Sunday, January 25, 2009

Advice For The Elderly Embarking On Romance

6 comments:

susan said...

Good one. You know, I think if I found myself in a position to choose again or to be invited onto the floor by a new partner, I might just take the safer course of sitting it out with a nice dry martini - shaken not stirred.

Utah Savage said...

That's how I liked my martinis, too. My Scotch was Laphroaig, my whiskey was George Dickel, my vodka Stoli, my gin, Bombay. And I liked the dark rums. Ah, those days are gone. Too bad. Bipolar drugs have seen to that. But I still smoke the medicinal herb.

I think Barack has the singular grace of Fred Astaire. Barack can move across the floor just walking and he makes me thing of Astaire, and those gorgeous bones of his, his hands, his lovely head.

Ghost Dansing said...

oh i forgot all about the "start all over again" song.... i love that song....

Utah Savage said...

It is a great song Ghost, check out the Diana Krall version that precedes this for a completely different take on the same song.

Paul C said...

Sober yesterday. Tipsy now.
Thanks for your words re bi-polar et al.

BTW- here and else where some good advice about a lot of things.

susan said...

You were lucky in being able to spend some time with such luxuries. I liked Laphroaig as well but it's the company I remember the night I shared a bottle. Another favorite was Irish Mist savored by a fireplace in upstate New York. A girlfriend and I sat on opposite sides of a dining table one evening drinking shots of Aquavit with beer chasers while we told one another outrageous stories. Eventually we both laid down on floor cushions and talked under the table.