Today's existential thought: I am pretty convinced that I can probably write whatever I want and say whatever I want since not a soul visits this blog and if they do they don't dare post a comment. I ponder what I might post that might excite the inner creativity of the reader to make regular visits to this blog. Maybe I should talk about irrigation? Or Disneyland? Or life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. What would Tom Jefferson write about if he were here today to blog? Maybe I could write about architecture? I could write about Love. I sure did a heck of lot of love passages in 1968. Hey! Let's talk about art! Have you been to the Museum of Art in Washington, D.C.? I have and it was absolutely amazing and that was in the 3rd grade! I have never been to the Louvre in Paris :-( and I can't wait to go. Then there's the Sistene Chapel at St. Peter's in Rome, never been there either. How can anyone lay on their back all day and paint? I get tired laying on my back and sunning at the beach so I go to the pool bar! Maybe I can write about Hollywood. My grandmother lived one block from the Sunset Strip. I used to walk Sunset as a kid just to read the stars names and do the shops. Did you know that Jane Mansfield's Beverly Hills house was pink? We used to drive by it all the time. Does that officially make her the first "PINK"? We also used to drive by the Hollywood Playboy Club with all of it glitz and glamour. Never saw Hef, Barbi Benton or even Dorothy Stratton, bummer! It was still really cool though. Hey! When I was a teenager and we would fly into LAX on PSA I would see Hef's all black jet with a huge white bunny painted on the tailwing and parked at its own hanger!!! No kidding! Enough for today. Here's a thought to ponder: Who can tell me a good description of the outfits the PSA stewardesses wore in 1970?