Did I hear Melissa Ethridge covering Refugee on the radio this
morning? What’s up with that? π
Thank you all again for the bday wishes, and thank you, Jen for
sending your readers my way…I feel very much loved and appreciated!
Rand and I had dinner at Left Bank last night. I’d never been there
before, so that was a treat. I had a cheese tortellini with spinach,
roasted red peppers and mushrooms (ew) in a cream sauce. So, it was a
little bit rich. And I just ate around the mushrooms. π I also had
some tasty chicken and chorizo gumbo. I actually tasted okra! What’s
happening to me? π
We were supposed to see Hamlet on Friday night, which got cancelled
because of the rain. π It’s a curse. On Sunday, I got to meet Rand’s
brother Tim who lives in New York, and he’s great! He’s also a little
bit Rain Man…(kidding, but let me explain.)
He had this Billboard Top 40 book from like 1987, which he apparently
memorized when he was a teenager. Their other brother David pulled out
the book and started quizzing him, giving him an artist and song, and
Tim would tell him the top chart position, year, and number of weeks
on the chart.
Then he started just listing them. He’d be given an artist, say,
Olivia Newton John, and he’d just rattle off the hits. In order. It
was unreal. He could take this on tour, I swear. π
In other news, my stupid temp job is more boring than ever. I’m bored
out of my mind. Blah. I can’t wait until I’m not working here anymore
so I can tell all of my stupid stories. π