going, man? Have some bacon."" ""Dang, boys, you sure play purty. Have some bacon."" It's the ""hassumbacon"" part that makes me chuckle.
I share a birthday with Angelina Jolie, Bruce Dern, Doctor Ruth Westheimer, and ""ER"" star Noah Wylie, who is exactly a year younger than I. (Oddly, the character he plays, while retaining June 4th for his DOB, is my age and thus a year older than real-life Wylie. Must be a med school thing.)
I always need a cup of tea when I check in here. sigh. Does anybody know what this stuff is, that my S.O. brought back from Lithuania? It's in a paper and cellophane bag that reads ""Gurman's,"" it's mostly black tea, and it has bits of dried fruit and mysterious botanical bits. I can identify marigold and something that might be rose.
The word is, it smelled nice in the shop and she can't actually speak Lithuanian, so it's ""pointing at the bin and nodding"" tea until I get better info."
