DON'T TRUST PEOPLE WHO WEAR...

PURPLE...

UNLESS IT'S BEING WORN BY THAT WONDERFULLY ENTERTAINING, HIP-SWINGING, SEXY, BLACK ANDROGYNOUS, FLAWLESS-SKIN-ENTERTAINER,"LITTLE RICHARD" WHO BELTS OUT, "GOOD GOLLY MISS MOLLY" LIKE NO ONE ELSE CAN, AND THAT PROBABLY MICK JAGGER WISHES THAT HE WERE...

I HAD PASSED HE AND ALFRED HITCHCOCK, ONLY MOMENTS APART, AS I RUSHED THROUGH LAX TO SCREEN TEST FOR SHAFT...

AND WOUND UP IN FRONT OF AN LAX INFORMATION GIVER, REQUIRING DIRECTIONS FOR A TAXI, TURNING, ONLY TO SEE A SMILING MERCEDES MCCAMBRIDGE, WHO I BELIEVE THAT THE GERMAN CAR MAKER HAD NAMED AFTER HER. I COMPLIMENTED HER ON HER VOICE, AND SHE SMILED THANKING ME IN A MOST GENUINE MANNER.

AND NOW KNOWING WHAT I DIDN'T KNOW AT THE TIME, I BELIEVE THE ENTIRE TRIP FROM THE TIME I TOOK OFF FROM NEW YORK'S JFK AIRPORT SITTING NEXT TO THE ACTOR WHO HAD SUGGESTED TO DUSTIN HOFFMAN'S CHARACTER, "PLASTICS MY BOY, PLASTICS" IN THE FILM, "THE GRADUATE" TO WHEN I LANDED AT LAX AIRPORT, THAT THE WHOLE DARN SCENARIO HAD BEEN PLANNED FROM BEGINNING TO END, AND I HAD ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH IT...A PASSENGER ON JUST ONE OF LIFE'S MANY MYSTERIOUS JOURNEYS...

OR, WHAT THE ORIGINAL BEATLES MIGHT OFFER, "A MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR".

WHICH ONE SHOULD ACCEPT WITHOUT QUESTION, VERY DIFFICULT WITH MY PERSONALITY, I KNOW.

(C)COPYRIGHTED BY GWEN MITCHELL ON SATURDAY, JANUARY 7, 2017, AT 5:16 PM AT THE WEST HOLLYWOOD PUBLIC LIBRARY, WEST HOLLYWOOD, CA 90069.