Once a hundred years ago, my best buddy (who was OBSESSED with La LuPone) made me go to some AIDS benefit concert were she was performing.
At the the time my naturally thin friend (talk about Jack Sprat!) was getting over a serious bout of the flu that made him uncommonly thin and gaunt.
Well LuPone sang her song and we knew she would probably leave after her number so he dragged me to the stage door (something I hate doing) and we waited for her to exit.
We were the only ones there as the show was still going on. She came out and my friend stopped her and asked if she would sign his program.
She did without any hesitation, then she looked up at him and suddenly stopped cold.
Her entire manner changed as she took on this pained yet sympathetic expression.
She started talking to him in this odd "it will be all right" tone while gently touching his cheek.
I was completely bewildered.
She then lunged towards him and gave him a big hug. I swear when she turned away I saw a tear in her eye.
When limo pulled away, my friend turned to me and said, "I think she thinks I'm dying."
I buckled over laughing!
What great ones do the less will prattle of
Updated On: 9/9/08 at 02:40 AM