Writers In Residence
From The Penthouse Suite - " The Sports Dick "
The Sports Dick here writing on my life's stories from -
the Pearl Motel's Penthouse Suite. Dick is "the" authority on "stuff" !
From Room 11B - " Jenny Hart "
Hi. I'm Jenny Hart writing about guests and activities from -
the Pearl Motel's Room 11B. Read what I have to say!
"The Appeal of Mrs. Peel"
The other night I was watching re-runs of The Big Bang Theory after a long night spent sippin’ whiskey and diggin’ the house band at the bar of the Sapphire Grill here at the Pearl Motel.
I was only half paying attention to the TV. The rest of the time I was thinking about that long-limbed beauty I saw down at the Grill - Man, she had it going on – and how I was just about to make my move (after staring at her for about 4 hours), when she grabbed her coat, slid out the door and disappeared into the night like she was never there.
So where was I? Right… Big Bang. Yeah, so Sheldon was running through all the various Catwomen and rating them according to their… umm… cat-like qualities. I can’t remember why, or the order he finally came up with – hey, I’d been getting intimate with a bottle of scotch all night and my attention to detail wasn’t what it usually is – but here’s my list: Julie Newmar, Halle Berry, Michelle Pfeiffer, Eartha Kitt and, finally, Lee Merriwether. Lee’s only last because she seemed a little too wholesome for the role.
The point is that one thing led to another and I got to thinking that all those Catwomen were perfectly fine feline fatales, but none of them could hold a torch to Mrs. Emma Peel. Oh yeah… the lovely Mrs. Peel of the Avengers.
With the interweb and YouTube and retro TV and all that, you don’t need to be of a certain vintage to dig the appeal of Mrs. Peel. Played by the incomparable Diana Rigg, there’s no doubt in this dick’s mind that Emma Peel was the sexiest spy who ever slinked across the airwaves. A sultry brunette with dark eyes that burned through you like some kind of hypnotic ray, Emma Peel was playful, sexy and could kill you dead without so much as breaking a sweat. But the best thing about her? She rocked a catsuit like nobody’s business – including all those Catwomen (Don’t get me wrong. They were all great, but this is about degrees of catsuit awesomeness).
Hey, don’t take my word for it. Check out this video and then get back to me. In the meantime, I’ll just be hanging out here at the Pearl. Maybe Mrs. Peel will stop in for a martini and…
"Find The Nugget"
Hey Y'all. Have you checked out the rest of the Pearl Motel's website yet? What? Why Not? OK now there's all sorts of funky stuff going on and more to come.
They got a menu to die for. And don't forget to use the order button. I mean, you won't find their activities anywhere else. Great amenities and even a store in case you forgot something on your travels. Why they've even provided top notch television and radio in each room. And the best of all - look for the secret nugget hidden throughout the website.
I hear the house band is smokin! and the staff is friendly too. So, go on, get going and enjoy the Pearl Motel experience!
From Room 808 - " E. Lastic "
It's "E.Lastic" here writing what's serendipitous from -
the Pearl Motel's Room 808. No, Read what "I" have to say!
"Seriously? Who is Paul McCartney?"
It certainly is a sign of the times when, at the recent Grammy Awards night, during Sir Paul McCartney's end of show performance, the Twitter universe was abuzz asking "Who is Paul McCartney?" To the point that this question became a trending topic on Twitter is astounding to say the least.
I mean, really? I mean, REALLY! Trending topic? That's as bad as kids who don't know what a record or cassette is. And technology has or is turning the younger generation into fast, information hungry what-cha-ma-call-its. Need the info, now, fast before it's...gone. Is this good or bad?
Well, good or bad it's the new reality. And I suppose for Paul McCartney, it generates a buzz for conversation and publicity. The new economy is now this; what is constant is "change" and it is "instant". And if you don't keep up with it, your not in it or with it...or so I'm told. Things were simpler in my youth.
Trying to keep up can be a full time job. Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, Linkedin, Google+, blah blah blah! I'm drowning in social media. Now, wouldn't it be nice if someone just wrote me a handwritten letter and mailed it to me through the good old postal system?
Well, I best be updating my Facebook and Twitter status to say that I've just updated my Facebook and Twitter status...but don't ever ask me Who Paul McCartney is! I have to draw the line somewhere.