Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Confessions of a Chocoholic Fanilow
Part 2 of The Lying Game Dear Friends,
With great apprehension and shame, I heretofore make the following confessions:
1) The Jack Black scenario is true! He was a sweet, quirky, little Jewish kid. We grew up in the same small, middle class district of Los Angeles called Westchester. If you've been to the LA Airport, you've been there. I'm ashamed that I made fun of him behind his back. Sorry again, Jack. If it helps any, my nephew loves you on the Wubbzy show.
2) The date stories are true. He picked up salsa from the table with his fingers and ate it. He ran for a cab in Harvard Square, where there were only 128 to choose from. He was kinda cute, though, so I was a bit disappointed in his etiquette (lack thereof) and priorities (lack thereof).
3) The shame. The shame. Can we just move on? Yeah, go about your business. Visit other blogs. This post is way too long, anyway..Hey, you're still here. Insert deep, heavy sigh. Okay, okay: I.threw.out.chocolate. Please don't dessert (pun intended) me. Actually, I wouldn't blame you if you did. (Sorry, Kal and Marlene, and the universe. I know. I know. The shame is without end. I tell you.)
4) Yes, I dressed like a hippie/pothead for a Halloween work party. Can you believe nobody accepted a brownie from me? As Alex pointed out, a gay man in a dress is not necessarily out-of-character. That's why I'm still embittered that I lost the title. Truth is, I have not ever smoked anything. I did get close to a marijuana plant, as Copyboy pointed out, only for the sake of a good Jamaican photo opportunity.
5) ***TS and Kelley***YOU ARE THE WINNERS! YOU BOTH GUESSED THAT THIS ONE IS NOT TRUE. I did NOT pose as Justin Bieber for Halloween. Phew! Um, well, I did revert to my 'ole Thomas the Train costume! It's true, Kelley. It's a large kids' costume that I've worn proudly these past two Halloweens. Hey, I get good chocolate in that thing. Plus, I like non-sinister kiddie stuff. Please forgive me. Please?
6) And now, join me in a rousing round of Barry Manilow's Copacabana, my favorite karaoke tune. I did warn you that my singing sucks, so just sing louder than me. We'll all be fine. YouTube - Copacabana Sing-Along
Finally, I'm passing this game over to our very own Baygirl, TS (Sorry to seemingly punish a winner, TS. You're just so darn creative), and proud Fanilow, MidWesternMamaHolly. Have fun with it, should you accept the challenge.
I'll just sit and stare at the screen now, anxiously awaiting your exclamations of shock and horror. Otherwise, just go about your business. Play it cool, and act like you don't know me. xo