"As the purse is emptied, the heart is filled." (Hugo)

.....Well, the big day is tomorrow. After six months of vicious lobbying and lies in the media by the other parties in contention, and a failure to raise a million dollars to be used in the campaign, inauguration day is tomorrow when RH+ will be installed as President of the Huntington Lakes Chapter of the City of Hope. This chapter raised over $42,000 last year in donations to this very deserving charity, and hopefully, during her administration, even more will be forthcoming this year. The Chapter has over 300 members, and since almost every one of them are women, you can imagine the problems that will be forthcoming for Rhoda at their meetings. Colin Powell has said that leadership is solving problems, and that is something that Rho is very good at. She is a leader, and I believe she enjoys challenges. For example, I'm her biggest challenge.

.....I believe I was smart. In order to put RH+ in a good mood for tomorrow's special event, I had a dozen assorted roses sent to her which I purchased online from an outfit called Pro Flowers. I think they do a good job. They have a wide assortment and it saves a trip to the florist who may not have what you like. The roses I sent came in a vase and included was a small box of chocolates.

.....Rho was supposed to have a card game today, but no one told her that it was canceled. While she was playing I intended to go down to The Isle casino to spend a couple of hours, but she came back, so instead we went to the Arcade on Atlantic Ave. It's a fairly nice place where you can get free sodas, coffee, and ice cream while you're playing their slots. You can't win money on them; only coupons or gift cards. The machines are nothing like the ones in the casinos down here, but they're still fun to play and spend some time while not playing golf. But we'll be playing cards tonight, anyway--at the Strumlaufs.

.....There may be a conspiracy afoot. Son, JR, wants me to perform on the TV show, America's Got Talent. I can sing well enough to perform here in the shows we put on in our own theater, but certainly not in competition with such as the English gal who sings like a lark. Also, JR suggests that I could recite some poetry or a soliloquy from Shakespeare, but I doubt if they'd ever let me do that in the show. Then there is my nephew, David, who suggests that I write a play or a screenplay. Who knows? Maybe I will, some day. Meanwhile, I'll stick to writing the blog.