When I first read the title of this thread, I thought it was a tie-in to the cross dressing UGA professor in the lounge.
You know, I really must mosey on down to Bellevue sometime this summer.
I've been to Bellevue before, many times the last, oh, few decades, but never paid attention to it; usually one's in Bellevue because one's headed to Omaha.
I've given it some thoughts; franksolich and the big guy sitting on the front porch of the big guy's house, sipping lemonade while watching children play in the streets, and talking about the good times of
www.electstevedawes.com.
I'm sure the big guy's over it--we Nebraskans don't harbor bad feelings--and sees it what it really was, a splendid joke, a rollicking joke, and now looks back at the episode with jovial good humor and guffaws.
And while we're doing that, Marta'll probably be in the kitchen, making an apple pie, and a cherry pie, for franksolich to take home with him.
franksolich has that effect on women like Marta.