One Morning in Provence

I was lying in bed, lost in reverie, just watching the soft rays of the morning sun bath Ingrid Bergman in the golden glow of a new day (this was some time ago).  I leaned in to Ingrid’s ear and said, softly, “My Inge, are you awake?”

“Yes,” whispered Ingrid Bergman, “I was thinking about a beautiful dream I had about you, my Foz.”

I said, “I want to hear everything about it, my love, but first I have to ask you something.”

“What it, my treasure?” said Ingrid Bergman (my girlfriend, if you haven’t figured it out yet). 

“I have been thinking, pet” I murmured while laying my hand upon her side as her waist rose and fell with each breath (life is so fleeting).  “I have been thinking:  Foz the Hook has never appeared on The Ugly and Delicious Comedy Hour, with Muriel Montgomery and Nick Casalini, on Sunday nights at the Green Door Tavern.  I was going to save this for a special occasion, but they have invited us to perform on the bill on Sunday night, December 9 at 7:00 PM.  Drinks at 6:30.”

“No!” exclaimed my lover, Ingrid Bergman, as she sat bolt upright in our teak four-poster bed with the lace cover.  “No!  I never dreamed of such a thing.  Can it be?”

“Yes it can!” I said, drawing my lover who was totally Ingrid Bergman from Notorious and For Whom the Bell Tolls, but was still breathtaking in Casablanca, and even pretty hot as Joan of Arc (1948) into my arms.  “Yes, it can be, if only we make it so!”  Then I pressed my lips to hers, and with a soft sigh she fell back upon the bed as we curled into our lovers' embrace.  Me and Ingrid Bergman, I mean.

And that was how you found out that Foz the Hook is appearing on The Ugly and Delicious Comedy Hour on Sunday, December 9.  Drinks at 6:30.  Laughs at 7:00.  Then more drinks.

And ladies, if you have been dreaming about waking up in Foz’s arms some Monday morning, he is still pretty broken up over the 1982 death of his girlfriend, Ingrid Bergman.  He’s vulnerable!