Batman, Batman...

If, Michael Jackson, had been photographed
sleeping with one of his wards, he'd still be
alive and in prison today.

It has often been said that a single picture is worth a thousand words. If that is true then what are we to make of the illustration above? We are presented with a disturbing look into the private life of one, Bruce Wayne, and his young ward, Dick Grayson, waking up in the morning after having shared the same bed all night long. Is this normal behavior between a single adult male and his adolescent ward? As far as I'm aware, one of the basic requirements for foster care is that wards be provided with their own bedroom. Is, Bruce Wayne, exempt from such legal statutes simply because he's wealthy? Why is young, Dick, wearing pink pajamas? What were the two of them up to all night long that now requires a cold shower and a big breakfast? And what about the room decor, pink lamps on the nightstand and purple comforters upon the master bed? Could any room be gayer? In my mind, this one picture raises serious questions as to the care being provided to the underage, Dick Grayson, by the older and still to this very day unmarried, Bruce Wayne.

“Is there any more of that lotion left, Dick?”

Once again we are presented with a disturbing glimpse into the night time activities of, Bruce Wayne, and his young ward, Dick Grayson. An older man and a young boy sharing an evening of nudity and sunbathing. Again one is forced to ask, is this normal behavior between a foster care provider and the ward entrusted to his care? I think not. The more we look into the private life shared between, Bruce Wayne, and his adolescent young friend, Dick Grayson, the more we are presented with images such as the one above that lead to serious questions about both the moral character of, Bruce, and his abilities to provide proper care for the young boys so often entrusted to his care.

"I don't know how to love him... "

It is often the case that an individual finds himself conflicted between the inner sexual feelings he feels and the need to conform to the sexual roles expected by the society of which he is a part. When in the public eye, Bruce Wayne, dons a mask and a cape to protect his true identity. What about the message this sends young, Dick? How is the young adolescent boy ever to grow comfortable with his own sexual identity if, Bruce Wayne feels so uncomfortable and conflicted by his own?

Exactly the question I'd like to have an answer for...

Hanging out with the other super guys worried about who they may have touched and who is the individual, Batman, is most worried about? That's right, once again it is his young ward, Dick Grayson. Just exactly what, touching, is Batman concerned about? Did it occur while they were sharing a bed at the mansion? Could it possibly be the touching shared during the late night “sunbathing” party for two hosted by the sexually insatiable, Bruce Wayne? Just how rough did things get between the two of them that, Bruce Wayne, was forced to hide his true identity when picking the young boy up at the hospital? The poor young lad had to be carried to the Batmobile for god's sake! Am I the only person asking questions about the relationship between, Bruce Wayne, and the young, Dick Grayson? Must the young man die before someone does something? I hope not...

The End?

Party, party, party...

Phil and Elaine Cheesebrough, my best friends ever.

Up until this past, Saturday, night I'd never even heard of an, Eagles Club, let alone ever attended one of their social functions. All that changed when my wonderful friends, Phil and Elaine Cheesebrough, invited me to be their guest at the annual, Mardi Gras Party, held at the, Springboro, Ohio, Eagles Club, each year. From what I gathered from dinner conversation this little soiree has been an ongoing event for over ten years now and according to everyone I overheard talking about it it just keeps getting better every year. The ten dollar ticket price includes an all you can eat buffet, complimentary Mardis Gras beads, an open bar, great music performed by, Mark Laurens & Zydeco Fire and a guaranteed evening of dining, dancing and just plain ole' good clean Cajun fun.

Cheryl and Dennis Caskey.

As anyone who's ever attended any manner of social function knows, table company can make or break an evening. The "social gods" must have been smiling on me, Saturday night, because I had the pleasure of sitting at a table with some of the best natured folk I've shared an evening with in a long time. Dennis and his wife, Cheryl, are simply charming people who know how to have a good time. They livened up the table from the moment they sat down with us and I couldn't have asked for better company to spend spend an evening with. They had it all; everything from funny stories, anecdotes and a digital camera full of pictures of their dogs, friends and family. Looking through the collection of pictures on their digital camera was really cool. They danced and sang with the band and, by golly, they really added to the overall perfection of the evening. If you're ever looking for a good time, sit down at whatever table, Dennis and Cheryl are sitting at and you won't be disappointed.

Katy Laurens, Mark Laurens wife.

In my travels I've met any number of those, "girls that run with the band." They are generally among the most shallow of people I've ever met and incapable of carrying on conversations beyond the acquisition of drugs, alcohol and how long they've been sleeping with any particular member of the band. As a rule they bore me to tears and I avoid them at all costs. Katy is the antithesis of everything those girls represent to me. She is articulate, cultured and educated. On the couple of occasions I've now had the opportunity to talk with her I've found her to be one of the most engaging people I've ever had the pleasure to interact with. I'm glad she sat at our table and shared the evening with us. She listens and genuinely takes an interest in what you have to say and her comments are insightful, positive and encouraging. Mark, you're one lucky guy to have such a genteel and refined lady in your life.

Mark, Cheryl, Phil and Seth laying it down.

Okay, I'm not really familiar with, Zydeco Music. If it weren't for, Phil and Elaine, I probably wouldn't even know the genre existed. Saturday night, woke me up to what this music is all about and after watching, Mark Laurens & Zydeco Fire, perform at the, Eagles Club, I'm a believer. Let me tell you, folks, I don't care what genre of music any particular group of musicians is playing at any given moment, good music is always good music and this group of guys were laying down some really solid tunes. They were a pleasure to listen to and my ears were plum tickled by the variety of music they put forth over the course of the evening's festivities.

Mark Laurens, Dennis Caskey and "Cowboy" Joe Donley

Did I tell you that , Dennis and Cheryl were fun people or what? Now, maybe I got the wrong impression it being my first Mardi Gras party at the, Eagles Club and all, but Zydeco Music seems to encourage group participation. Watching, Mark Laurens & Zydeco Fire perform I just got the feeling that they weren't just performing for the crowd, they were performing with the crowd. Mark was jumping up and down on tables, I think, Seth, spent more time on the dance floor with his rub board than he did on stage with it and at one time or another during the course of the evening I think every single individual in attendance wound up on stage singing, dancing or playing one instrument or another. It was amazing. It was a house party and, Mark Laurens & Zydeco Fire just kept things rolling the entire night.

And a plate of goodies to take home...

This piece wouldn't be complete without mentioning the amazing food the chef prepared for the party. There was a little something for everyone's taste and it would have been impossible to leave this event hungry. They served up everything from a variety of Cornbread, Red beans and rice, Jambalaya, Dirty Rice, a boil including Crawfish, potatos, sausage and corn on the cob, chicken and noodles and so many other culinary delights that I can't even remember them all. They served these, "Poppers" that were to die for and I must have nibbled on them the entire evening. (I'll sign up for club membership if it includes the recipe for those tasty little devils.)

All in all it was an enjoyable evening from start to finish. I met some wonderful new people, ate some truly well prepared food and enjoyed the the music of a remarkably talented group of musicians. Mark Laurens & Zydeco Fire put on a real show and I'd go see them perform anywhere at any time. You want guitar? They've got it. You want killer bass? Dude, they've got it. Drum solos? Their drummer will lay it down and leave you begging for more. Now I must confess in all honesty that I never knew much about "rub boards" before, Saturday night, but I watched a man bring one to life and add a flavor to music I would have never imagined possible if I hadn't witnessed it myself. Truly, these guys rocked the house and the music they brought to this Mardis Gras party would have been worth paying double or triple what the tickets for this shindig cost. If these guys are coming anywhere near your town, go and check them them out. Again, you won't be disappointed.

Phil and Elaine, thank you for what turned out to be one of the most enjoyable evenings I've experienced in quite some time. Now that I'm single again, I hope we'll be sharing many more nights like this one. And, Eagle Club members, you folks sure do know how to party!