Sketchy? Oh, Al Dente, you are the master of understatement. The thread screams delusion. Makes me wonder how people define friendships. And makes me realize how tenuous some's grasp on reality can be.
Some of them are a bit odd - "surreal"? Hmmm...that doesn't sound like a balanced, normal friendship to me if you find being with that person "surreal."
Have I ever shown you my Shattered Dreams box? It's in my Disappointment Closet. - Marge Simpson
its not the being friends thing that is surreal... its the stepping back and thinking about it moments that make it seem surreal? Now, I'm talking that I was a fan of someone for like 7 years before we ever even met. So of course it was surreal.
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Mimi--if you're friends with Hedwig, please note--He's NOT real. He's just an amalgam of many personalities JCM & Stephen Trask have met over the years.
Ha! I know that. I know I'm not referring to Hedwig. I was actually referring to John.
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Funny story - About 5 years ago I was working with Mary Tyler Moore at a soup kitchen in Austin, TX when she got these bad burns on her hands because she forgot to use a ladel when scooping the soup out of the pot. Nobody else really seemed to care, but I was a fan of hers so I drove her to the hospital. It was getting late and I was hungry, so I let her out in the parking lot near the emergency room and went to get some lunch but when I came back later to see if she was okay, she thanked me for being so nice and declared we were now "Best Friends". Her & I are thick as thieves, now. We toilet papered Morgan Fairchild's house the other night and ran away laughing and laughing. I love that woman.
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."
Hence the irony! Mary is a genius when it comes to things like that.
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."
I just love getting those personally signed notes from celebs that inform me of a court order to remain at least 300 yards from them. Makes feel all kinds of warm and fuzzy.
What constitutes friendship in these cases? Is it just the restraining order? Do these people actually come over to your house, invite you to theirs, initiate phones calls with you? That's what friends usually do.
Mary told me we couldn't TP Betty White's house anymore ever since she bought that gun and those dogs.
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."
Mary was FURIOUS because she loves getting a few roles of Charmin and really fu*king up Betty's lawn.
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."
Don't let her fool you. Bea Arthur took a dump in Melissa Gilbert's rose bushes last week. She's no angel, either.
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."
Yes, "surreal", I stand by my description...at least it seems that way to me. I have met actors (and politicians and other people in the public eye) that I've admired, and then became friendly with, either as an acquaintance or very occasionally as a good friend.
It always DOES seem surreal to me, to go from "fan" to "friend". That's just me. This doesn't mean I'm star struck or imagining I'm "closerthanthis" with the Brad Pitts of the world...nor do I want to be. It simply means that, coming from a completely non-showbiz background, it's just a unique and very interesting experience to me.
Neither a borrower nor a lender be...unless that's mine in the first place.
I get confused sometimes when I hear people referring to some performers as "friends"...if you really were friends, you wouldn't be waiting outside in the cold with the dozens of other fans so you could talk to your friend. "Friendy" is one thing, "friend" is another. I'm not saying that's the case with people here, but I've seen it in person a lot and I think it's kinda funny.
I had the opposite happen. When I first moved to NYC I became friends with one of the bartenders at a theatre I was working at. Over time we became very good friends (he even helped me move one time; which in my book constitutes a good friend!!). As time progressed and he got more and more acting jobs and as a result more well known, our friendship kind of drifted. What's odd now is that when I run into him when I'm visiting NYC we acknowledge each other, but it's like we were never friends.
On the flip side, I supervised a WP department in NYC and we employed a lot of temps/actors. Some of them have gone on to bigger and better things and to this day, I hear from them quite frequently.
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