Movie and Maine trivia combined -imagine that? - Kate Hepburn did a movie in Venice that I cannot recall the name of and am too lazy to google up. She played a single woman of mature yet still comely years who meets a Italian stud who is married, I think. Anyhoo, Kate, thanks to her acrobatic instructor Cary Grant, always did her own stunts. And in that movie she actually fell into one of Venice’s canals as the story line called for her character to do that. And guess what? Because of all the yuck in the contaminated waters, she contracted an eye infection that was resistant to modern drugs. So ever since she fell into that canal until Kate drew her final breath, one of her eyes weeped, occasionally but uncontrollably (recall that blink she would sometimes gives and now you know it wasn’t acting on her part just a disease) and the application of makeup was shot. Hence her ‘natural’ look was a medical necessity, not some feminist statement served up on toast points. Kate always maintained the only thing that ever stopped her eye from weeping was to have some of Spencer’s whiskey, straight up but would admit that it may not have actually stopped weeping but that the whiskey made her not care that it was.

Anyhoo, the good news here is flooding is very good for yucky water. It is actually cleans it very nicely. This is always the pleasant present left behind every cove or harbor in Maine after a hurricane blows through. I’ve heard the canals of Venice omit an unpleasant odor than to the yuck. I bet they won’t be as omitting as much now.

Oh, and Maxy, we have to talk. All the family man mumbo jumbo with Obama was just to cover up the fact he’s a cheapskate. He bought Mrs. Obama a ring for all she’s done to help him in the last two years. Last year alone the man earned a cool 4 mil on his book, this year shall be higher and his next autobiography will bring in only 3X moreat the very least. With all that earning power Obama only spent $30,000 on the ring. A measley 30 grand. If that weren’t bad enough he did not give her a matching necklace and earrings too. Doesn’t he understand Michelle’s in D.C. now? She’s no longer hanging out with the Weathermen or going to Rev. Wright’s church. She’ll be having dinner with Sally Quinn. She needs jewels…or else she’s toast, socially.

Wow. I’ve stood in that very space in that photograph, and to see it under water is a bit unnerving.

You lost me when I thought you said “Aqua Velva.”