Steel Magnolias - Harling

Steel Magnolias by Robert Harling is one of my all-time favorite plays. When I discovered that my theater  club was going to do it, I had to sign on. I produced and, by the time it was over, stage managed, ran lights, handled publicity, and pretty much anything else that needed done!

The story of six Louisiana women in the 1980's, Steel Magnolias is set in the imaginary Chinquipin Parrish. Friends Truvy, Ouiser, Clairee, M'Lynn, Shelby, and newcomer Annelle gather on Shelby's wedding day to prepare. We learn on this first meeting that Shelby has diabetes. The story progress through two acts, four scenes total, telling the story of Shelby's welcoming a child, the discovery that the birth irreparably damaged her kidneys, and finally the group's acceptance of her death.

As sad as that sounds, this show is hysterical.  Seriously, hilariously funny! We lovingly called it a TRAGE-COMEDY. You should read it...and then read it again, because I guarantee that you missed something funny. I worked on the show, saw tons of rehearsals and six actual performances, and each night I laughed at something new.  Every. Single. Night!

Many of you will likely recognize the show from the movie version with Sally Field, Julia Roberts and Daryl Hannah. More recently, you may have seen the Lifetime version with Phylicia Rashād, her actual daughter, Jill Scott and Queen Latifah. Whichever version you choose, keep in mind that both movies expanded on the original script including additional locations and characters - which in my opinion, despite fabulous performances, took away from the real talent and skill needed to create these six characters.

But, the original is a masterpiece set only in a one-room beauty parlor with only six women.  Hysterically funny and heartbreaking, its definitely worth a read!



4/5- Great. Push it on your friends and family.

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Blog Tour: A Masque of Infamy: A novel of teenage rebellion and punkrock salvation - Dessaint

*This book was an advanced reading copy sent to me, free of charge, for my honest review and opinion.  All comments in this review are the honest opinion of the blogger.

Book Description:

A Masque of Infamy: A novel of teenage rebellion and punk rock salvation by Kelly Dessaint is a horrific and raucous story of teenage rebellion. But instead of "What d'ya got?" fifteen-year-old Louis Baudrey knows exactly what he's fighting against…

After moving from Los Angeles to small town Alabama in 1987 with his father, his younger brother and this guy Rick, a friend of the family, Louis tries to fit in at the local high school, but the Bible-thumpers and the rednecks don't take too kindly to his outlandish wardrobe and burgeoning punk attitude. At home, he defies the sadistic intentions of Rick, who rules the household with an iron fist. As Louis begins to lose all hope, he stumbles upon indisputable proof that will free him and his brother from Rick's tyranny. But just when he thinks his troubles are over, he's locked up in the adolescent ward of a mental hospital, where he must fight the red tape of the system to realize his dream of being a punk rocker.

My Opinion:
This was a surprisingly good book. Billed as autobiographical novel, it reads extremely entertaining. Louis is a very believable hard-assed, yet naive teenage boy struggling with a crappy family situation. Dad is a pervert, Mom is a basket-case, and "family friend" Rick is a nut-case.  Louis does what he feels will produce the best situation for himself (and in turn his little brother), but also feels guilt at not being able to change the situation and confusion as to how to deal with things that have happened to him in the past. Despite being a bit of a self-centered shit, you can't help but feel for him being stuck in his crazy life.

But after buying into this kid's life, the writer leaves you high and dry with no resolution to any of the situations - and not in a "sequel will be coming soon" sort of way. He just up and leaves...and you are left to wonder, "Seriously, that's it?!" Frustrating, at least to me. 

Otherwise this is a good book, worth a read if you like the young adult genre. The writing is good, the story realistic.

My one major complaint is that the manuscript has more than one (read this "quite a few") errors (spelling, grammatical, or otherwise). Call me the "editing-Nazi" but I HATE THAT! If someone spends months, or years, writing a book...the least they (or their editor) could do is proofread the thing before it's released! 

Seriously, if that drives you as crazy as it does me...you may want to skip this one.

Author Info

Kelly Dessaint was born and raised in Los Angeles. At fifteen, he moved to Alabama, where he ended up in state custody, an experience documented in his autobiographical novel A Masque of Infamy. After graduating from the University of Alabama, he lived and traveled across the country, working odd jobs and gathering material for the stories he has published under various pseudonyms in small press magazines and his zines, Vagabond Review and Piltdownlad. In 1998, he founded the publishing company Phony Lid Books, which released titles by numerous prominent small press authors. He lives in LA with his wife and three cats.

Links:

The Phony Lid page for the book:

http://www.kellydessaint.com/phonylid/masque.php 

The FaceBook page for the book: 

https://www.facebook.com/amasqueofinfamy

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Tuesday Tunes - 06/25/13

A great lyric is like a great book...

The Man in The Mirror
Michael Jackson, Artist
Glen Ballard & Siedah Garrett, Writers

I'm Gonna Make A Change,
For Once In My Life
It's Gonna Feel Real Good,
Gonna Make A Difference
Gonna Make It Right . . .

As I, Turn Up The Collar On My
Favourite Winter Coat
This Wind Is Blowin' My Mind
I See The Kids In The Street,
With Not Enough To Eat
Who Am I, To Be Blind?
Pretending Not To See
Their Needs
A Summer's Disregard,
A Broken Bottle Top
And A One Man's Soul
They Follow Each Other On
The Wind Ya' Know
'Cause They Got Nowhere
To Go
That's Why I Want You To
Know

I'm Starting With The Man In
The Mirror
I'm Asking Him To Change
His Ways
And No Message Could Have
Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World
A Better Place
(If You Wanna Make The
World A Better Place)
Take A Look At Yourself, And
Then Make A Change
(Take A Look At Yourself, And
Then Make A Change)
(Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na,
Na Nah)

I've Been A Victim Of A Selfish
Kind Of Love
It's Time That I Realize
That There Are Some With No
Home, Not A Nickel To Loan
Could It Be Really Me,
Pretending That They're Not
Alone?

A Willow Deeply Scarred,
Somebody's Broken Heart
And A Washed-Out Dream
(Washed-Out Dream)
They Follow The Pattern Of
The Wind, Ya' See
Cause They Got No Place
To Be
That's Why I'm Starting With
Me
(Starting With Me!)

I'm Starting With The Man In
The Mirror
(Ooh!)
I'm Asking Him To Change
His Ways
(Ooh!)
And No Message Could Have
Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World
A Better Place
(If You Wanna Make The
World A Better Place)
Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make A Change
(Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make A Change)

I'm Starting With The Man In
The Mirror
(Ooh!)
I'm Asking Him To Change His
Ways
(Change His Ways-Ooh!)
And No Message Could've
Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World
A Better Place
(If You Wanna Make The
World A Better Place)
Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make That . . .
(Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make That . . .)
Change!

I'm Starting With The Man In
The Mirror,
(Man In The Mirror-Oh
Yeah!)
I'm Asking Him To Change
His Ways
(Better Change!)
No Message Could Have
Been Any Clearer
(If You Wanna Make The
World A Better Place)
(Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make The Change)
(You Gotta Get It Right, While
You Got The Time)
('Cause When You Close Your
Heart)
You Can't Close Your . . .Your
Mind!
(Then You Close Your . . .
Mind!)
That Man, That Man, That
Man, That Man
With That Man In The Mirror
(Man In The Mirror, Oh Yeah!)
That Man, That Man, That Man
I'm Asking Him To Change
His Ways
(Better Change!)
You Know . . .That Man
No Message Could Have
Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World
A Better Place
(If You Wanna Make The
World A Better Place)
Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make A Change
(Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make A Change)
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na,
Na Nah
(Oh Yeah!)
Gonna Feel Real Good Now!
Yeah Yeah! Yeah Yeah!
Yeah Yeah!
Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na,
Na Nah
(Ooooh . . .)
Oh No, No No . . .
I'm Gonna Make A Change
It's Gonna Feel Real Good!
Come On!
(Change . . .)
Just Lift Yourself
You Know
You've Got To Stop It.
Yourself!
(Yeah!-Make That Change!)
I've Got To Make That Change,
Today!
Hoo!
(Man In The Mirror)
You Got To
You Got To Not Let Yourself . . .
Brother . . .
Hoo!
(Yeah!-Make That Change!)
You Know-I've Got To Get
That Man, That Man . . .
(Man In The Mirror)
You've Got To
You've Got To Move! Come
On! Come On!
You Got To . . .
Stand Up! Stand Up!
Stand Up!
(Yeah-Make That Change)
Stand Up And Lift
Yourself, Now!
(Man In The Mirror)
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
Aaow!
(Yeah-Make That Change)
Gonna Make That Change . . .
Come On!
(Man In The Mirror)
You Know It!
You Know It!
You Know It!
You Know . . .
(Change . . .)
Make That Change.

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Mondays - 06/24/13

This meme is hosted by Sheila at Book Journey.


Been busy, two weeks until my show goes up, so not much reading going on here....

Now Reading: 
Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not? (Thompson Square)

Just Finished:
A Masque of Infamy (Kelly Dessaint)

On Deck:

Who knows?!

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Sunday Salon - 06/23/13

If you are interested in other Salon posts, visit the Facebook page to get links.

June is almost over and...I survived!

It's been a busy, busy year so far and, honestly, I am looking forward to a slower summer!! 

Life

Steel Magnolias, the show I was working on, is over. It was a lot of fun, with tons of great reviews, but it was a huge commitment and I'm kinda glad it's done. Interspersed with the show dates were several weekends with multiple PV gigs...leaving me literally running from show to show some days. Ugh!  

I also happily stepped down from my Board position at the theater after something like seven years. I fully believe that I've left it in good hands and look forward to being nothing but an audience member for a while! I haven't disappeared completely, having offered to take over maintaining the website and working on getting a new database going. Never one to do anything halfway, I have undertaken fixing the site up a bit. It was created by amazingly talented web design students (for free no less)...who clearly had no understanding of our business! So I've decided to rework it a bit to make it more useful to our users.  Still very active...just from my computer at home!

After last weekend's strike I was barely a shell, I was so exhausted. I literally stumbled through another work week until this Friday when I officially went on a two week vacation!!  Can I get an "A-to the Men!!"? It could not have come at a better time!

But I haven't been lazy yet, the hubby and I spent yesterday doing serious yard work (after a decade of little care, the bushes were almost head-height in places!) and today I had to return some props from the show. I'm achy, but happy. Now if I could only sleep more! I'm still waking up at 7am, despite staying up late.

Books and Blogging

I have to admit, it's been slow... I had prepared some posts for while I was gone, but read so little I now have nothing to review! I promise I am on that, like white on rice. I did read one book for a blog tour...that will hit Tuesday so come back and check it out!

Also, noting that I am using the newly updated blogger app on the iPad and..it's much better! Before, it was barely useful, so I just didn't bother. But my major gripe has been fixed (being able to move around in the work in progress), thank you very much programmers! And kudos!

This vacation week holds rest time, lots of reading, some website work, a couple of icky appointments (mammogram and tooth removal), a wonderful massage appointment, and perhaps a fair amount of photography time! I am very excited (well, except for those appointments)!! What are you up to this week?

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Cleaning out the closet...

As I transition back into the real world (having left the theater behind) and in light of Google Reader going bye-bye, I took some time to review my Google Blogger (as I updated to Feedly) list and what I found was surprising. I expected to clean up a few sites which I knew had gone off-line...

But I found quite a few that were over a year old with no posts! And most of them offered no, "So long, see ya later!" posts or anything. Wow...

So, I cleaned house. I removed over twenty sites which had not been posted on for many, many, many days. If the site was inactive for only a few months...I left them, just in case. Or, of course, if there was a "Will be back soon..." post. But otherwise, I was brutal!

Hopefully I didn't cut anyone important!

If you think I cut you by accident, please let me know.

But with the cobwebs cleared, I can now focus on the awesome bloggers who post regularly and often make me laugh, and find new awesome blogs that I do not already have.



Books, photography, and/or funny is what I am looking for....

Any suggestions?

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Tuesday Tunes - 06/18/13

A great lyric is like a great book...

La Vie Boheme / Rent 
Cast, Artists 
Jonathan Larson, Writer

ANGEL
Who died?
 
BENNY
Our akita
 
MARK, ROGER, ANGEL, COLLINS
Evita
 
BENNY
Mimi, I'm surprised
A bright and charming girl like you
Hangs out with these slackers
Who don't adhere to deals
You make fun, yet I am the one
Attempting to do some good
Or do you really want a neighborhood
Where people piss on your stoop every night?
Bohemia, Bohemia's
A fallacy in your head
This is Calcutta
Bohemia is dead
 
MARK
Dearly beloved, we gather here to say
Our goodbyes
 
COLLINS & ROGER
Dies Ira, Dies Illa
Kyrie Eleison
Yitgadal V' Yitkadash (etc.)
 
MARK
Here she lies,
No one knew her worth
The late great daughter of Mother Earth
On these nights when we celebrate the birth
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass
You bet your ass to...
La Vie Boheme
 
ALL
La Vie Boheme
La Vie Boheme
La Vie Boheme
La Vie Boheme
 
MARK
To days of inspiration,
Playing hookey, making something
Out of nothing, the need
To express to communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane,
Going mad
To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension,
Not to mention of course,
Hating dear old mom and dad
To riding your bike
Midday past the three piece suits
To fruits, to no absolutes
To Absolut, to choice
To the Village Voice
To any passing fad
To being an us for once,
Instead of a them
 
ALL
La Vie Boheme
La Vie Boheme
La Vie Boheme
 
MAUREEN
Is the equipment in a pyramid?
 
JOANNE
It is, Maureen
 
MAUREEN
The mixer doesn't have a case
Don't give me that face!
 
MR. GREY
Ahemm
 
MAUREEN
Hey Mister... She's my sister
 
WAITER
So that's five miso soup,
Four seaweed salad
Three soy burger dinner,
Two tofu dog platter
And one pasta with meatless balls
 
BOHEMIAN
Eww
 
COLLINS
It tastes the same
 
MIMI
If you close your eyes
 
WAITER
And thirteen orders of fries
Is that it here?
 
ALL
Wine and beer!
 
MIMI & ANGEL
To hand-crafted beers made in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese
To leather, to dildos, to curry Vindaloo
To Huevos Rancheros, and Maya Angelou
 
MAUREEN & COLLINS
Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion,
Creation, Vacation
 
MARK
Mucho masturbation
 
MAUREEN & COLLINS
Compassion, to fashion, to passion
When it's new
 
COLLINS
To Sontag
 
ANGEL
To Sondheim
 
FOUR PEOPLE
To anything taboo
 
COLLINS & ROGER
Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham and Cage
 
COLLINS
Lenny Bruce
 
ROGER
Langston Hughes
 
MAUREEN
To the stage!
 
PERSON #1
To Uta
 
PERSON #2
To Buddha
 
PERSON #3
Pablo Neruda, too
 
MARK & MIMI
Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em
 
ALL
La Vie Boheme
 
MR. GREY
Sisters?
 
MAUREEN
We're close
 
ANGEL, COLLINS
Brothers!
 
MARK, ANGEL, MIMI & 3 OTHERS
Bisexuals, trisexuals, Homo Sapiens,
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men,
Pee Wee Herman
German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein
Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
Carmina Burana
 
ALL
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy
Vaclav Havel, The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no shame, never playing the fame game
 
COLLINS
To marijuana
 
ALL
To sodomy
It's between God and me
To S & M
 
BENNY
Waiter, Waiter, Waiter!
 
ALL
La Vie Boheme
 
COLLINS
In honor of the death of Bohemia an impromptu salon will commence immediately following dinner...
Maureen Johnson, just back from her spectacular one night performance at the Eleventh Street Lot
Will perform Native American tribal chants, backwards through her vocoder, while accompanying herself on the electric cello which she ain't never studied.
 
ROGER
And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his inability to hold an erection on high holy days.
 
MARK
And Mimi Marquez clad only in bubble wrap, will perform her famous lawn chair handcuff dance to the sounds of ice tea being stirred
 
MARK
And Roger will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song
That doesn't remind us of 'Musetta's Waltz'
 
COLLINS
Angel Dumott Schunard will model her latest fall fashions from Paris while accompanying herself on the 10-gallon plastic pickle tub.
 
ANGEL
And Collins will recount his exploits as an Anarchist... Including the tale of
His successful reprogramming of the MIT virtual reality equipment to self-destruct as it broadcasts the words:
 
ALL
'Actual Reality - ACT UP - Fight AIDS! '
 

MIMI
Excuse me, did I do something wrong?
I get invited, then ignored all night long
 
ROGER
I've been trying, I'm not lying
No one's perfect, I've got baggage
 
MIMI
Life's too short babe, time is flying
I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine
 
ROGER
I should tell you-
 
MIMI
I've got baggage, too
 
ROGER
I should tell you--
 
BOTH
Baggage-
 
OTHERS
Wine And Beer!
 
MIMI
AZT break
 
ROGER
You?
 
MIMI
Me. You?
 
ROGER
Mimi

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Mondays - 06/17/13

This meme is hosted by Sheila at Book Journey.


I have to admit that I have only read about half of a book over the past month... Not much more. But I am getting back into it and hopefully will have some new reviews soon!

Now Reading: 
A Masque of Infamy (Kelly Dessaint)
Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not? (Thompson Square) 

Just Finished:

Steel Magnolias (Robert Harling) 

On Deck:

A summer full...

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Just checking in...

Well, its been a crazy-busy few weeks...but I am almost there! This weekend marks the last shows and strike of Steel Magnolias. Its been stressful and exhausting, but also a ton of fun and a show of which to be proud!

I'm counting the minutes until I can breath and finally enjoy the "start" of summer!

I've got lots of plans for the summer....

Along with a few vacation days, I look forward to using my camera more and expanding my new Facebook page:

PhotoLAgraphy

As well as blogging more...

http://photolagraphy.wordpress.com/

But mostly I'm just looking forward to sitting on the porch, drinking iced tea and reading!

I'll be back soon!

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Tuesday Tunes - 06/11/13

A great lyric is like a great book...

Grandma's Feather Bed
John Denver, Artist

Jim Connor, Writer




When I was a little bitty boy

Just up off-a floor
We used to go down to Grandma's house
Every month end or so
We had chicken pie and country ham
And homemade butter on the bread
But the best darn thing about Grandma's house
Was her great big feather bed

It was nine feet high and six feet wide
Soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It'd hold eight kids, four hound dogs
And a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On Grandma's feather bed

After the supper we'd sit around the fire
The old folks'd spit and chew
Pa would talk about the farm and the war
And Granny'd sing a ballad or two
I'd sit and listen and watch the fire
Till the cobwebs filled my head
Next thing I knew I'd wake up in the morning
In the middle of the old feather bed

It was nine feet high and six feet wide
Soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty'leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It'd hold eight kids, four hound dogs
And a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On Grandma's feather bed

Well I love my Ma, an' I love my Pa
Love Granny and Grandpa too
Been fishing with my uncle, I wrestled with my cousin
I even kissed Aunt Lou oooh
But if ever had to make a choice
I guess it ought to be said
That I'd trade them all plus the gal down the road
For Grandma's feather bed

It was nine feet high and six feet wide
Soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty'leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It'd hold eight kids, four hound dogs
And a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On Grandma's feather bed

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May ReCap 2013...

May 2013 Update

May has been busy, busy, busy with the lead up to my show and our opening May 31st. All has gone well, but its left me little time for much else. 


This month I read:
Total Read: 2
YTD: 18
Adult: 2
YA/children's: 2
Abandoned: 0


Including:
The Dog Stars - Peter Heller
That Book About Harvard - Eric Kester

Abandoned: 
None


Favorite Book(s) of the Month:
The Dog Stars - Peter Heller


Challenges Update:
Outdo Yourself Reading Challenge = 18 of 58
A-Z Book Challenge = 13 of 26
Library Reading Challenge = 18 of 36
E-Book Reading Challenge = 6 of 25
What's in a Name 6 Challenge = 4 of 6

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The Dog Stars - Heller

In Peter Heller's, The Dog Stars, "Hig survived the flu that killed everyone he knows. His wife is gone, his friends are dead, he lives in the hangar of a small abandoned airport with his dog, his only neighbor a gun-toting misanthrope. In his 1956 Cessna, Hig flies the perimeter of the airfield or sneaks off to the mountains to fish and pretend that things are the way they used to be. But when a random transmission somehow beams through his radio, the voice ignites a hope deep inside him that a better life–something like his old life–exists beyond the airport. Risking everything, he flies past his point of no return–not enough fuel to get him home–following the trail of the static-broken voice on the radio. But what he encounters and what he must face–in the people he meets, and in himself–is both better and worse than anything he could have hoped for." (PeterHeller.net)

“A dreamy, post-apocalyptic love letter to things of beauty, big and small: a twitching trout, a can of Sprite, empathy, sex, decency, and a good dog.” (Gillian Flynn, author of Gone Girl )



Let me just start by saying that I hate, HATE, books where animals die. I am a big old wimpy, wimp and as my sweet little kitty ages (14 years old) I become less able to get through such a scene without sobbing and facing the inevitable future. And, this book just happened to ruin a delicious ice cream sundae...I just couldn't finish it I was crying that hard.

That said, this was a really beautifully written book about not just loss, but about appreciating what you've got before it is gone. I really enjoyed the read and suggest others check it out too - just remember your box of tissues!


4/5- Great. Push it on your friends and family.

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Tuesday Tunes - 06/04/13

A great lyric is like a great book...

Have you seen the recent Yahoo News of Barry Williams, AKA Greg Brady, singing The Real Greg Brady (to the tune of Eminem's The Real Slim Shady) at the recent "Brady reunion"?

Is it really a reunion when only three of the ten/plus regular cast needed a job badly enough to take part?

But I am an avid Brady fan...so, after my initial moans, I did a little research and turns out, this is a whole, real song - not just Barry messing around!  And, the lyrics are pretty clever after all!

The Real Greg Brady
Barry Williams, Artist

Greg Brady - Barry Williams - Greg Brady - Barry Williams
(Greg, Greg, Greg)
May I have your attention please?
(Marcia, Marcia, Marcia)
I repeat - May I have your attention please?
Will the Real Greg Brady please stand up?
That’s me, of course, Barry Williams
Greg Brady - Barry Williams - Greg Brady - Barry Williams

Uh oh, we’re gonna have a problem here...
Y’all act like you’ve never seen a real Brady before.

Bell bottoms, polyester, headbands, orange hair
Was it permed, was it real, hey who the **** cares?
Here’s the story, here’s the story of a guy named ME
Greg Brady, Barry Williams, don’t you know we were the real "That 70’s show"
And oh, Alice oh, prepared Sam’s meat for free..you know what I mean.

It’s the "Return of Johnny Bravo"
Wait, no wait, you’re kidding, he didn’t just say what I think he did, did he?
And Mike Brady said...nothing you idiots, like Tiger, he’s dead.
Cindy had a lisp (Greg Brady) "I’m sick of him, look at him walkin’ around
Wearin’ his Tiki god, surfin’ and wipin’ out."
"Yeah, but he’s so cute though."

It was cool for a while bein’ a teenage star
And now the Brady name can only go so far.
I’m doin’ stuff that’s new, but I’m Greg Brady too.
Football into Marcia’s nose, sing the chorus and it goes!

(1st chorus)
I’m Greg Brady, yes I’m the real Brady
All the other Greg Brady’s are just irritatin’
So if you ain’t Greg Brady please shut up, please shut up, please shut up
Cuz, I’m Greg Brady and I did ladies more than any fake Brady
So stop your imitatin’
Yes, I’m the real Greg Brady, I grew up, I grew up, please shut up.

It was so much fun makin’ that show for you
And then writin’ my book too - tellin’ who was banging who.
It was all TV, wasn’t real, just play
Back then we couldn’t say that the Dad was really gay
Or that my Mom on TV was datin’ ME. Tee Hee!

It was groovy, far out, outtasite, but any night you light up a TV
And see some wannabe tryin’ to be me. (Greg Brady) Just be sure you know
There ain’t no show without me, Barry Williams, Johnny Bravo,
(Greg Brady) The Cassanova (Greg Brady) of Clinton Avenue (Greg Brady)
I got A/K/A’s comin’ out the wazoo.
And I dig Eminem...and Clark Bars too.

I was the oldest kid and I was young and cute.
I wouldn’t never do toot, and I still fit that suit!
I’m here to stay, and if you get in my way,
You can cram it where there ain’t no "Sunshine Day," Hey!

(2nd chorus)
I’m Greg Brady, yes I’m the real Brady
All you other Greg Brady’s are not syndicated
So if you ain’t Greg Brady please shut up, please shut up, please shut up.
Cuz, I’m Greg Brady and I did ladies more than any fake Brady
I was slim AND shady!
So if you ain’t Greg Brady please shut up, don’t suck up, please grow up.

(Spoken)
I gotta get out of this time warp
How did I get stuck in this box in the upper right corner, anyway?

(Backstreet mix)
I was a teen idol before the Backstreet Boys were born
I was a boy band...By MYSELF!

(Kid of Rock mix)
I was the Kid of Rock when Kid Rock was just a Kid and
Uncle Kracker was somebody’s nephew!

(Chronic mix)
Used to be Chronic wasn’t something you fired up, but like
Dr. Dre, and Snoop...I’ve popped a few 40’s in my day!

I’d love to stay, but gotta go ’cause something suddenly came up.

(Slam!)

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Mondays - 06/03/13

This meme is hosted by Sheila at Book Journey.


Been busy, two weeks until my show goes up, so not much reading going on here....

Now Reading: 
Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not? (Thompson Square)

and

Steel Magnolias (Robert Harling)


Just Finished:

Steel Magnolias (Robert Harling) 

On Deck:

Who knows?!

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