It’s been a busy day for yours truly, but I shan’t bore you with the details. Here’s the South side of the Beloved Boulevard and I am proceeding South, I do declare! My Aunt Erdeal died recently and she would use words like, “reckon” and they would slide offer her tongue, as smooth as dark chocolate. I missed her funeral; and that nearly broke my heart. I guess using the word South evoked this tangent, because Erdeal was from the Old South through and through.
On my way home, I encountered this skywriting in the parking lot of Musso’s. Can any of you decipher it? That’s one thing you have to give Hollywood credit for: creative advertising. I can make out “…YOUR EYES,” at the end. That’s it.