The Thread For Those Who Feel The Need To Share With Us All The Banal Details Of Their Lives — Page 101

Hmmm, I see your point. I probably would have taken the bet myself.

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I think you should call your mother and tell her this story. Give her something else to cry about.

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I really love Mel Torme. A lot.

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I remember a batboy on the Marlins got fired for taking a dare from a player to drink a gallon of milk in a certain time- an hour, maybe? Supposedly it's possible to do that, but you'll vomit a minute later.

The batboy got fired? Were there consequences for the player?

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Though he always hated his nickname, The Velvet Fog

Rath, I looked up what happened, and as far as I can tell the batboy was only suspended for six games, and some minor league team let him be their honorary batboy in the meantime and had a milk promotion to sell tickets. The player who dared him said he'd pay him anyway (the batboy had actually lost the bet, I think). Then the batboy was offered a chance to fly to Panama(!) for a free vacation and try the milk dare again, getting $500 if he couldn't do it and $2,500 if he could. No idea how that turned out. Oh, America.

From salon.com

Inevitably, and a bit ironically, Mel Torme has been remembered this week as "The Velvet Fog," a sobriquet a disk jockey gave him in 1946 that he spent much of the rest of his life trying to shake. Torme hated the nickname: It was a remnant of the early postwar years when, along with a clutch of other, lesser crooners, he was marketed to bobby-soxers as a baby-faced sex symbol. He made a career-defining shift in the mid-1950s, forsaking syrupy pop music and pioneering an urbane, cool jazz vocal style, but the Velvet Fog moniker stuck with him for the next four and a half decades. Eventually, Torme would grudgingly embrace his "albatross" -- he had license plates that read LE FOG and EL PHOG -- and the truth is, as nicknames go, the Velvet Fog wasn't half bad: It captured the feel of Torme's startlingly pure vocal timbre, a resonant softness that seemed to envelop every room he ever sang in.

just found out that our company annual awards banquet a week from this Friday is at the Hotel del Coronado (San Diego) one of the Grand Dames of the hotel world...I can't wait!

All I can say is thank God the sales conference is in San Diego, and NOT HERE!

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I'm watching the Season 4 DVD's of Will & Grace.

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I'm drinking chocolate milk.

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My throat is still sore.

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oh no!

Hopes that mom and Baby feel better soon!

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