Hiya all... overcast and chilly in Seattle today, though no rain.
Work's crazy stupid, but what'cha gonna do. I'll prolly be here all weekend... taking lunch brake visiting you fine folk.
I love b-days... it's the most imporatant day of the year for you. I celebrate each and every one.
Boobs, does he look better in person? I don't find him attractive. You're talking about him in all the threads you're posting in, so I've been googling around since I had no clue what he looked like. Where were your seats?
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Snippy a little there, aren't we?
I was genuinely wondering where your seats were. Not that they had anything to do with it.
And it's: E-U-A-N, thank you very much.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Broadway Legend Joined: 1/14/05
Thanks, El, I'll do my best.
Haven't listened to Elvis Costello in ages. Have to reintroduce myself to him.
I'm out of here sonn. Happy weekend all!
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Well I can honestly say I had fun at Spamalot tonight. I was in THE infamous seat, but only because they've recently started switching the seat used. When the rock rolled out, and I saw my seat number, I thought I was going to have an anxiety attack, which I'm prone to. Gathered what little amount of courage I had and said, what the hell. You'll never get a chance like this again. Very sureal (sp?) being up on a Broadway stage, with the lights shining on you, looking out into the audience. I was so in shock, I'm still amazed I was able to coherently answer Tim Curry when he asked me my name. Got my little trophy and polaroid pic and even managed to get back to my seat without falling flat on my face. Trying to get out of the theatre was a trip. People kept stopping me, asking to see the picture, congratulating me, asking me how I was able to get up there and if I knew ahead of time. Finally getting outside to try to meet up with my friend, more people were calling me by my full name, asking what it was like. It was hysterical. Found my friend over by the stage door. Everyone came out but Tim Curry. David Hyde Pierce said I did great, didn't look a bit nervous. I told him it was a "once in a lifetime" thing and he nodded. Hank Azaria saw me and started talking about "my performance". LOL! Asked me what I thought about the bright lights and I shook my head and told him I was trying not to squint. He said it does take a while to get used to. Chris Sieber came out the door, saw me, came over and shook my hand, congratulating me. 20 minutes later, we're walking down 44th Street and people are still calling my name and congratulating me. My friend and I were cracking up. I guess this was my 15 minutes of fame.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Broadway Legend Joined: 1/14/05
BWG - Broadway star. That is a great story.
Does anyone know who was pulled up on stage last night at "Spamalot" ? I do !!!!
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
And some of us know where YOU were, Boobs
Morning DG. It was a lovely evening spent with some very interesting and entertaining friends. I wish I could do that more often !!!
Broadway Legend Joined: 1/31/04
How old is Grandma?
Stay with this -- the answer is at the end -- it will blow you away. *
*One evening a grandson was talking to his grandmother about current events. The grandson asked his grandmother what she thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general. *
*The Grandma replied, "Well, let me think a minute, I was born, before television, penicillin, polio shots, frozen foods, Xerox, contact lenses, Frisbees and the pill. There was no radar, credit cards, laser beams or ball-point pens. Man had not invented pantyhose, air conditioners, dishwashers, clothes dryers, and the clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air and man hadn't yet walked on the moon.*
*Your Grandfather and I got married first-and then lived together. Every family had a father and a mother. Until I was 25, I called every man older than I, 'Sir'- and after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, "Sir.' We were before gay-rights, computer-dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy. *
*Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense. We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions.*
*Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege. We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent. Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins. Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started. Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends-not purchasing condominiums.*
*We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings. We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President's speeches on our radios. And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey. If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan' on it, it was junk. The term 'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam. Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of. *
*We had 5 & 10-cent stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and
10 cents. Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel. And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards.*
*You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600 but who could afford one? Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon. In my day, "grass" was mowed, "coke" was a cold drink, "pot" was something your mother cooked in, and "rock music" was your grandmother's lullaby. "Aids" were helpers in the Principal's office," chip" meant a piece of wood, "hardware" was found in a hardware store, and "software" wasn't even a word.*
*And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us "old and confused" and say there is a generation gap.....and how old do you think I am ???.....
*I bet you have this old lady in mind...you are in for a shock! Read on to see -- pretty scary if you think about it and pretty sad at the same time...........
..........This Woman would be only 58 years old!*
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OK, I had this lady pegged a wee bit older. (70's) Buy funny I was raised ALWAYS to call someone older that myself "Sir" or "Madam". Never would I call someone old enough to be my parent by their first name.
I call everyone "Sir" or "Ma'am" - it's simply polite!
I like to call my Grandma some names...but none are Ma'am.
Girly is a BROADWAY STAR !!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got to hold her trophy tonight and gaze at her polaroid...so cool !!!
Broadway Legend Joined: 1/31/04
*folds arms and scowls at Bboobs*
Careful, Bboobs...Grandma may have "connections"
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