A night of mayhem insued. The Countess--always ahead, one step--got photographed with Fernane-D-Kute early on.

Geraldine was only doing Country/Western, and I tolerated it for the audience it was geared to. She is a true entertainer, and knows what the crowd wants. I, for example, have no use for anything "country" or "western". I have been known to adore a little Tammy Wyenette, though.

And, on top of the Super Bowl and on top of Volleypalloza, the new destroyer, the USS Gridley is about to be commissioned and all the sailors were transported by jitney to South Beach.

The famous and aorable Fisher Twins were here, too, with Geraldine and Ana.

The Countess Bedelia is--as we all know--shameless in her pursuits of happiness. We have decided that there is nothing humanly possible that can be done about this. You have a village, and she will raid it; you have six sailors, and she will launch a ship for them. There are better pictures coming, but The Countess broke the sound barrier tonight with her sharp wit and tounge, her agile movements.

In the end, FerdanDKute demonstated to everyone that the biggest bitch has the biggest cock (even if it's just on The Head.)