‘disport.’ Mom taught it to me ... a couple years ago and I’ve never gotten to use it!”We dressed casual and re-aggregated in the W-house kitc...en by 4:30. Those of us experienced in the house began pulling out anything that might remotely be considered a pizza topping and handed them to the girls around the island that were doing the initial can-opening, jar-opening, and package-opening. Carol arrived a bit before 5.“Wow, what a great-looking cadre of kitchen staff. I see most of you are. It was almost 2:00AM and closing time. I slid off the stool and somehow managed to get to my car and back to the La Quinta. The next thing I knew the sun was up and burning me awake. I'd left the blinds open, and now I paid for that little faux pas by having to get out of bed and close them.The little bar and grill across the lot from the motel had the virtue of being open at 6:00AM. I took advantage of that little reality.I'd just gotten my dry toast and soft boileds when a woman slid into the. "The time came to burn that bridge behind me. Do you think I can stay with you until we work this thing out?" Pauline, why don't we stop this?" he said. "You go back to your job, right now, today, and we'll find an entertainment lawyer to represent us in the negotiations."She shook her head. "You would be violating the agreement we have just by consulting another lawyer. I'm in for the long haul, Jake. Nothing has changed except the time I'll have to devote to you guys." But..." No buts," she. I looked at the ceiling for a moment before answering."I don't really know. True, we do really care about each other, and she has her issues with dealing with men. But ... I think that we are like oil and water - we just do not mix. For some reason, Beth usually finds it very humorous."Then I heard some giggling by my side."Oh, no! Not you, too."There was only one way to deal with that kind of lack of respect! Soon she was begging for mercy. I guess my methods for punishment may need to be.