When I was but in single digits, my uncle by marriage was the mayor of Fresno, and had a bit part in the Fresno miniseries. I missed meeting Carol Burnett, who played a main character, by all of five minutes. Coincidentally, I watched Annie today just so I could enjoy her performance; she's hilarious.
We sat behind dick Van Dyke (lovely) and his wife (grumpy) at a Swingle Singers concert at Pepperdine. A true triple threat, he dissected each final chord and all but sang along at times; it was so much fun to be near someone having so much fun!
We saw Zach Roloff at the Portland airport. I recognized him and a couple of his friends from TLC's Little People, Big World.
I recognized zero famous people in all my time hanging out in Malibu while working at and attending Pepperdine. I must be clueless, because that town is lousy with them.
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1 comment:
I can't believe I'm the only one seeing the greatness you possess with the English language. You really need to journal your life just by combining these blogs. I will not accept the standby excuse of "no time". Did Shakespeare or his ghost writers complain of "no time"? (catch my joke?) You are so readable and I know have so much to say. Don't put it off until you retire because you will have no time then, believe me.
Think it over, Wendy. (Pulitzer?)
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