Sunday, October 26, 2008


I've been home three days but had to work each night with noi downtime for writing.

My sister decided to fly first class instead of using her private jet. Why does it seem all flights into Europe have to go through Amsterdam? And we got there in barely enough time to run and make the flight to Paris.

I am not a big fan of the long white tunnels going to board planes so it always takes me by surprise when you disembark into the clear tunnels in Paris. I wish all airports were like them.

Stayed only a couple of hours in Paris before my sister rented a car and we headed North, We made one stop in a small town that she wanted to order some wine from. Doesn't look like much from the outside took the underground tour for wine tasting. Personally none of the reds did anything for me. They sold whites upstairs but they were not on the tasting tour.

Then through the border guards into Switzerland.

One of The city's claim to fame is the carved stone statue representing the Swiss Mercenary Guard who have died...the same that protect the Pope.

Then their covered wooden bridge, centuries old with paintings on its ceiling. I believe one of the people around us said part of it burned at one time I couldn't here when, perhaps on of the wars but it was pretty.

There were views...

she was there to shop for the specials oils and scents they specialize in creating for the individual. Beside that we walked and ate and played tourist. Spent the entire time their until we headed back to Paris for the flight home. She promised to bring me with her to tour Italy in the spring. I was ready to be home after a week. would rather be writing about Bobby. Have missed you all.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008






I misspoke with the word evil...I believe the correct word might be lustful.

All I can say is one recognizes the other...that would also be me when it comes to Bobby.

Monday, October 6, 2008


In scripting and capping I have become so very frustrated with trying to capture clear caps...I catch one and it will roll back one into blurry--but not on guest stars just Bobby. What's up with that? After standing just so much I broke down and begged my computer whiz daughter to help me.

Turns out its not me after all but the fact Amazon has a crappy media player, so I apologize to Windows Media Player for swearing and blaming you.


Thank you for listening and as a reward...Our beautiful Bobby

Sunday, October 5, 2008


Thanks to the evil vixens on both sides of the Atlantic my mind has slid down into the gutter and as I am capping and scripting DEPTHS I find myself searching not just for eyelashes, tongue, back, shoulders, feet and hands but now PYTHONS and potential python sitings. Due to preparations for my trip to Switzerland on the 15th and working so my playtime is limited so I have only made it to the Pier scene with Stipes. HOWEVER, I discovered a possible siting of the elusive python as Bobby begins to slide his hand into his pocket thus tightening his pants.

And apparently the sea air stirs the python as Bobby's hand smooths down the front of his suit pants to calm him.

Oh to be beneath that hand.