Afternoon Delight
I guess I don’t have to tell you that the Fourth of July is just around the corner, next Monday, July 4th. As this annual holiday weekend approaches, I’d like to remind you that the possession, let alone the igniting, of any sort of firework or incendiary device anywhere within our national forest is gonna land you in jail, in addition to owing a stiff fine. That’s a fact, Jack (or Jill), so just keep that in mind. And, by the way, there’s no such thing as “safe and sane” fireworks.
Just ask me, I outta know, for it was I who almost burned down the original Motley Manor down in Tustin, when this 12-year-old freckle-faced boy tossed a lit sparker into the air one July 4th, just to see what happens. Well, what happened was that the dang sparker landed on the wood-shingle roof of the stately Motley Manor South and started a small blaze, which I promptly extinguished with a nearby hose. Boy, did I ever get the business (as Beaver Cleaver used to say) when Dad got home from work.
Anyway, I hope everybody enjoys this year’s fireworks extravaganzas at Lake Gregory and Lake Arrowhead. As for myself, I’ll be in Laughlin, watching their annual “Rockets over the River” extravaganza, skyrockets and all, poolside at Aquarius Resort Casino. Hmmm, that reminds me of a song.
Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight, gonna grab some afternoon delight. My motto’s always been ‘when it’s right, it’s right’, why wait until the middle of a cold dark night when everything’s a little clearer in the light of day, and we know the night is always gonna be there anyway? Thinkin’ of you’s workin’ up my appetite, looking forward to a little afternoon delight. Rubbin’ sticks together makes the sparks ignite. Skyrockets in flight, afternoon delight, afternoon delight. (“Afternoon Delight” – Starland Vocal Band – 1976)
All this is workin’ up an appetite for some fresh-baked apple pie to celebrate the 4th of July when I return from Laughlin to reunite with my “child bride” of nearly 50 years who stayed home to enjoy Crestline’s pyrotechnic extravaganza, as well as the community picnic on the newly planted turf at San Moritz Cove.
Prior to all of this, me and the Missus will be enjoying Crestline’s Jamboree Days parade from the rooftop of Akasha on Lake Drive, where we will be sharing duty announcing the arrival of each band and float, and reminiscing about last year’s parade, when I announced the arrival of Crestline’s Citizen of the Year, my child bride, Rhea-Frances Tetley. By the way, I’ll be leaving for Laughlin right after my announcing duties are over. Meantime, please do have a delightful afternoon.
Started out this morning feeling so polite, I always thought a fish could not be caught who wouldn’t bite. But you’ve got some bait a-waitin’ and I think I might try nibbling a little afternoon delight. Skyrockets in flight, afternoon delight, afternoon delight…
Keep it flyin’, Uncle Mott