Such confusion. Not only has dear Uncle Valmont returned, reminding us that he is Tsar, but Tsar Doug has agreed to co-reign with Tsar Justinian, one in the right wing, and one in the left wing. In the meantime, Valmontsky is being readied for open house--which may conflict with our royal ball--and Tsar Doug is inviting Justinian to take over the Huntington in San Marino. Tsar D., did you not know that the Huntington estate is currently occupied by a legendary art museum? Is Justinian to reside there only during after-hours, when all tourists have been shooed away? Ah, what a Blue Boy he will be!
Also, I am greatly offended, T.D., as I have furnished my own modest but perfectly charming chateau according to the Chez Target and Chez Ikea guidelines. And as a vegetarian and budgie advocate I cannot approve of barbeque (unless, of course, it is vegetables solamente); however, the chocolate cake sounds fine . . . tho' might I suggest a coffee flavored frosting, just to be cutting edge?
Or perhaps, in lieu of the frosting, a mere dusting of powdered sugar and a soupson of wild raspberries? (Ah, Julia Child, where are you when we need you?
) I do like co-Tsar's menu ever so much better, tho' the key lime pie does confuse; Justinian is Mediterranean, it would seem.
At any rate, we do carry on. (Indeed . . . we do!
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Artistically yours--
Pinky Siddons, The Tragic Muse
a.k.a. The GD/GP Janet
