Especially when he is four years old and everyone else in the diner thinks you are his mother.
A letter I just found from the “director” of a production of Hamlet I did.
Things I love about it: 1. Faux-pretentiousness 2. The blatant attempt to gloss over the out-and-out fight we had had two days prior 3. The telling mistake that he tried to correct with a carrot when he actually wrote “You were truly an valuable asset to our cast”.
‘Back now to the Mountain!’ cried Thorin. ‘We have little time to lose.’
‘And little food to use!’ cried Bilbo
- The Hobbit
Speaking of dramatic teenage moments…
Alice Yorke, age 15, in a history class debate about abortion being dominated by the insufferable young man who would later be our valedictorian, with only a few seconds left on the clock, whips out a coat hanger as a shock tactic, making everyone in the room (except for her friends, who knew this was coming and in some cases [mine] skipped lunch to watch) extremely uncomfortable.
That young man later wrote a paper in our English class in which he referred to me as a “red-headed Mike Tyson, hitting below the belt.” TheCoastisClear later made me a pin out of a plastic ear.
Also, this is in Studio 54! Living in NYC is like living in a movie sometimes.
Spotted at the opera tonight: Charles Isherwood and Christian Siriano
Then I got into a cab that T.R. Knight was getting out of. When my friend told the cabbie that someone famous had just been in his cab he said, “Oh really? You know why I didn’t know he was famous? He didn’t tip me.”
This is what I wore:
I’ve decided to dress a little more monochromatic this time.
Sorry Pittsburgh church, it takes too long to get to you.