85% - and I’m a damned Yankee!
85% - and I’m a damned Yankee!
I was drafted to be the voice of my company’s voicemail system in the U.S. The first time I heard myself on the phone saying, “Hello, you have reached Xxxxx Yyyyyyy…” I did freak out a bit, but that’s because I wasn’t used to it. I sounded fine. When I have a cold that doesn’t completely stuff my head up, for a few days I sound like Lauren Bacall in To Have and Have Not, which is nice.
Art! So much art. So many different kinds of art. And so much of it for free! In New York City, I have seen every mode of self-expression, have been to so many museums, and theaters, and galleries, and warehouses, and homes, and singalongs, and art walks, and “happenings”; I’ve probably forgotten more shows than some people have had hot dinners. I’ve also done my share of self-expression (mainly improv, but I’ve sung and acted also) on stages across the city with so many terrifically talented people. There will always be those who come here to develop their art, and that will always keep the city’s cultural scene fresh. Even in the last Gilded Age of the 1890s, there were artists and performers in their garrets following their muses, and I simply don’t see that changing anytime soon.
Doin’ a little east coast fling Boyz
Not too hard
Not too soft
“You got: Annoying Film Student” Well, actually, I graduated a few years back…
As Weird Al once rapped: “I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise.” Freakin’ love me some mayo. I even eat my fries with mayo instead of ketchup.
I graduated from a public school, but one in a small, very rich suburb of a big city. The resources this school has are incredible, and it has been ever thus.
And I’m just limiting this to American TV (never mind no AbFab or Monty Python!): No Bob Newhart Show (or Newhart, for that matter), or Taxi, or Barney Miller, or Mary Tyler Moore, or Carol Burnett (!!!)? No Good Times or Maude? All In The Family and The Jeffersons? No St. Elsewhere? No Homicide? No original Odd Couple? That show was genius! No Kids in the Hall, or SCTV, or Mr. Show - My list is a bit 70s-heavy; I spent more time in front of the telly in the 70s as a child. All these shows I listed are straight-up classics. And the 70s had better theme tunes. I would die happy if I could learn the bass line to the Barney Miller theme. One that didn’t get a fair shake in the 80s but was brilliant was Buffalo Bill. Even Brandon Tartikoff regretted canceling it partway into its second season.
I definitely enjoy the silence. ;D
Only with ham. ONLY with HAM. That is all.
One of my great aunts was born in 1910 and named Classie (my grandfather was born 11 years later). There were a little over 100 girls given that name in the U.S. that year. Her name certainly made it easy to trace my maternal grandpa’s family in the Census! And I know 4 Idas. One is a little 4 year old girl, and it’s her middle name.
Hoo-boy, you don’t want to find out about the other types of books Felix Salten wrote!
New York City has regular old TimTams, what’s this Arnott’s Originals stuff? Of course, NYC also has approximately 395,764 “Aussie” restaurants selling savory pies, and putting beetroot, pineapple slices and sunny side up eggs on burgers, so there’s that…
I got witty. Yes, Python, Mr. Show and KITH are my go-to comedy trifecta.
Milwaukee TV stations bought so many Canadian shows back in the day, it’s not funny. How many? We actually had Wayne & Shuster on for a few years in reruns. I remember at least half these shows. We even had Readalong, with Boot, Pretty and Granny, for heaven’s sake. #Degrassifirstgeneration
Not that the lip skin bit was too big, but pulling on it and the bit went too deep - and then my lip is bleeding and hurting. And also with hangnails. OW!
If someone is trying to wear you down into dating them, then guess what? They don’t really like you, you know? The whole thing is about feeding their ego. You’re a prop, a puppet, part of a game he’s got going on with himself (or herself, as the case may be). At least that’s what I concluded when a guy who I wasn’t interested in (but who was a friend of someone in my group of friends) kept hounding me for almost 2 years to be his gf. I never ever dated him, but it made me wonder: I’d already said no, so what was his problem? I’m certainly not the only woman on earth, much less in my friend group, and then I realized that deep down, it was about him and his ego need to have “won” a resistant woman, not that I was so awesome. And then he finally got transferred to a job away from my town. Hooray!
That polar bear looks deranged. Oh, and, uh, how YOU doin’, Crunchy King? You can stay over for breakfast anytime!
Wow, when I was a kid in the 80s, no one cared if anyone bullied me in middle or high school. And if I was physically attacked by bullies and fought back, I got detention, not them. I’m glad to see adults finally taking bullying seriously. Most of it is kids just being assholes because they can get away with it, but all kids have to be taught that you can’t go around hurting people because you feel shitty or because you want to boost your ego for a second by putting someone else down. Gee, it would be great if adults learned that lesson, too, eh?
Wait, so were any of these Tom? :D
That winking gif makes me giggle like Betty Rubble! ::swoon!::