I am so, so pleased to once again be in the bosom of the good ship lollypop. I would have been here sooner had it not been for a change of password; I wanted to change it to, ‘Getbent’ but a box said it must be eight characters, so naturally I thought of Rocky, Margo, Veggie, Stormy, McTag, Alec and Beth, This resulted in…
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Nil desperandum; how about, Snow White and the seven dwarfs; Dave, Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich, but I flunked Humanities and dagnabbit, I have no idea who the seventh person of restricted growth is!
Now, before I try to wheedle my way outta the picture of me squeezing Brooks’ melons, not to forget getting down and messy with her soft peaches leading to a tincture of veracity so stimulatingly exposed in The National Enquirer -
I wish to clarify the line, ‘too 288’
144 is a dozen dozens, or one gross. Therefore 288 is 2 gross. Vulgar or coarse; but of cause you knew that!
However the cognate reader will appreciate it could also mean; without good taste! Not sensitive to, or not able to appreciate the finer things in life. Therefore in an effort to put that rumor asunder – I have been engaged in renovations to the piano nobile of the corps de logis.
Now, back to Brooks sweet melons…
I feel at this juncture as a flibbertigibbet although free from Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanokoniosis I should explain in graphic detail the fruits of my labor…
Watermelon-Peach Wine (makes 1 gallon)
1 large watermelon
2 peaches
1/4 cup chopped raisins
juice of 3 limes
5 cups sugar
1 qt water
1 tsp acid blend
1 crushed Campden tablet
1 tsp yeast nutrient
wine yeast
Extract the juice from watermelon and peaches, saving pulp. Boil pulp in one quart water for 1/2 hour then strain and add water to extracted juice. Allow to cool to lukewarm then add all ingredients except yeast to primary for a total of one gallon. Cover well with cloth and add yeast after 24 hours. Stir daily for 1 week and strain off raisins. Let stand additional 24 hours and rack. Pour into secondary fermentation vessel, fit airlock, and set aside for 4 weeks. Rack and set aside another 4 weeks, then rack again. Allow to clear, then rack final time and bottle. Allow 2 to 4 months before tasting.
As you can see you need four racks, so I suggest you check if Brooke* has sisters!!!
*Brooke Hogan (Mizz Hogan). Daughter of the famous Hulk Hogan. Los Angeles, CA
Recording artist, songwriter, producer, musician, actress, television personality, friend of Try and wine raconteur.
Any resemblance to Missy/Izzie is to be warmly appreciated!
Thanks for the photos Brooke, you look quite stunning; do you have any where you keep your top on? No seriously, no need to explain, your points are well made!
Dear Izzie my sweet Seraphim, I do hope this epistle finds you in high spirits and fine fettle, and just to let y’all know, my Ozark flat backed bouzouki arrived safely and I shall soon depart this Night's Plutonian shore.
Just don’t get me started on…Spiders!!!
Because the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never have I felt before, so that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating `'Tis some spider entreating entrance at my chamber door - Some late eight legged visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -This it is, and nothing more,'
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, `Izzie,' said I, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently it came rapping, and so faintly it came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, that I scarce was sure I could help you' - here I opened wide the door; - Darkness there, and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; but the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, and the only words there were spoken… “Did that spider just order a Big Mac and flies?”
Missy girl; have y’all been playing away with Dutchy while I have been outta town? I just don’t believe you is a 18 year old convent girl no more as I ave bean chasing you for the last sex years. However, the image of your latest escapade with wind-blown hair and resplendent in a tight ripped bodice has redeemed you in my dreams. Please excuse my spilling – Blame Google Translate!
LBJ I wish you well as you set forth on your journey. Politics is a tiring business but I wish you well for 2012. BTW some say Wandle dropped 25 pounds!
I say, that must have been the weight of the ice cream tub!
To the young at heart ladies Osso and Roberta, if only I was 20 years younger and 200 pounds lighter; what music we might have made. I know Osso, you may not like me because you may think I have more truck parts in the front yard than empty cans of Budweiser – but I am working on it.
Once again Dutchy you have shown I could do well if I followed your example. Lead on dear friend and I will thrive on scraps from your table.
I don’t believe it, I have met Gracie Girl!!!
True; I was down in Moe’s Tavern talkin’ to this 300 pound steel worker from Pittsburgh who is married with six kids living in a double wide, who on a Saturday night dresses up and calls hisself Gracie Girl…Nice guy.
The domain name izzythepush.com is available to register, hurry up or Spendius will get there first. Come on Pom. P. Skates, scupper them Scummers…GO Seagulls!
From these rocky shores to the Azores, conforming to all national and state laws may y’all live well and prosper why not.
New York wave (ツ)
Ps: Iffin’ you see Tsar, please convey my sincere thanks for services rendered.
Pps: Has anyone seen Dear Francis? He missed my birthday this year and all the proceeding decades.
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following Missy's line - i guess its time i learnt all those for ma kids sake!!! 
sorry to have missed u tho 
