Betty Blogger and The Heretik invite everbody to do the Hustle at LEFTY'S SEVENTY'S DISCO BALL. Get on down with your bad self. Bring a link or comment and the drinks are on us. Before we get started, The Heretik would like to say Nixon might have been a crook, but at least he answered questions. These other guys . . .oy.....
How do you like your love, baby . . . we like . . . . BAD COFFEE. . .GAGGLE ME WITH A SPOON . . . .
Lefty Louise is at the door, so play nice. Franz K is at the bar. And remember: Dick Nixon before he dicks you.
Heretik, dearest, you made me smile. Doesn't it just feel like it's time to take down another crooked Republican administration? I just love indictments in late summer, hearings in the fall...
Posted by: Morgaine Swann | July 15, 2005 at 10:09 PM
Just swung by to say that latest big Bush pic is so Nixonian that his forehead even seems to be sweating like in the 1960 debates. It's really effective -- and disconcerting...
Posted by: cruelanimal | July 15, 2005 at 10:18 PM
I am way late, anyone still here? And peach martini of course. And late cause it's sci fi night and new shows. In fact, commercial time so only here till show time again.
Posted by: Angie | July 15, 2005 at 10:19 PM
Peachy times for everyone. And the times they are a changing, Morgaine. For sure they are, so long as we hold true to what is right. In this people is a reservoir, a memory of truth, that can never evaporate even in the heat of the most trying times.
Posted by: The Heretik | July 15, 2005 at 10:25 PM
Lets dance, the last dance, tonight.
Posted by: Aging Disco Queen | July 15, 2005 at 10:43 PM
I need you beside me, to guide me, because when I'm bad, I'm oh so bad. So let's dance . . .
Posted by: The Heretik | July 15, 2005 at 10:48 PM
Okay, that begs the question ... how bad? (grins)
I should stop drinking tonight.
Posted by: Angie | July 15, 2005 at 11:07 PM
How bad? My pocket book is the one with BMF on it.
Posted by: Aging Disco Queen | July 15, 2005 at 11:11 PM
So let’s dance, the last dance
Let’s dance, the last dance
Let’s dance, this last dance tonight
Last dance, last dance for love
Yes, it’s my last change
For romance tonight
Oh, I need you, by me,
Beside me, to guide me,
To hold me, to scold me,
’cause when I’m bad
I’m so, so bad
So let’s dance, the last dance
Let’s dance, the last dance
Let’s dance, this last dance tonight
Posted by: The Heretik | July 15, 2005 at 11:27 PM
He's a dance dance dance dance, dancing machine.
Watch him get down, watch him get down.
With his dut dut dut dut dut, blogging machine.
Posted by: Aging Disco Queen | July 16, 2005 at 12:06 AM
Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
That I've ever seen
Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
Posted by: Night Bird | July 16, 2005 at 12:12 AM
I've still got it. I danced all night and not one drop of martini hit the floor. Whew!
Posted by: Aging Disco Queen | July 16, 2005 at 05:26 AM
Agh. Dropping back by in the morning to see the dregs. And it's so depressing! Please, no more picture links to pics from the 70s.
Posted by: Idyllopus | July 16, 2005 at 07:11 AM
Hi all. If you don't know where you are going, you will probably end up somewhere else.
I am from Dominican and , too, and now am writing in English, please tell me right I wrote the following sentence: "The attempted religion would long run warm items to top scenes from being justified into month in a single aspiring homicide."
With respect :(, Pascha.
Posted by: Pascha | September 04, 2009 at 08:25 AM