Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Born into the wrong Era



Sometimes I think I was born into the wrong era. I would have done well as a fedora wearing big shot. You know drinking a Main Brace at cocktail hour. Going to see a dame belt out a big number at the club while trying to pry information from a wily informant.






I would have been perfectly in place here in the old days. At least the olden days depicted on the movies of the era.




Of course the problem here is that the reality depicted in the movies isn't always the reality (we all remember the train debacle). But the reality in the movies was cool.