Lola at the Coffee House, Cafe 101

Contemplating HofT's Zeppelin, wondering what it means….. Hmmm…

That's really … BIG !!!

A surge of sincerity overtakes me. OK we really haven't fought yet. Hell, I have no idea how the struggle would play out. Shall it be in the air? Dueling Dirigibles? Banging balloons? What does she mean by it all?

Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;

I rode in the Goodyear Blimp. An awesome thing but noisy.

I like blimps too, Helen. Never mind georgeob.......he just doesn't know where to find one that size........

still, I don't know about you, but I might settle for one slightly smaller............

but no need, I've got my blimp, thank you.

It's so good to be home after a long week end with the family..........I love em all......but some of them could drive me crazy.

Some of mine HAVE driven me crazy, Lola. I really enjoyed having Thanksgiving without 'em this year. Just the three of us here. Nice, quiet and peaceful for a change.

Three or four weeks, though, and I'll be in the thick of it for Christmas. <sigh>

Yes, that's the thing about Thanksgiving........after, comes Christmas.........<big sigh too>

Ah, yes. Christmas with the family.
Somehow it never looks like it does on the Hallmark cards.
Thank God for eggnog, heavy on the nog.

And thank god for the safety of the cafe where anything is possible.

I like possibilities

wonder if my boat is coming in

...........................
Marbles of the dancing floor
Break bitter furies of complexity,
Those images that yet
Fresh images beget,
That dolphin-torn, that gong-tormented sea.
..............

<is G OB superstitious like most Irishmen? Might his night vision even with infrared goggles be affected by this, my 666th post? Did he really pay $10m for my Christmas Zeppelin - if so, all is forgiven, but if not, dunno....> <G>

Hi Helen,

I wouldn't hold your breath on georgeob coming through. He's silver-tongued, and a cutie, but I don't think he's got a Zeppelin.....but then, I'm prepared to be surprised.

All he's ever promised is a cigar......but only if the girl is wearing a blue dress and has big hair.

666!!! Can't get me - I'm Catholic. That number is only for Church of Ireland and little Calvinist beasties. The Irish are lyrical and a bit mystic, but not superstitious.

It was my misfortune back at China Lake to have one of the first flight test projects with prototype IR night vision goggles. Night Low levels in A-7s with those goddamn goggles (which wiped out one's peripheral vision) severely puckered the nether parts.

We haven't even fought and you want the $10M, Zeppelin. How like a woman! Would you accept a smaller, battery powered model? <G>

Here's a web site listing general details of the Enterprise power plant;
http://www.chinfo.navy.mil/navpalib/factfile/ships/ship-cv.html

Well a good cigar is … Zeppelin - like. Nice, Lola, to have your confidence!

No. Not big hair -

DEW sat on Julia's hair
And spangled too,
Like leaves that laden are
With trembling dew :
Or glitter'd to my sight,
As when the beams
Have their reflected light
Danc'd by the streams

No blue dress either -

AWAY with silks, away with lawn,
I'll have no scenes or curtains drawn ;
Give me my mistress, as she is,
Dress'd in her nak'd simplicities ;
For as my heart, e'en so mine eye
Is won with flesh, not drapery.

You rang, my dear?

Yes, with a proposal for mirth--- (at least until Lola and HofT intrude)

WHILE the milder fates consent,
Let's enjoy our merriment :
Drink, and dance, and pipe, and play ;
Kiss our dollies night and day :
Crowned with clusters of the vine,
Let us sit, and quaff our wine.
Call on Bacchus, chant his praise ;
Shake the thyrse, and bite the bays :
Rouse Anacreon from the dead,
And return him drunk to bed :
Sing o'er Horace, for ere long
Death will come and mar the song :
Then shall Wilson and Gotiere
Never sing or play more here.

Screw Anacreon, Horace and the rest...

Let's dance!

tappatappataptaptaptaptap......

OK we'll let Horace and the rest sleep. However two good ideas there. take my hand....

OK we'll let Horace and the rest sleep. However two good ideas there. take my hand....

Okay, I'll take both of them!

taptaptaptaptaptappatappatappa.......