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Pic of the Day: “There’s some questions I have to ask. They’re a little personal. Have you ever been convicted of a felony or a misdemeanor? That’s robbery, rape, car theft, that sort of thing.” “Convicted? No.” “Never convicted.” “That’s good. Good. Are either of you homosexuals?” “You mean, like, flaming or…?””Well, it’s a standard question we have to ask.” ““No, we’re not homosexual, but we are willing to learn.” “Yeah, would they send us someplace special?” “I guess that’s no on both.” (45th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “By the way, I was woken by a guy screaming on a tower. I couldn’t sleep… I had to shut him up.” “A muezzin? You shut up a muezzin?” “The…?” “Muezzin. He was calling for prayer.” “Oh, I didn’t know. That’s what the ruckus was. The screaming, the mike… Yours is a very strange religion. You’II grow tired of it.” (20th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “You wouldn’t believe how this country’s changed. First time I seen it, there wasn’t a mesquite tree on it. Or a prickly pear neither. I used to own this land, you know. First time I watered a horse at this tank was more than forty years ago. I reckon the reason why I always drag you out here is probably I’m just as sentimental as the next fellow when it comes to old times. Old times… I brought a young lady swimming out here once. More than twenty years ago. It was after my wife had lost her mind and my boys was dead. Me and this young lady was pretty wild, I guess. In pretty deep. We used to come out here horseback and go swimming without no bathing suits. One day she wanted to swim the horses across this tank. Kind of a crazy thing to do, but we done it anyway. She bet me a silver dollar she could beat me across. She did. This old horse I was riding didn’t want to take the water. But she was always looking for something to do like that. Something wild. I bet she’s still got that silver dollar.” “Whatever happened to her?” Oh, she growed up. She was just a girl then, really. Here, let me help you with that.” “Why didn’t you ever marry her after your wife died?” “She was already married. Her and her husband was young and miserable with one another, like so many young married folks are. I thought they’d change with some age, but it didn’t turn out that way.” “Is being married always so miserable?” “Not really. About eighty percent of the time, I guess. We ought to go to a real fishing tank next year. Nah, it don’t do to think about things like that too much. If she was here, I’d probably be just as crazy now as I was then in about five minutes. Ain’t that ridiculous? No, it ain’t really. Being crazy about a woman like her is always the right thing to do. Being a decrepit old bag of bones, that’s what’s ridiculous. Getting old.” (55th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: ♫ “There goes the baker with his tray like always / The same old bread and rolls to sell / Every morning just the same / Since the morning that we came / To this poor, provincial town / “Good morning, Belle” / “Morning, monsieur” / “Where are you off to?” / “The bookshop, I just finished the most wonderful story. About a beanstalk and an ogre and a-“ / “That’s nice. Marie, the baguettes, hurry up” / Look, there she goes, that girl is strange, no question / Dazed and distracted, can’t you tell? / Never part of any crowd / ‘Cause her head’s up on some cloud / No denying, she’s a funny girl, that Belle.” ♫ (35th anniversary)
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