Thursday, December 20, 2007

If old hymns you like, or bare limbs you like...

Thursday, cigarette #1
The Old House, 6:30pm
MUSIC: "Anything Goes," Ella Fitzgerald
In olden days a glimpse of stocking was looked on as something shocking,
Now, Heaven knows, anything goes!

Not much to do back at the old Carolina homestead except sing Cole Porter and frighten the neighbors, but "Anything Goes" reminds me of my favorite Bill Buckley story: Some friend of his was getting hassled by his copy editor for capitalizing "Heaven" and "Hell" in his manuscript, and after ten minutes of arguing over the phone he finally shouted, "No, they're places! Like Schenectady!"

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