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5 February I don't know if I'm delirious, but it seems to me that Donny Osmond is singing "Seasons of Love" on the Today Show. Not only that, but he's singing the hell out of it. I thought that I was well, but I had better take my medicine and go back to bed, because this really cannot be happening.
Yesterday I was reading the new Entertainment Weekly, and I came upon this obit: I have this great picture of Sandy and my Da in one of his several roles in the play, as a vampire rabbi, and two strippers with pasties. This was basically the show. I don't know why this struck me so, as I certainly haven't seen Sandy since I was a little kid, for something along the lines of thirty years, but my Da doing this show is a major childhood memory, and Sandy was such a swell guy that it really hit me that he was gone.
So much so that I dreamt about him for hours and hours. I dreamt that we were having his memorial service at the theatre where I just had my show, and people kept getting up and telling stories about him. The thing is, of course, that I doubt that any of these stories are really about Sandy Baron, and I wonder if I made them up or if they really happened to other people. I remembered two when I got up, but now I only remember one, that he was rolling around, having a fistfight with someone at a SAG Board meeting, when there were only two items on the agenda, one of which was about his continually getting into fistfights at SAG Board meetings. Now, did I make that up? Did it really happen to someone? I mean, I cannot imagine anyone having a fistfight at a SAG Hollywood Board meeting, but since the NY Board has been taken over by complete lunatics, I wouldn't put it past them.
I wish I could remember more of the dream, as the stories in it were funny, really funny, not dream funny. Anyway, rest in peace, Sandy, and don't get into fistfights in heaven.
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