trail blazer

so tonite on u tube
waiting 4 itunes DL
bravo's funny ladies
i decide to search
joan rivers

an icon
brilliant
she
always
a hero
2 me

so by chance
i go 4 it
joanrivers.com
a hit
qvc
i'm sure
not her

joan always seemed
to distant
to far
to it
2 reach

it's her
a blog
all her
seriously
happy holidays
2 me

joanrivers.com
a legend
i'm grateful
for u

from joan's blog:
A friend of mine who is a typical New York matron, bumped into an old friend of her deceased mother’s on Madison Avenue. She invited the lady, who is 83, to tea. As they sat sipping their tea and eating their scones they began to talk about her late mother. My friend’s mother had been an artist, a philanthropist and a good church lady who lived a quiet family life. “Tell me something about my mother,” my friend asked the old dowager sitting opposite her. “Oh, your mother,” the woman said, smiled softly, “She was a slut. She was totally promiscuous and none of us trusted her. She was a man eater all her life. When she died I said that God wouldn’t trust her alone with St. Peter.”

My friend rushed home to call me. She was terribly upset, “I can’t believe it! I can’t believe it! My mother slept with everyone!”

After I hung up I tried to figure out how I felt about this. Frankly, I think it’s wonderful. Good that her mother had a life. Good that her mother had fun. Life goes very fast and we will all be pushing daisies much too soon.

How do you feel? Would it upset you if you found out that your mother had been a slut?