GammaGlobulin

I wonder if she might have had Restless Legs Syndrome.

You forgot his other wedding song, Dead Flowers. I am, actually, surprised that I cared so much for Tina, in my golden years. I thought she was a joke when I was young. But, these days, after I turned 50, I began to dig her legs, and her sound.

Me, too.

Does this explain the frenzy of eye movement among actors in Hollywood... Pre-1950? Watch any closeup, just before the Big Kiss, for example.

Maybe it was nothing more than the ladies being complete suckers for Mick's humongous lips.

Maybe she just really loved the Voiceless Velar Plosive, without stop.

Mick or Ike?

Watching Mick and Tina on stage, there seemed to be a spark between these two. But, was it true? Tina once said she liked Ike, but this was a relationship that she might have regretted. Still, every time I see someone wearing an "I Like Ike" pin, I am reminded of Turner. You, too? I now wonder how Mick remembers Tina. Anybody know?

One day soon, a machine will surpass the brilliance of Roth. And, one day, soon, our human- cultural history will come to an end. When machines can duplicate, in perfect detail, all that has ever been written, then History will become a thing of the past. They talk of using watermarks and metadata to help us discriminate between what is real and what has been fabricated by machines. Such fools are they to imagine that watermarks might be a solution. Meanwhile, Sam, over at OpenAI, has a SEVERE case of Vocal Fry. I hope Sam can be cured.

Speaking of Roth, I guess you know he also wrote about liver.

If you wish to complain, then try Portnoy's Complaint. Anything written by Roth is not half bad. Life is not fair. Roth deserved the Nobel. Someday soon, if not now, Bard might get a Nobel, for his silicon implants.

I hope that you know that I would never fabricate a chatbot's output. Bard is just for fun. Bard is full of nonsense.

Or, Maybe it just wasn't his... FLAVA.

Don't you just HATE guys with "poor taste"? I do.

Speaking of Poor Taste, my first thought was that glorious musical, "Springtime for Hitler". If you recall, too. Such poor taste!

I thought you were a chemist.

I already asked Bard. His reply is copied above. Please review what Bard said about GammaGlobulin. It's there in black and white for anyone to read. Or, please ask him yourself.

Nay, I say! The Cloister is far from being the first novel written in Modern English. Far before that, I was out in the barn, sleeping with Tom Jones, and the pigs.

Vitamin C. Pauling, no doubt.

When I first shipped out and went to sea in Yokohama, I had very few books. Melville states that he learned how to write just by reading the Bible. He learned all his literary allusions from his Bible, for example. But I had no Bible on my ship. I never even saw a Bible on the ship, after shipping out. Most guys could not even read a Bible if they had one, I think. And, the captain of the vessel did not read us the Bible on Sundays, as you often see in the movies. Mostly, we had to stand watches, instead. Nobody said what we were to be watching for, because it was understood. You could watch for weeks and never see anything. There was one time when we almost collided with another vessel at sea. But this is not because we were not watching. Some ship just happened out of the blue in the dark of night. That was a very close call. Thankfully, the 3rd Mate saved us by making an emergency evasive change of course. I wonder what ever happened to him.

I sailed upon the Pacific over 50 years ago. At that time, there was no real romance to it. So there is no point in it now. I never saw no bare-breasted native women, like Slocum reported. Just bare-breasted men looking for cans of Spam. I don't know why people here so love Spam. In my family, we were not allowed to eat Spam. In fact, in all my born days, I have only had one taste of Spam. And that was on my birthday, as a special treat. Most days, we would just use a meat grinder attached to the kitchen counter to grind pork to make hash. But we had no spices from the Spice Islands to make it less hashy tasting. Mostly, we ate from our garden, and not much grew in our garden, other than grass which we cut with our lawnmower. This is the main reason I went to sea at such an early age. Regards Gamma

Now you got me thinking of James Michener, and Two Dollah. The problem is that the South Seas, and the Pacific, are not what they once seemed to be. Too much cargo. Too much Spam in the can. Too much religion, maybe. The South Pacific isn't what it used to be. Regards Gamma

Why don't you ask Maureen O'Hara?

If only Natalie had married Bud...!