Laurel and Hardy Handshake

A Laurel and Hardy handshake (I stole that from Mel Brooks) to all you folks that I exchange music, film, humor and other miscellaneous stuff with. You know who you are. This is a little something I do that I get enjoyment out of. CB does not put time into things that bore the shit out of him, piss him off, hurt his brain etc. I think you get the drift.

All of you have supplied me with a bunch of new tunes, direction in my music listening, reminded me of music that I have neglected or forgot about. Opened my mind or I should say my ears because they are the true guide.

I have gotten some new flicks to watch and old ones to revisit. I have also gotten some out and out belly laughs from you people. Special thanks for that. I love a good laugh (I spent half my time at school in the hallway for laughing in class. CB could have been somebody but I had a very sensitive funny bone. Impeded all that serious stuff that I was being taught. To $%**&^$ serious).

That’s it folks. I do enjoy our exchanges. So like a stray dog, if you keep feeding me I’ll be back. I might even give you a lick (That’s fricken gross man). Later Cats and Kittens.

Cincinnati Babyhead

(A CB tip. If ever trying to elude the French Foreign Legion, bust out into a little song and dance to throw them off the trail)