Thanks For The Laughs, Gang
Miss Mussel is in the final throes of manuscript finishing up and it seems the book is not going down without a fight. Some sort of black hole or parallel universe has been entered in which adding 5000 words makes the text need 5000 more. Should Miss Mussel attempt deke out this cosmic underworld by erasing words in order to complete the project? It seems risky.
The to do involving Eliot Spitzer, a call girl and a Classical CD has been keeping the tension down around here. Miss Mussel always knew those people populating her feed reader were of the sharp-witted variety but she must say, you have collectively and individually distinguished yourselves on this occasion.
By far the biggest guffaw came courtesy of Marc Geelhoed
“So, Eliot Spitzer (or Client 9, at least) thought he had it worked out with his escort service when he said that the prostitutes “won’t roll on [him],” thinking they understood slang for turning someone in, right? Problem is, they took him literally, and just laid there. (Rim-shot)”
But, ladies and gents, the laughs don’t stop there.
Shortly before his pre-Valentine Day’s Washington, DC, hotel tryst with the call girl now publicly known as “Kristen,” Spitzer asked his aides in the Mayflower Hotel if they had a classical-music CD he could bring to his room, a witness said….
“At the time, he claimed it was to help him focus and concentrate,” the source said of Spitzer. “He said he was going to work late into the night.”
Now, there’s rampant speculation as to what the music was for this little…erm….tete a tete.
Matthew Guerrieri: Götterdämmerung? The Turn of the Screw? Lulu? The Emperor Waltz? Enquiring minds, &c.!
Alex Ross nominates Tristan und Isolde as well.
Never one to shy away from making herself look like a complete idiot, Miss Mussel would like to ask the intertubes why all this Wagner?
