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Are you scared yet? Are you scared yet?

I had a lovely dinner with BobMyAgent(tm) last night. OMG - what a great story teller - although afterward I was a bit worried about the usurpation of a storyteller (me). Interesting life, easy-going enjoyable company - I feel like I've known him a lot longer than I really have. (Thanks for dinner, Bob - Pamon's is my new fave Vegas place now.) And I now have SHOCKING gossip about a lot of folks... just kidding - it's not shocking.

In other news brought to you by papersky

I am Boughton Monchelsea.

I lie on a ragstone ridge situated between the North Downs and the Weald of Kent. I have commonly been called Quarry Hills. Over the centuries my main commerce has been ragstone, arable, orchards, woodland, hops, cobnuts and pastureland.

I am gleeful and silly, but most of the people who live on me don't realize it.

I have really good minions this show. I've been brought Krispy Kreme Krack (even though I don't usually have any food in the morning - I'll make an exception for this) - and a Cinnamon Dulce Latte, which means - she went to TWO places. Yesterday, instead of asking me what was for lunch, a good new little minion found a thai place (knowing I love thai) and brought me pad thai and a thai iced tea... without me even having to mention it was time for them to start thinking about getting lunch. He got to sleep in this morning. Some minions learn quick - others need to be bludgeoned into shape. They take care of me - I take care of them.

BUT... This show has been a grind - I've been in at 5am (note: minions didn't have to be in 'til 6:30) and the first night was here til midnight. I'm taking this weekend completely off. I have another hard show next week in San Jose.

Our House is in underwriting - last hurdle - supposed to be out on Friday, so I'm just trying not to think about it till then.

This made me giggle this morning:

Why? Because the kids want a fainting goat. (I spent an inordinate amount of time reciting the i before e rule to myself before I realized it was a.) I don't want one. Why? Because all day long, all any of us are going to want to do is terrify this goat and then giggle when it locks up and falls on the ground. Eventually, we'll invent new ways to terrify this poor creature so we can giggle at it - and I just don't know if I can live with the constant proof that I am that person.

Same with a mace... I'd just want to use it ALL the time...

icon: I just needed a pretty face this morning.


( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
Mar. 22nd, 2007 04:33 pm (UTC)
I encourage the purchase of a fainting goat.


Because everyone is that person. XD
Mar. 22nd, 2007 04:37 pm (UTC)
I don't want to admit it to myself... or anyone else. And I want to not have my illusions shattered on an hourly basis. ;)
Mar. 22nd, 2007 09:28 pm (UTC)
Sorry I usurped your storytelling. It was a good dinner. I think we're friends who simply hadn't met before.

Oh, and can I have that mace? I need it for my telephone.

-- BobYourAgent
Mar. 22nd, 2007 09:33 pm (UTC)
You damn usurper! My mace is busy, but I have a spare chain saw.
Mar. 23rd, 2007 12:48 am (UTC)
"fainting goat."

I no idea there such things until I read and then googled.

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