The Year was 1978

It's Funky Friday and you know what that means.
It's time for me to divulge a little more of myself to you.
Can you stand it?

The following article was published in the local paper in September of 1978 of the small town where I once lived. This was actually news worthy back then. Could you imagine? Of course so were (still are) the obituaries and the local criminals. A regular National Enquirer. It reeked of scandal. Meet small town
U.S. A.

Ten senior girls shown below will be on pins and needles *snort* life altering event until Monday's student body election and results are over and they know whether they will be the 1978 Homecoming Queen or one of her two attendants. Insert: loyal subjects.....

Oh my g-d. It was worse than any sleazy politician running for office. The lovelies would "corner" their prey in the lunch room where they had no where to run or hide. Vultures. They were on a mission. I've never seen anything quite like it in all my life. But, hey I had only been at this small country school for 6 weeks. (Yes, my parent's moved me in my Senior year-I was a bad girl). But there was a lot at stake here. I know you're thinking college scholarship or *gasp* money--we all like money. But, no, these girls had campaigned their entire school career for this fleeting moment. This was about who was more popular and of course the "coveted" crown. Sort of like here in "blogland". It's all the same. We're just older now. lol.

Ok, who can guess which 3 it was? Stay tuned next week when the ballots (no hangin' chads either) are in and the lucky three are given the "lucky" rose. Their lives will never be the same. Bwahahaha... What will become of them?

Yester Year -- The 90's!

Let the heckling begin. This is a step back in time. The year was 1992. Ah, a good year-indeed.

I've done a lot of things and yes, sadly I've even been auctioned off like a slab of fresh meat! True. All for a good cause. Of course.

What's even more amusing I was one of the highest bids! He must have really wanted me. In my hay day

I was a pretty "hot"commodity. Stand in line and take a number. I can't believe it that I actually got a thrill (insert poking eye out now) and enjoyed the glitz and glamour of a formal black tie event and all the blah, blah, blah that went along with it! The endless primping to have every hair in place. I actually reveled in it. Not anything I would consider today. Come to think about it I'd rather have a root canal. Too Schmancy for my "juicy wearing bum". I had been asked to donate my body for a fund raiser --Bid for Chicklette's. I was recently divorced. The ink had had barely dried on the paper . This is me with my sky high aqua net hair extensions (yes, yes I spent hours at the beauty shop to get that look and obscene $$) with my date for the evening(no he was not an escort-yes we were just friend's!)---"hot" divorced neighbor and no I don't know if he's still single. I imagine he was removed from the party circuit rather quickly and taken straight to bed. Anyway that's me dancing (with a drink in my hand?) with the oh-so famous no names mentioned--still single last I heard never been married get your hooks into bachelor of the year who bought my treasure chest!

What did he buy besides moi? My envy of all consisted of:

Complimentary free air fare (compliments of CAL) to the Dominican Republic. Another playground favorite but preferably while there is no coup attacks.

Complimentary one week stay at friends home in Dominican Republic with housekeeper and cook to boot. Neighbor's to Oscar De la Renta. ooh-la-la.

Complimentary one week stay at friends home in St Thomas perks of working the gold class line for CAL. Customer's were always throwing themselves at me.

Case of Kendal Jackson. Loved my wine back then too-hooked up with wine distributor.

20-Complimentary restaurant gift certificates to the cities top dining facilities. Dined in all of them.

Complimentary hotel accommodations anywhere in the USA--compliments of ex-husbands employer. ha ha. I was shameless. I was not going to be outdone by local radio persoanlity-. I was highly competitive. Still am.

Complimentary Zoo passes friends with the infamous zoo director-T.V. personality for a year.

Complimentary gift certificates to the top hair salon in the city. Obviously I wasn't a customer with the "Marge Simpson wig I was sporting"!

Complimentary movie passes for a year.

Gift certificates to many of the top boutiques in the area.

And many many more..... I was "well connected". Bwahahaha..... I was somebody. *snicker* no, now I'm gasping with laughter! This is so not who I am today.

Total purchase price $4,500!