The Hot Club

We were talking about Frank Caprio telling President Obama to shove his endorsement. To me, that was ‘a career limiting statement’. If Caprio ever runs again, it will follow him around, haunt him. Talk about the Scarlet Letter. Spell it ‘S’ for Shove it. ‘S’ for stupid.



The Warden waltzed in. I told him that I hadn’t seen him in quite some time. He said, “It’s Halloween.”



Overheard at the Hot Club – an overheated regular was talking about someone who really got on their nerves, and said, “He takes the beast out of me.”



Fleet Feet Pete said that ‘mortgage’ is from the Latin and means ‘death case’. Mort-gage.



The Hot Club’s Josh (the one that works) wanted to add George Carlin to the list of comic geniuses. I agreed and told Josh that Buffalo Steve and I weren’t trying to be all-inclusive in our list. I said that I would also add Peter Sellers to that group.



The Herbster stopped by as I was talking to Sovereign Caroline. He greeted her warmly and kissed her on the cheek. Herb said that you have to do that with a beautiful woman. The Herbalogist said that it’s a custom in Germany to kiss beautiful women on both cheeks. I told him he was lucky to get one cheek.



Jimmy Chelo was showing us some exercises to do for a bad back. Mario looked at Jimmy doing them and said ‘bedroom calisthenics’.



We were talking about the Saturday Night Live fake Favre Wrangler Jeans ad. Affable Al said his wife just bought him a pair of jeans – Wranglers. Not the ‘Open Fly’ version that SNL showed. Al said of Wrangler jeans ‘their numbers are up’. Yes, their stock is rising.



The Warden was listening to Contraire babble on. I asked the Warden, “Would you believe anything Contraire said?” The Warden said, “Did he say anything?”



Mike K wanted props for predicting back in February that Delonte West would go South on the Celtics. At this time, Delonte, after whacking Von Wafer, is still a Celtic.



As Mike K was repeating that he had predicted Delonte’s Descent, I held my digital recorder to get it accurately. Sitting behind Mike K, Pauly could be heard observing: “This guy keeps records of everything.”

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Jules should be proud of her crew at Massey’s Glass in Johnston. They alerted police to the whereabouts of a bank robber by flashing their vehicles’ lights to get the attention of the cops. The miscreant had stuffed stolen money (with a dye pack) in his pants. When the dye pack exploded, he ran into a restaurant men’s room to rid himself of the red dye (talk about a ‘scarlet letter’). The Massey’s Glass gang pointed out the restaurant and the cops cuffed the guy in the men’s room.



After speaking with Mike Module and Fleet Feet Pete, I told them I was going back to talk with Sovereign Caroline who had stopped by the HC. I told the Module and Fleet Feet that I would be back. Mike Module said, “Thanks for warning us.”



The Falcon swooped in to the Hot Club and told me about one Cliff High, who has a website webbot and has a book entitled Half Past Human. Mr. High has predicted some traumatic event will occur November 8-11. The Falcon said that whatever happens is supposed to be 10 to 10,000 times worse than 9/11. Hope Cliff is wrong.



The Jack of Fire was talking about the San Francisco Giants’ offense when he said “They have as much pop in their lineup as a sophomore hop punch.”



The Wizard and I were talking music and it turns out that we both really like Ry Cooder. The Wiz said to see the movie Crossroads with Ralph Macchio, if nothing else but for the music which is by Ry Cooder (he produced the soundtrack). The Wiz then played Willie Brown Blues from it.



So the conversation turned to Canned Heat when Boogie Children II was on the HC jukebox (Hooker N’ Heat). Wiz said he remembered seeing Canned Heat play the Waterfront Festival back when Bob Hite, ‘the Bear’, was still alive.



We were watching the NL playoffs and Roy ‘Doc’ Halladay was throwing a no-hitter. When Halladay completed the gem (not a perfect game – he walked one), someone asked when the last no-hitter in the playoffs had occurred. I said 1956 when Don Larson of the Yankees did it in the World Series against the Brooklyn Dodgers. And it was a perfect game. Wise and Wiz said that they weren’t alive in 1956 so they weren’t sure if I was telling the truth.