Pucker up and get ready for feline smooches! I think we should have a kissing booth at the Summer Reading BigBash on May 27. Who should be the kisser? Well, now, that should be obvious.
It's a fundraiser, see? You, the kissee, pay moi, the kisser, and youse gets a nice big sugar on yer cheek. (How'd I go from Bronx accent, to legalese, to French, and then back to Bronx again? James Whitcomb Riley was right when he told Booth Tarkington to avoid dialect unless he developed a better ear for it. Of course, Meredith Nicholson, Indiana lawyer-turned-novelist, was proud that he spoke the Hoosier dialect without accent. Read The House of a Thousand Candles [first published in 1905] sometime; you'll enjoy it. Lots of people did; it was a huge bestseller in its day. My Library has a copy, as do several others in Evergreen Indiana.)
But I digress.
If we don't do the kissing booth, then I'll have to think of something else for the Summer Reading BigBash for moi to do. I'm a huge draw, you see, so we need to take advantage of that, eh, Broadway Gal?
My Smooches Are Scratchy, So You Get a Bath, Too,
Cauli Le Chat
MPL Roving Reporter
Summer Reading News Beat
P.S. I couldn't find a share-alike video of Patty Larkin singing "Pucker Up" (1993, from her album I'm Fine), so our musical closer will opt today for another fantastic country/rock song, "Passionate Kisses" (1989) by Lucinda Williams, from her self-titled album (1988). (Well, Larkin is considered folk/blues, but I'm hair-splitting again. Actually, so is Williams--considered folk/blues, too, as well as rock and country. I didn't mean she was hair-splitting. These sentence structures are getting the best of me. Time for a nap.)
