Après moi, le déluge

That's what Louis XV said shortly before he passed away. He said it because he realized the financial stability of the kingdom was doomed and we all know what happened to his heir, Louis XVI, and his lovely bride, Marie Antoinette. Hopefully, Bush's successor won't meet as unpleasant a fate.



But here at the Outermost Point, that all seems like another world to me and the biped. Sunday, the biped got to see a couple shows as part of the Tennessee Williams' festival: Love Scenes from Eccentricities of a Nightingale--in which his friend from NYC, Todd Gearheart of Law and Order and Loew's fame, had a starring role--and Olympia Dukakis' conversation with Williams' expert David Kaplan. The biped said they were both spectacular.



As if that wasn't enough, the biped went on a shopping spree Sunday. What do I get to do while he's running around the stores? Wait in the car!



He waits until all the rain has passed, of course, before buying me a new raincoat.




I wasn't crazy about either of them, but he bought me the red one. He likes the hoods and he said the yellow washed me out. Whatever.

I've been somewhat piqued by his erratic behavior lately, so I've been calling him names like Long-Legged Mack Daddy and the like. He acts like he doesn't even hear me though. He's on Cloud 9 because his buyers got their financing--miracle of miracles. So we move on October 10th. I sure won't miss the stairs in this old place, I can tell you that much!