Biscuit City

And so, as the sun sinks slowly into the west, we bid a fond adieu to Biscuit City Beach until next year…”Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.” Oh, wait. Wrong program. Oops.

Biscuit City is back to normal (whatever “normal” is) on Monday! Hope to see you then!

The fun rolls on at Biscuit City Beach! If you’re in the area, join us for this evening’s Big Biscuit City Barbeque and Cookout right on the beach!  Nancy Whiskey is digging the fire pit and all the gourmet cooks on staff are whipping up their specialties! It’ll be food, fun, surf and Jimmy Buffett on the boom box! (There’s a rumor that Jimmy himself might come to entertain…so we’ll have shrimp and margaritas in his honor…just in case!)

That’s Nancy Whiskey to the far left, before she was dropped from the team for rough hitting. (Note: not a real team, and a stock photo of a beach volleyball team from somewhere.)

A couple of BC staffers (wearing Manassas Chorale shirts, for some reason) enjoying the sun and surf at the Biscuit City Resort and Day Spa. Come on down and join them!

Biscuit City is taking the week off! The staff has adjourned to the sunny Gulf Coast of Florida where they will enjoy sun and surf before returning to the Glass-Enclosed Brain Center of the Biscuit City Network located high atop the Biscuit Building located in beautiful Biscuit City, Virginia.

If you’re down Florida way this week, you’re welcome to join us for Happy Hour at the Extra Gravy Sports Bar from 4 PM to 6 PM in the Biscuit City Resort Complex where none other than Nancy Whiskey herself will be pouring the drinks (cash bar, please) because, as Nancy says, “It’s five o’clock somewhere!”

Your hostess, Molly Bolt, attired in a Hawaiian dress complete with an orchid in her hair, will greet you in her role as guest hostess at the Biscuit City Bar and Grill, located in the complex.

Yes, it’s a working vacation for Molly, but as this go-getter says, “Work is my vacation! And my vocation!” Ah, that Molly, always the wit!

We hope to see you this week at the Biscuit City Resort and Day Spa located in beautiful Biscuit City, Florida.

(The Biscuit City Resort and Day Spa are owned and operated by MB & HB Enterprises, Harrison Bergeron, President and CEO.)

Overcome with modesty, I’ve decided to run one of my poems (about spring) this week as the Biscuit City Poem of the Week.  Congratulations to me for being chosen. By me. Well, enough of that!

I also want to announce that Biscuit City will be taking next week off for Spring Break. The Biscuit City staff will be spending the time together at the Biscuit City Condo Complex just outside Biscuit City, Florida, located on the Gulf Coast. If you’re in the area, drop in and meet some of the folks who seem to exist only on paper, on the airwaves or in a world of fantasy. If they’re not golfing, you might have a chance to rub elbows with Biscuit City Chief of Staff Molly Bolt or her counterpart, Harrison Bergeron of MB & HB Enterprises, which is a proud sponsor of the “Extra Gravy” segment of the Biscuit City Network . Or join us for happy hour overlooking the beach and sunset every evening on the Grand Verandah.  Cash bar, please and formal attire required.

Biscuit City will return April 9 at its usual location. Until then, be safe, be well and call when you get there.

Now to the Poem of the Week:
 

I’ve been thinking lately that Manassas is quickly becoming a center for the arts. We’ve been headed down this path for some time now, with the old Community Concert Association hosting artists at the local high schools to the conversion of the Candy Factory in downtown to a Center for the Arts to the opening of the Hylton Performing Arts Center on the Prince William Campus of George Mason University. These are the big venues: there are also theater groups, choral groups, photography groups, art groups, dance troupes, book clubs of all sorts, and even a group for local writers, Write by the Rails, which I think should win a prize for the Best name for a Local Arts Group, not that I’m prejudiced (and a member of WbtR) or anything. (I have purposely not listed the arts groups by name so as not to leave anyone out. You know who you are. I would not want my front door decoupaged by the local crafts group just because I spelled their name wrong. Those craft groups will get you!)

 Anyhow, I was thinking about Manassas as a cultural Mecca this afternoon as I attended the Third Annual Recital to Celebrate the birthday of J. S. Bach. This event features local musicians and is quite the time. Here’s the cover of the program:

The pieces were carefully selected, well-performed and widely varied. We had various forms popular with Herr Bach on the organ and then flutes and trumpet added for depth and effect. A string quarter from the Fairfax Symphony played beautifully and combined choirs sang the Crucifixius  from the Mass in b minor.

A nice reception followed, staged by the good folks at Trinity. Stuart Schadt and his congregation are among others making the ecumenical journey possible for the community right now. The church hosts the Lenten services each Wednesday during Lent. Kudos to Stuart and all the musicians and everyone else  who helped make this happen. It was grand and glorious. And as Herr Bach wrote on every piece of music he composed, “Soli Deo Gratia.”

Me: Not reading makes me weird.

Unnamed Adult Daughter: And reading makes you weird as well. So.

Exeunt omnes.

Finis