I stopped by their unit the other morning to apologize for the noise I'd made the previous evening by raising my voice in the yard but apparently they hadn't heard the commotion. The lady-who-hates-me got my goat again and I was feeling a bit embarrassed about it. I felt much better after Dolores mentioned the time Willy chased the lady-who-hates-me across the yard with a shovel. "I shouldn't a done it", he allowed. We all agreed their are certain qualities about the window-peeker and park curmudgeon that could be considered certifiably evil in certain locals. This lady-who-hates-me is better known at Dolores's place as Mrs. Kravitz, in homage to the busybody neighbor on the old Bewitched show, who just may have been the one to do in the first Darren. And not to go spreading rumors about anyone but she is one raging, drunken, nutcase. Just to give you fair warning.
It's been called the "Greatest Song ever written". I don't know about that but Scott Blaney and I sure loved singing all the parts over and over again in the rear of some poor guy's math class back in the seventh grade. We sounded pretty good too.
Supposedly, Bohemian Rhapsody is about a young man who killed someone and, for some reason, sold his soul to the devil. On the night before his execution he calls for Allah, "Bismillah", and gets it back from Shaitan.