Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my heavenly bodies! How are you? Oh my, it sure gets dark early now. Ladies, keep an extra sharp eye out for purse snatchers and muggers. Keep one hand on your cell phone and the other on your .38. It’s always smart to be careful.

Isn’t this weather something – again? Is this Indian Summer, or did we already have that? Or are we allowed more than one? By the way, I hope no one is offended by my use of the term “Indian Summer.” I usually refer to our Native Americans as Native Americans. (By default, that makes the rest of us Immigrant Americans.) Native American Summer just doesn’t sound right, though. In any case, thank you again, Mother Nature, for the fine weather.

Oh dear, last week I was all fumbles and talked about our preeminent and radiant Green Bay Packers being on a bye this past weekend. I thought they were going to face the Dallas Cowboys this coming weekend. I had no idea that they were playing until Grandma Zoltar called me Sunday afternoon and said she heard on the television that they were playing that night. I am so sorry for posting the wrong information. Thankfully, because of Grandma, I watched the game and saw our Packers’ glorious romp over the downtrodden Cowboys. Hurrah! Hurrah! Long live the Packers!

After the elections last week, everyone seems to be walking around in a “now what?” daze. Will anything really change? If so, what and how? The uncertainty is like an itch we cannot scratch… And are you ready for the holidays coming up? It’s only two more weeks to Thanksgiving. There are always plans to be coordinated amongst family and friends concerning where and when they will be celebrating. I don’t know if I’m ever really ready for Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years, but they approach nonetheless. Sometimes I think it’s better if I don’t give too much thought to the season and just take it one day at a time. That way, I don’t get too worked up and I can enjoy some of the holiday cheer. But if Thanksgiving, or any of the other holidays, is celebrated at your house, then you already know what a production it can be. Try some of Madame Zoltar’s Chronic Nerve Tonic® to get you through the onslaught.

I so enjoyed the St. Luke’s Bottle Band’s performance of “Peacherine Rag” that Mr. OrbsCorbs posted earlier. (http://www.jtirregulars.com/2010/11/peacherine-rag.html) In fact, I enjoyed it so much that I searched YouTube for more videos of them. Sure enough, there are a few out there. In anticipation and honor of the upcoming holidays, here is their rendition of “Auld Lang Syne/1812 Overture” from the Late Show three years ago:



Thank you so much for reading my blog this week. I love you all, my dear dears. It warms my heart to “commune” with my friends. Irregulars, regulars, and trans-regulars unite! Together we stand as a force of goodwill. Together we transcend negativity and launch a loving wave of Irregularity over the planet. Oh my, did I say that?

Launch your doubts and cast your aspersions towards: madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com.

Love, kisses, and candy to you all. May every step you take go forward, no matter which direction you choose. Stay warm – hot, even, if that’s your style. Hexarchy!