Dear Diary,

Well, I did what I said I’d do. I listened to Bob Hope twice as hard this morning to make up for missing his short wave broadcast last Saturday. I do believe his show is funnier the second time that it is the first. I seems to improve with age. (Unlike other shows I could name, but won’t.) Bob discovered that in Washington there are ten girls to every male. He said, “To a soldier, that’s too many girls; it’s just enough for a sailor; but for a marine, it’s rationing!” When Bob asked Vera Vague if Bing Crosby was anxious for him to get back, Vera said, “No, I talked to Crosby, and he said you could just send it to him on payday.”

Dear Diary,

I saw in the paper today that beginning next Tuesday Vera Vague will become a permanent member of the Bob Hope show. I kinda like her, but I don’t think the show can take another member. There are so many on it now that they hardly have time to finish the program every week.

Next week Bob will broadcast from the Great Lakes Training Station, and the week after that he will broadcast from Ellington Field, in Houston. (He would just miss Dallas for his program.) He will be in Dallas a week from tomorrow and in Houston the nest day for his show. He will also be in Houston Wednesday for the army-navy relief show. Why couldn’t he have picked Dallas for his two-day stop instead of Houston?

Dear Diary,

Bob Hope was so good tonight that I could never begin to say just how good, but I will try. Vera Vague was his guest, and he was broadcasting from the naval replacement center at San Pedro. Bob and Vera were talking about men (which lets Bob out) and Vera said, “I’d just love to get married and settle down in a cozy little home.” Bob said, “Why, Miss Vague, I’m touched. I’m deeply touched,” She said, “Oh, Mr. Hope, would you liek to be that man?” Bob replied, “I said I was touched, not tetched!” Naturally Bob said something about “My Favorite Blond.”┬áThen he added quickly, “And I must remember to send Fred Allen his ninety-nine cents.” Colonna called Bob on the phone tonight to say, “I’ve just eloped with a showgirl and she’s turning in her uniform.” (A loud bang and some kissing) “A bubble dancer!” Everyone laughed so much after the bang that Bob said, “That last wasn’t needed.”