not meredith wilson list


Subject: not meredith wilson list
JLSnoop@aol.com
Date: Tue Dec 12 2000 - 12:07:58 GMT


Hi everybody,

    I saw The Music Man myself (three Ms) a few weeks ago with my mom,
because it was her birthday. There was this man and women sitting next to me
whose relation I couldn’t figure out because they had about a forty year age
difference and looked nothing alike. First the guy asked if it was a new
play, "or what." I had a minor stroke right there. Then both him and the
woman talked about how they didn’t know who had wrote the play for about five
minutes. She loudly decided to find out by flipping through the play bill
for another ten. Everytime she slapped down a page, I just wanted to turn
around and tell them. But then again, if I did I wouldn’t have been able to
comfortably sit next to them for the next two hours.
    And here’s another gripe: why do people have to clap at every goddam
thing? It’s okay after a song or scene, but you don’t have to start hooting
like the queen of england just walked in the room every time a new piece of
furniture gets wheeled in.
    I felt like it wasn’t my mom I was sitting next to at all, but Sally
Hayes.

Jake
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