Which Reminds Me

Yes, how well I remember delivering my oral book report in 10th grade English class on Gulliver's Travels, by Jonathan Swift, and explaining about the flying island that flits about overhead, paying no attention whatsoever to what is doing on down here below on the ground, only occasionally pausing to replenish food supplies that are pulled up by a rope or some such mechanism, thus to minimize having to have contact with the hoi polloi. Perhaps there is such an island overhead populated by Mayme and Ms. Cattywampus and her crew of catty Italian and Dakota bimbos. They all look the same to me, I cannot tell them apart.