First we have a Royal wedding watch update:
According to Cindy Adams in the New York post:
"here's what one court-watcher replied: "He has to. Been seeing her too long not to. It would be
another embarrassment for the Palace. The Queen's accepted her at
events, which means she's got the royal approval. Understand, he's not
all that easy and affable as he comes off. He's a bit of an arrogant
young man who expects people to bow and scrape."
And Middleton herself? "Not smart. Hasn't picked up a book in her
life. But very calculating. Her mother's been planning this her whole
life. And she knew how to play hard to get.
"The wedding will probably be next year after he finishes military
service. Face it, London is very depressed. The Crown could use a royal
wedding at this point."
Vacation:
I was in Phoenix Arizona for a few days last month and then went to Tucson for the wedding of Beery and Luis. In Phoenix we stayed with John's friend from the Navy, a bloke called Brian who looks kinda like Daniel Craig, which is rather lucky.
Brian is a highly trained factory worker for Intel microprocessors. He was going to give me a tour of the place but we ran out of time. I was a bit disappointed because I wanted to title a blog post about it "Inside Intel". Get it? Damn, I'm clever.
Arizona always sort of confounds me. Instead of squirrels they have lizards. Instead of grass they have rocks. None of the plants look familiar and all the houses are exactly the same. EXACTLY the same. Do you ever forget which one is yours and stroll into the guys house next door? Here are some plants that I found to be rather Mars like...
So after a few days of kicking around Phoenix, eating Mexican food for breakfast, lunch and dinner, we drove to Tucson for the wedding of some friends. The wedding was lovely, the prickly pear cactus margaritas were a real highlight.
We stayed in the Hotel Congress. I will never forget this place. Located in the deserted downtown of Tucson and the location of John Dillinger's capture, it was the strangest clash of the past and the present. When you walk into the room you are assigned (using an actual key in our door) you are instantly transported to 1936. The first thing I said to John was "honey, WWII is going to start in 4 years".
The furniture is original, right down to the tufted white stripe bedspread (you know what I'm talking about).
The telephone was original and you would call the front desk and have them patch you into the original switchboard.
The faucets in the bathroom had one source for hot and one for cold. You had to combine the water in the sink if you wanted "warm" (incidentally, a combo hot and cold faucet was invented in Pittsburgh after the war).
Aside from the wacky history lesson which of course I loved (the place was majorly haunted by they way, just as it should be), downstairs was a whole 'nother story. "Club Congress" was installed in 1985 and is one of the best alternative rock clubs in the world. So in this historic lobby was a constant mill of tatooed and pierced teenagers. Once 11pm hit, all the teens left the building and every hotel staff member grabbed a table from some hidden closet and set them up all over the lobby. 5 seconds later the place had become an after hours gay bar. Every table full. ODDEST thing ever. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
Just some random additions:
This is the wedding cake. Made by the groom's mother in Mexico. She's not a professional cake maker. Isn't this extraordinary!?
Anyone want to go see this Chiropractor? I didn't think so.
For the record, this was the best part of the visit. Hi Girls! Good girls!
Cheers!
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