Dear Diary,
Camp Wheeler, Georgia, played host to Bob tonight. Tony Romano, Bob’s guitarist who went with him to Alaska, and was here with him last month is now leading the band in Skinnay Ennis’s place. As I had expected, Colonna took over the spot usually devoted to Skinnay’s song, and Bob didn’t sing a note, except for this them song in the usual spot. The Thin Man leaves a bigger vacancy in the program that I had expected.
Once Vera Vague came rushing in almost bursting with news. “Do you remember that soldier who kissed me last night?” she asked. “Well, guess what he did today.” Bob: “What? regain consciousness?” Vera replied, “Yes. Now why don’t you?” Oh yes, they’re just one big happy family — you’ve heard of the cat family, haven’t you? “
Dear Diary,
Bob entertained the Waves at Millegeville, Georgia, tonight, and I mean he really entertained. I haven’t heard him bette in months. He started with “Each of these Waves, whether her name be Mary or Patsy, is buying War Bonds to blow up another dam, Nazi.” Only he wasn’t too particular whether or not anyone noticed that comma. The whole show was devoted to the sale of War Bonds, with no commercials. They pulled one gag about me. At least I’d love to think Bob had me in mind at the time. It was supposed to be a War Bond auction; and Bob said, “I’ll give a little kiss to anyone who buys a $25. War Bond, for $50 I’ll give them a big kiss, and for $100 I’ll make it a real big kiss.” Wen said, “Here’s someone who’ll pay $10,000.” (Smack). Bob: “Well, how was that?” Colonna: “Okay, but give me back my mustache.”
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