New Years Eve party of the past

I am still having fun fooling around with photos. This first one I had to post because it was a karaoke New Years Eve Party at the Westward Ho. Pierre had paid $500 of the Tenant's Org. money for it, and then he fell into such mourning over his divorce he sent word he would not come (too drunk). So I tried to find a good substitute in my ex husband, Dean. He did come and sing a song or two and he was quite a hit with the ladies. But once Pierre found out about this interloper singer, he reacted with some jealousy. (This is how I found out he liked me) He continued to insist for years that I was not telling the whole truth about this night. I finally got so disgusted with his baseless accusations that I refused to discuss the subject anymore after two or three years. My idea was not to waste an expensive karaoke night. The show must go on!
The photo below is of me in my Christmas outfit ($3.50) complete with a necklace I found among my things that looks nice with it. I love this deep maroon. Doc and I sang karaoke all day Sunday practically, and we are planning some more karaoke days until our enthusiasm wears out. I will take his singing while I can get it!

Doc and I are enjoying making videos, laughing it up, and getting ready for Xmas

We made a series of 8 yesterday on the superiority complexes of the rich, even slightly rich, according to my experience (Doc has the disease even though he is now poor, it is hard to get rid of it) I was dressed in kittens and Doc was dressed in yellow flowers on black with a goofy hat that somehow matches. The first one is uploading now. I don't know as I will put all 8 on Youtube but enough for you to get the idea. It continues on where the video about the capitalists looting the democracy to get rich left off.
I don't know if you are keeping up with my son Raymond's blog but he has actually found a theater space down in L.A. and is now interviewing directors for his second play, "Blue Baby." I called my son Dan to see if he wanted to plan a quick trip to L.A. to see the first one "Bohemian Cowboy." I have found that I am incapable of planning a trip alone over there. My grandson Dante has stayed over there many times with an aunt, so he will undouabtedly go with us, too, to see his Uncle Raymond perform and get excited about acting. http://cowboysandbohemians.blogspot.com. See theater history in the making. There is nothing more exciting than going to a new play. If you are reading, Pam, I may get to L.A. after all, with my son Dan. And we can meet there if possible!