... after a word from the Catchup Advisory Board. (PIANO)
SS: These are the good years for Jim and me. The kids are in a federal teenager protection program out in Oregon someplace ---- they send us potholders and lanyards they've made ---- they seem to be doing well ---- and every day we sit and enjoy a quiet breakfast and nobody screams hateful things at us. It's nice. We cut down on yardwork by bringing in a truckload of large rocks to cover the front lawn and planting moss on them. We call it a Japanese garden and some of the older people in the neighborhood are upset, but hey----- whatever. And then this morning----I noticed the date on the calendar, and I said to Jim----- You know what day this is?
TR: (TWO BEATS) Saturday?
SS: Thirty years ago today. Think. The front seat of a '67 Mustang. We were parked at Lake Calhoun. We'd been to a movie.
TR: I never had a '67 Mustang.
SS: Whatever it was. An Impala-----
TR: Thirty years ago, I didn't have a car.
SS: Maybe you borrowed somebody's. We were sitting in the front seat and necking and listening to that song on the radio, you remember that song, our song, the Beach Boys, what was it----- "Good Vibrations" ----- you remember ----- She's giving me good vibrations, she's giving me excitations? Remember?
TR: I always hated the Beach Boys.
SS: Not that night you didn't.
TR: I hated them. Those falsetto voices! Are you kidding? They made me sick.
SS: Really?
TR: You must be thinking of somebody else.
SS: I thought it was you.
TR: I never had a Mustang. Had an old Volvo for awhile but it didn't have a radio.
SS: Are you sure?
TR: That must've been your old boyfriend, Larry.
SS: No, that was us. We went to a movie and then we parked looking over the lake and the stars were shining on the water and this was back when you had all your hair and I remember telling you how sexy I thought ----- well, you know, you're right, it was Larry, come to think of it. Isn't that funny. Of course it was Larry. Oh well. --- Sorry.
TR: It's all right, Barb. I used to be tormented by jealousy and then I found out I wasn't getting enough catchup. Catchup is full of natural mellowing agents that help to remove these petty resentments of old boyfriends ------ what do you say we have some right now? (PIANO)
RD (SINGS):
These are the good years.here in old St. PaulGK: Ketchup ... for the good times.
Lilacs are blooming...hear the songbirds call
Ketchup in the bottle----jar or aerosol.
RD: Catchup--..catchup--..catchup.