Monthly Archives: February 2013
I was introduced to a Seth MacFarlane show, “Family Guy”, by an ex-boyfriend. At first, I was completely repulsed by the show and questioned why I was seeing a guy who appreciated this questionable brand of humor. But I was magically transfixed. Despite the flagrant irreverence evident in the show, I learned to enjoy the humor. It was definitely an acquired taste.
When I found out that Seth MacFarlane was hosting the Oscars, I wondered how someone as “edgy” as he is could successfully reach the entire Oscar audience. The range in diversity is huge and his true following represents just a snippet of the people watching. Someone Read the rest of this entry
It’s so easy to say, “I’ll do it tomorrow” or “They don’t need me, somebody else will step up.”
These thoughts occurred to me when last weekend a good friend of mine, Buttons, went with me to a venue to see one of my oldest childhood chums play in his band.
I kept putting my buddy off and would say that I’d see him when his band lands a closer venue. However, recently, he accompanied me to see some of my other friends perform, just to keep me company so I wouldn’t have to go alone. Finally, the reality sunk in that I would have to trek out to the outer burbs to show my support for my chums’ band. It’s pretty lame not to make the effort, isn’t it?
The venue was amusing. The stage was in the dining room and the bar was to the right of the stage and the dance floor was the size of…YOUR dining room table, but people were having a GREAT time. Those people dancing were really in the moment and yes, the postage stamp dance floor was full! The female lead singer strolled through the bar, engaging the audience as she serenaded. And, it was Ladies’ Night…say no more.
The male lead singer loves his music and always had a smile on his face. As each song ended, I would utter a loud “WOO HOO” like you would hear on the Soul Train show, back in the day. People looked at me and I reminded them that a band was playing.
I sprang off my bar seat to Read the rest of this entry
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