Pay me now or pay me later

Hi ya! How’re you faring today? Me? In harmony with the flow of the universe as usual…the only question being… which universe? Grab an empty mug and fill it from the pot of freshly-made Robusta coffee. (My fingers wanted to type ‘freskly’ which I don’t think is a word but I like tke sound of it, don’t you? Come up with a meaning, why don’t’cha!). While you’re pondering that one and munching happily on a bakery treat, here’s an item about a persistent single mum…

Frances Ragusa, 75, was back in court in Brooklyn, N.Y., in June claiming child support she said was never paid by husband Philip Ragusa, 77, in their divorce settlement of 33 years ago. (The "children," of course, long ago became adults, but the $14,000 judgment has grown, with interest, to about $100,000.)

Frances told the New York Post in July that she called Philip several months earlier to discuss the amount but that Philip merely began to cry.

"Don't let this case go to trial," she recalled telling him. "If you think I'm going to forget it, Phil, you're stuck on stupid." [New York Post, 7-11-2011]

Hey Phil, I don’t know how you’re fixed financially, being a pensioner and all, but it sounds as though you ought to take out a life-insured loan and settle this out of court because in case you haven’t figured it out yet, Frances is going to haunt you till you pay or die and even then, who knows.  Hey…maybe you can borrow the money from your kids!

See ya!

Bob

Comment from Tokyo Paul (in Thailand) re: Elvis

When my sister and her family visited Pattaya 5 years ago, one of the highlights of her trip was the “Live Elvis Show” program in Jomtien. We had reserved a table, because my sister is a real Elvis devotee, but since we were the only ones there, she got quite a bit of attention from Elvis anyway. Of course, the Thai Elvis was about us 5'8" tall, he probably weighed about 110 pounds, and he had a distinct Thai accent when he did some of his songs. I think the best part of the show for her was when he sat in her lap and sang “Hound Dog” to her.

Comment from John in Erinsville, ON:

What a crock.
Everyone knows Elvis is alive and well and living in Tweed, Ontario.
There have been several documented sightings of him comingling with all
the impersonators on August 16 every year.
The date of his supposed death (August 16) was actually the day I was born
and Babe Ruth died.
Hope this clears up any confusion.

Bob’s reply to both:

Well I guess that shows that at least the memory of Elvis is alive and well. Don’t get me started on whether Elvis could be existing in multiple universes where time is irrelevant, eh!