So I’ll continue on with the “autumn of Picnic“, for those of you who enjoy consistency.
Part 1. The audition
Part 2. The callbacks, and getting in
Boyfriend mania. First meeting with the director.
I can’t help it – I’m gonna keep including the stuff I wrote surrounding the whole Picnic experience – because it was such a full rich time – and I was trying to juggle so much – I couldn’t JUST focus on the play. I was a senior in high school, I had to get good grades, I had a boyfriend (who HUGGED ME ON THE 7TH DATE – OH. MY. GOD.), and I also was going to be “on staff” at a religious retreat – which I was sooooooooo excited about. I had gone on this retreat myself, with my friends, and it had been amazing – and then I got asked to be “on staff”. Rehearsals hadn’t started yet – but they were coming. I’d be rehearsing every night. How I was going to manage to do all of this was … freaking me out. In a huge way.
These couple of entries are from the respite period before rehearsals started and my whole life changed. I had NO idea what was coming.
I was all stressed out about grades, and my boyfriend, and how I would juggle it all …
But the play I had just gotten cast in was a big unknown. I knew it would be a lot of work. But it wasn’t real to me yet. I knew no one in the cast. I didn’t know the director. I was leaping off the cliff into a totally new experience. And once I was THERE, once the whole thing started – a TON of stuff just shuffled naturally into place.
I couldn’t know that at the time I was writing these entries below, though. I was just anxious and worried and harassed. Trying to stay calm.
And whatever, I’m including a loooong description of one of my dates with the boyfriend – because I had COMPLETELY forgotten it until literally this morning- and at the time, it was just an absolutely HUGE experience … I hadn’t seen Casablanca yet – but it was like I suddenly found myself in Rick’s Cafe … you’ll see what I mean. I laughed out loud reading the whole experience and how BLOWN AWAY BY IT I WAS. Diary Friday fans, you will probably recall that my unrequited love during my junior year was the ever-present “DW”. Right? Well, “DW” makes an appearance here. “DW” had been a senior when I was a junior – so he had graduated and moved on to college – after completely SHATTERING me when he turned down my invitation to go to my prom. It was really my first experience with true heartache. Awful!!
Too funny – I’m a grown woman, and I’ve had a ton of crazy things happen to me – much crazier than what I describe in this journal entry – but … because I was so NEW to the whole “dating” world at that point, so new to basically everything … my astonishment at the experience just emanated off the page this morning when I read it – and my jaw dropped. I was like: “Holy shit … I totally forgot about this!!!” I re-lived it, through my own 17-year-old eyes. I love it when that happens.
Okay. Onward.
OCTOBER 8
Mere and I went shopping in Fall River. I bought some rhinestone clip-on earrings and Tom Cruise dark glasses. [bwahahahaha Tom Cruise!! “Risky Business” had just come out. Little did I know that Xenu had already captured his soul by this point.] I also bought some weird shoes. We had fun. I also memorized my Millie lines on the way up and back.
On Sautrday, I went over Kate’s. She lives right on a lake. I couldn’t stand the beauty of where she lives. All the leaves are flaming red or yellow and they float on the lake. Then, Kate and I sat on two rocks at the shore and fed two swans. Oh Diary, their beauty brought tears to my eyes. They were close enough to touch [But you didn’t touch them … did you? Timothy Treadwell?] Their necks and white white feathers. Kate and I sat silently for about a half-hour just watching them. One of them sort of stretched its neck way out and flapped out her feathers – almost lifting off the lake. I held my breath. Kate and I could hardly move. Their beauty hurt me. And they were so close to us and so incredibly beautiful and white. I could have watched them forever. They were eating the bread crumbs right at my feet. I’ve never been that close to a swan before. I never felt so one with nature. I felt a part of them.
I wonder how the swans saw us. What we looked like to them.
When that one swan stretched her whole body out and flapped her wings – I thought I was gonna die. I felt shivers all over me.
I felt so close to God. I can’t tell you how much I can’t WAIT for our retreat. Lisa T. – one of my favorite people in the world is ON STAFF! When I told Kate that, she started screaming, we both started crying and hugging.
Betsy is Rector. I hope that I can be to someone what others were for me. Ted. Sue. I’m praying – I want to be a channel of God’s peace for someone else. I can’t wait! Also – it’s gonna be in the middle of November – a November that’s going to be so crazy that I’m trying to block it out. I wish I could cancel my birthday. [hahahaha] I almost can’t bear the anticipation and just the thought of what it’s gonna be like. To be on staff with Kate – I really need it.
I had a great time at Kate’s. We just talked quietly on the shore about the swans and God and stuff. [hahahahaha]
Sometimes I feel like that Simon and Garfunkle song – The 6 O’Clock News – horrendous news being reported as Silent Night is sung in the background – that there are so many awful awful awful things going on today that are so unfair and terrible, but lying somewhere below it – we have to believe that there is good. Why does the bad always overshadow the good? I have to have faith. I mean – of course I have questions, and sometimes I even wonder, “What if we’re wrong? What if — we are wrong?” But I don’t believe it. I have faith. And I’m so glad I’m being given a chance to share this with others – the way people have shared it with me. I can’t wait. It’s gonna be incredible. What a birthday present.
Oh, and monumental news:
I weigh 120!! [hahahahahahahahahaha No segue. Faith, God’s love, weight loss … it’s all part of the same thing] I practically haven’t eaten since those auditions. I’m not hungry anymore. I don’t have time for breakfast and I never eat my sandwich at lunch. [Uhm, eating disorder?] And Diary – it’s not like it’s only a difference numerically on the scale – I can see it. I look better. When I wear my purple pedal pushers [bwahahahahahahahahaha] – I’ve been so used to (for so long) being mildly unsatisfied with my weight. I look okay now!
OCTOBER 9
Oh God. November. SATs, Drama Club play, retreat (much work), and – Picnic – plus getting good grades before grades close for seniors. I have to do it all. I can’t drop any of it.
Then there is also TS. That is what is making me so miserable. I’m just so worried all the time. All the time. I can’t even think about it. I don’t know how anyone can just naturally have a boyfriend. And have it not be a big deal. [I still don’t] I mean, I don’t think I could just casually have a boyfriend. I don’t know if it’s good or bad. It’s not like I’m thinking “Oh, I hope it all just settles itself, so that then we’re just ‘going out’ and it will be one less thing to worry about.” I don’t think that. It is more to think about. It is the heaviest load I am carrying right now.
OCTOBER 11
I can’t believe my life. I cannot believe what my life is. Why — what is this? All I can do is laugh. Things just happen to me. This is crazy. My life is unbelievable. I must rave like this. Wait til you hear. Why do these things keep happening to me?
I’m calmer than I was last night so let me just tell the night like it was and you will definitely know when I come to the unbelievable part. It’s so unbelievable that I can’t even think of what to say.
I walked up to the Union. I felt really cool. With my Tom Cruise glasses on. [Girl, one day it will SO not be appropriate to think that anything about Tom Cruise is “cool” – I know it’s hard to contemplate, but try to imagine yourself into the future … You’re not gonna believe what happens to that Risky Business boy!!] It’s idiotic I know, but the glasses are already one of my favorite possessions. Besides all my diaries, I mean. They make me look like a hood. [A hood in purple pedal pushers?]
The fall colors this year – autumn is so beautiful – all the orange or red – it was raining yellow leaves yesterday. TS and I were talking about this once. TS said, “I honestly think that people feel most at home in the time they were born.” We’re both November people! I think that’s right. I can’t wait till it gets cold and I can wear my sweaters and my mittens.
It started to get dusky as I walked, so I took off my glasses. [hahahaha I love how often I’m mentioning them.] I wasn’t even really nervous about the date – like I usually am – I was just looking forward to seeing him again.
I got to the Union – all these people were milling around waiting for the bus so I was just looking around – then I saw him sitting on this bench a ways away. We both saw each other, and I started over. He lay down on the bench to make me think I was late. Some people nearby saw this, and started laughing. Right then – as I started over to him, and this guy and girl saw him lie back, then looked at me, smiling at me as I trotted over to him – right then I got this strange outside-of-myself feeling – like being seen as being with TS – That does happen to me a lot.
We had an hour until the movie so we went into the Union and sat in the lounge. He brought his second draft of his script – he finished it! He wanted me to read it. So we sat there for an hour. I read the script. He read the TV section and pretended that he wasn’t watching me as I read it. The script is so funny. I’d think so if I didn’t know that TS had written it. Some of it made me laugh out loud. When I finished it, we sat and talked about his plans for filming. He said to me, “When is your play gonna be put on?” I said, “End of November.” and he said, “Oh – maybe you’ll want to auditoin for this.” I will! Does he want me to be in it? Me? [Sheila, stop doing that. He’s not better than you. Stop making yourself less than him. Thanks.]
Then we started over to the nursing building. [hahahaha what??? I think that that was where the “film noir” series was happening – I believe that that was what we were going to see …] It was dark by this time. The campus is so pretty. The movie was so good! I want to see it again! Uncle Harry. It was really good. Not so melodramatic as The Letter either – and funny too. A happy ending!
I was sitting next to him thinking: How do people go out with each other? I know it’s stupid. I did watch the movie but I was still aware of him. His big hands on his knees, his glasses glinting in the dark. I was aware of his breathing, for Pete’s sake! His chest rising and falling – I was just aware of him. I’m so confused. It’s so much fun being with TS – but especially since that night when he hugged me – I just don’t know what I’m feeling. I really don’t. I wish there was someway that I could know. How can you ever be sure that what you’re doing is true to how you feel? I mean – when he was hugging me – I suddenly felt like I loved him with every fiber of my being – and I do – but what does it all mean? Do I know what I’m doing? Am I behaving in a way that is true to how I actually feel? I wonder if I’m actually just not ready. Will I ever be ready? Will it come to me in a revelation someday, “Yes, Sheila. It is right.”
Okay – so the movie finished. We decided to walk back to my house – it was only 8:30 or so. We talked. He told me about some of Matt’s film projects – There were stories that were so funny that at times I had to just stop and let myself laugh. So funny. We were sort of just wandering around campus talking – and we were on some back street, down low in a valley – it was dark – these two guys were walking down the sidewalk towards us – so TS and I sort of stepped around them, but then one of those guys said, “Hey! TS!” TS stopped, looked at them, and said, “Hey!” I stopped, turned around, and saw that it was DW.
We have just reached the unbelievable part, by the way.
Yes. It was DW. Do you believe this? What are the chances of that happening? My heart honestly stopped beating. I could NOT MOVE. I was honestly just standing there, staring at DW, thinking:
“I cannot believe this.”
It wasn’t even traumatic or anything – just unbelievable – and in a way – very very funny. All I can say about the whole thing is: I can’t believe it. I think about it and I just want to LAUGH!
Okay. It was DW and DO (He also went to SK – he and DW were bosom buddies). I can’t believe my stupid life. Why do I keep wanting to laugh? Okay, so I saw that it was him. A photograph of me at that moment would have been entitled:
“Sheila O’Malley has turned to stone.”
There he was. There stood DW. And TS. And I was with TS. There are no words to express how I felt. I just stood there, as the two of them shook hands, and said, “Hi! How are you? How’ve you been?” Nobody looked at me yet. I finally just said, “Hi, DW.” He looked down at me – (what was he thinking??) – and then took a second look – a closer one – and said, “Sheila?” in this really surprised way. Then he said, really slowly, in this long drawn-out way, “God. You look … different ……….. You belong in college. You look like you’re in college.” [hmmmmmm] I stood there just smiling like a dopey jerk – but it still so thrilled me – to look at him again – to see his face again – having him look at me, see me, say my name like that. I mean, my heart aches – but he was impressed with what I looked like – the way he recognized me – like – “Sheila?”
And also – just the fact that I was with TS. It was just too funny to even be real – but I felt so on top of things. How can I expalin it except to say that it was unbelievable and hysterical? I’m so glad that I’m YOUNG. I feel very youthful right now – not juvenile – just very energetic, young, and full of hope. There was something about standing there, between those two men, everyone being all nice, and shaking hands, but with all this stuff going on underneath – that made me feel very young.
So the four of us stood there and talked for about 15 minutes. What was DW thinking? [I can tell you exactly what he was thinking. He was thinking: “Damn. She was a little girl when she had a crush on me. And now she’s skinny, she’s hanging out with a 19 year old guy, and she looks like she’s in college!! Hmmmm … I am now seeing Sheila in a whole new light!”] Whenever we looked in each other’s eyes – it’s like we know – because a lot has happened. A lot happened between us.
TS talked to DO and I talked to DW – I don’t think TS knows about DW and me. Oh brother, I feel so twisted up inside. I liked DW so much, and for so long, that I could easily start it up again. I’m not through liking him yet. [And I think, strangely enough, Sheila – just reading your description here: he’d be open to it now!! He wasn’t when you were 16 and he was 18 … but you could get him now! But that was never my destiny. With me, the timing is allllways off.] Even while I was standing there next to TS, my whole soul was screeching: “DW!!!” I felt so awful and confused.
DW asked me, “So how’s old SK doing?” I rolled my eyes and he grinned. “You can’t wait to get out, right?” I asked him how he liked college. He said so sincerely, “I love it so much, Sheila. You’ll love it, too.” He asked about the band. I told him that April was President. I couldn’t stand it. I was standing there talking with him again, looking at him, seeing him.. Once again – no wonder I loved him. He is so so nice. Just a nice nice person. I felt like I could talk to him forever. We always had good conversations.
And just the whole thing that – I was with TS. I was with TS. And DW was looking at us, taking it all in. I wish I was a mindreader. I wonder what was going on in his head. DW asked me if “there were any dramatic productions in the making”. I told him about Hans Christian Andersen – Then (oooh, I’m a sly devil) I said, “I’m in one here, too.” And he said, “No kidding! Good for you! Which one?” So I told him about Picnic (first rehearsal Saturday) – and he said, “Well, I’ll have to come see it.” [And you know what? He did. Unbelievable. Showed up unannounced, by himself, and waited for me after the show. I’m still amazed by this.]
Oh Diary. If only he had ceased to exist. This is hard. Now I can’t stop thinking about him.
Seeing him last night – it’s always hard when I run into him – but last night, I felt happy.
OCTOBER 12
I’m so glad this week is over. I’m out of it and I’m very ugly and depressed.
First rehearsal tomorrow. I’m shakin’ in my boots.
In my 37 years on the planet, this is the first time I’ve ever come across the term “pedal pushers.” I had to Google it. Were they big back then? I have absolutely no memory of them.
You know, your Diary Fridays always vanquish any minor thoughts I ever have about relaxing on blogging. I read your stuff and I want to bare everything.
You painted your life in such vivid colors … you have a treasure trove of your life. I never did this. I never kept a journal. I tried a couple of times and it always wound up being filled with bad prose, RPG scenarios and song lyrics.
just oustanding – can’t wait to read about how the play went – diary friday is a real treasure to read
mark – I wish I could block pedal pushers out!! I don’t know WHO they look good on, but certainly not someone with my body type.
I think they may actually be spelled “petal pushers” – or – was I right in my 17 year old spelling??
Looks like it’s University of Illinios for me!
I think I can see a thetan on his tougue…
Ray Ban most hold the award for the smartest product placement in marketing history
cullen –
so so so nice of you to say. Thank you. :)
I do read this stuff, though, and find it cringingly earnest and floridly emotional … Like I want to protect my fevered excitable younger self!!
JFH – I am totally gonna kill you for that link. I can’t stop laughing.
Kevin –
Thank you! I will continue on with the veritable CLIFFHANGER that was my senior year in high school. hahahaha
sheila —
this was my first time reading one of your diary fridays. never really got into them until now, and now, i wish i had. thanks so much for sharing! that age of life is just a couple years behind me [literally], and it reminds me of a lot of different things.
thanks : )
I’m pretty sure it was “pedal pushers” as in pants you could wear biking (and not get stuck in the chain)…
BTW, I thought girl looked much better in those than those awful culottes; I don’t remember them being attractive on any girl.
Nope, you were right — it’s “pedal.” They’re short so they won’t hamper your bicycle riding. My Google seach lead me to an article that compared pedal pushers, capris, clamdiggers, and pirate pants (A.K.A. Calypsos). The Internet is both a wonderful and scary place.
And lucky for us women:
Gauchos are back! As well as capri pants!
I literally SCOWL at display windows filled with gauchos. Gimme a BREAK.
And I always associate culottes with being a little kid – I wore them all the time when I was, like, 9 years old – but after that, I don’t remember having any. I always thought the actual name for them was “cool-offs” because you wore them in the summertime and they were cool and breezy.
Hah, beat Mark by 15 seconds!!… and don’t even let me get started on the subject of skorts!
JFH, sorry, but I am totally gonna have to get you started on skorts.
Uh, if I go down that slippery slope of discussing in detail my thoughts on women’s fashion, I think I’m gonna need Curly’s converstion kit…
I already know more about seasons, line plans, trims, colorways, pallets, etc. than an sexually insecure male heterosexual should!
Now, now. No worries here about that stuff. :)
I actually love it when straight men can discuss women’s fashions in a knowledgeable way – and tell us what they like and don’t like. As long as their answer isn’t “I only love women when they wear pasties and thongs” – then I think it’s very interesting to hear a male perspective. I love to get an outside eye on this stuff.
I mean, I willingly submitted to pedal pushers. What would have happened if I had just said NO!!
But if you don’t want to divulge your thesis statement on skorts, I completely understand.
Well, get rid of the pasties and we’ll be getting somewhere :)
Having two girls, I am learning more about women’s fashion than I ever thought I would. And Daughter #2 is naturally endowed with a fashion sense. I have more coming.
The skort is a godsend for little girls who can’t keep their panties from showing when wearing skirts.
hahahaha Yes, I can see how the skort would come in handy in that situation!!
having 3 girls – 2 of them very fashion consious, the littlest one (8 yrs) is more a pull out the drawer and if it fits wear it – though is bending to will of her older (9yr) sister and digging clothes. Skorts are a mandatory – me I don’t get clothes – that whole color scheme thing seems awfully arbitrary – but what do i know – my son and i just try to make sure there is no food stains visible
kevin, I could bend your ear on how various apparel companies decide on color schemes based on seasons to include how they test out new color combinations to the general public, but both you and I would probably be bored silly.
Fortunately, for me it’s a growth industry for the type of software I do consulting with…
i think Pedal pushers are only appropriate for Laura Petry and Samantha Stevens…im know, as a sexullay insecure gay man,that i notice hot women too much..but those ladies,in their day..wow…hot…the hottest? what do the str8 boys think..hottest chicks from our childhoods of TV? Mary Tyler Moore(Dick Van Dyke era)…Elizabeth Montgomery? Barbara Eden? Tina Louise??
The names, Mitchell! Oh, the names!! Love it!!
I think Elizabeth Montgomery was a real cutie-pie myself.
wow..my typing sucks..i apologize to all involved.
hahahahaha
It’s so weird, mitchell – to read this stuff – and know that as I was strolling around campus wiht my beau – you were there somewhere, hanging out with Luisa and Jackie and Liz and Emily – was Emily in your life by then??
Like … so weird to realize that there was a time when I did not know you.
im bias..because Elizabeth Montgomery was an obsession for me…to this day..i cant pass an episode of Bewitched.
i know…no..i met Emily the semester we had Kimber’s class together…of course..i knew u way before u knew me..stalker alert!!
I am so flattered that you stalked me before you knew me. It’s so sweet.
You could bend my ear but on some kind of elemental level I just don’t get it – if i had a nickel for everytime i came down and was sent back up to change because i broke some cardinal fashion rule
mitchell, Laura Petry: YOU BET! I don’t remember “Sam” wearing pedal pushers but your the expert.
Angie Dickinson in her heyday might have looked good in pedal pushers.
oh Angie Dickinson!!! god she was hot…i loved when Pepper (her Police Woman character) would have to dress as a whore to catch a perp!!! Weird that a gay boy would grow wood for so many ladies..Ann-Margaret in her heyday as well!! and JFH…i think Laura Petry was perfect! funny, sexy,goofy,loving…fuck! im str8!
And of course Audrey Hepburn looked faaaaaaabulous in them.
And please: Pepper!!! Remember Pepper??
sheila..did i just say “grow wood” on ur blog??? i have noooo boundaries.
Yeah, you did. You so did.
I take back my invitation for you to stay with me next week, mkay???
Pepper rocks..they keep releasing all these old shows on DVD..where is Police Woman..remember Earl Holliman was her boss…loved him…loved 70’s cops! I had a wicked sexual crush on Wojo from Barney Miller…big, dumb,sweet and muscle’y.
Whoops hit post before I was ready:
Never had a crush on “Jeannie” (I do however have an autograph of Sidney Sheldon and “Dr. Bellows” when they visited my Middle School at Clark Air Base in the Phillipines in 1974)…
And like many of us now admit, “Ginger” was a little too intimidating for me, I was a “Mary Ann” guy
ill try not to grow wood while we are rockin out to Helen Reddy and Olivia Newton-John!!!!
I read some interview with Angie Dickinson – and she talked about her first day of filming for the abysmal Even Cowgirls Get the Blues. She seemed so down to earth and snarky – it made me laugh out loud.
She said, “My first day of filming did not go well. I had to be tied up to a chair, and I was way too fat for the dress I was wearing. I felt awful.”
It was so honest!!
JFH – I think the world of men can be split up quite neatly into “Ginger guys” and “MaryAnn guys”. It’s quite a good litmus test!
As a young girl, Ginger intimidated me … and I liked the Professor … so I threw myself in with the MaryAnn camp.
that makes sense.. a gay boy would be drawn to the excess of Ginger but a str8 boy might be kow-ed by too much va-va-voom at that age..see… that’s why i posed the question to my str8 brothers.
Okay, you got your gay “cred” back… Helen Reddy? Um… no..
But Angie Dickenson in “Rio Bravo”! Hot, hot, hot!
Jean Seberg looked wonderful in pedal pushers as well.
You have to be either waif-y and French-y or voluptuous (yet with a teeny waist – very important) to wear those damn things and look good.
I love how often Helen Reddy is coming up here … didn’t Lisa bring her up yesterday, Mitchell?? The days are blending together now.
And yes: Angie in Rio Bravo: HOT HOT HOT!!
Oh, and speaking of gay, how about a young Susan St. James with Rock Hudson in “McMillan and Wife”.
JFH…to quote the gay icon…bette midler used to say..”thank God Helen Reddy sang I am Woman..because who could tell?!”..haha..mean but funny!
hahahahahaha I never heard that quote before …
JFH..the fact that u just referenced Susan St James is enough to garner my eternal loyalty and brotherhood!!!
How about Diana Rigg?
And I don’t know about you guys – but I was always a little creeped out by all the sisters on Eight is Enough …
Did any of you all have crushes on any of them? Or was it just me who was creeped out?
Good choice, again, don’t remember Mrs. Peel or Mrs. Bond wearing petal pushers though.
ooohh Emma Peel in a black leather catsuit…im str8 again! damnit!..but then there is teh question of Julie Newmar or Eartha Kitt as the real Catwoman..Lee Merriwether is shit out of luck!
ahahahhaaa…the sisters on eight is enough!!??? all sexless fool…only Abby the step mom and david’s wife had any sex appeal!
Nobody could hold a candle to Ralph Macchio on that show, anyway – but I just wondered.
Something about the sisters and their bug eyes and their spiky eyelashes freaked me out.
i wish Ralph could get work..i think he’s really good..also our favorite “i wish she would work more” actress…Mary Kay Place… was wonderful on Grey’s Anantomy last week..did u see?
Lee Merriwether never did anything for me either (every notice that she never seemed to have date on Barnaby Jones? Working for your dead husband’s father probably isn’t psychologically healthy).
But if we’re gonna pick former Miss America’s I’d pick Vannessa Williams, Phyllis George and Mary Ann Mobley (in that order) over Ms. Merriwether
Mitchell – no! I didn’t see it.
I’m sorry – what I’m about to say is kinda out there: but I think Mary Kay Place is one of the best and most undersung actresses in the business.
She is just damn FANTASTIC. I am ALWAYS glad to see her show up – she has a recurring part on Big Love as well, Mitchell!!
Mary Kay Place – the only good thing that came from “Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman”
Just – her part in Big Chill – I love to watch some of the group scenes in that movie, and just watch HER. Even if she has no lines, or no big moments – she’s always just totally alive. When she gets totally stoned at the funeral and has to leave? hahahahaha
I was a PA on a movie starring Louise Lasser.
Random.
there is a small indy film about Mormons called Latter Days..it’s so-so..but moving…and Mary Kay has a couple of amazing scenes as a mom of one of the boys…JFH..u keep upping the stakes with the Mary Hartman reference! love ur brain!
What’s the deal with Mary Kay scooping up all these Mormon parts? Weird, huh??
did she play a mormom before?
Well – she’s on Big Love right now. She plays Chloe Sevigny’s mom.
cool…love them both!
Continuing to veer the conversation more off-topic:
Saw Jeanne Tripplehorn, Chloe (to lazy to map the umlaut over the “e”) Sevigny, Ginnifer Goodwin and Bill Paxton on the View a few days ago. After an interesting comment by Meredith Viera (I bet she looked good in pedal pushers back in the day), on how they were known more for “movies” than “TV” (which isn’t quite true for Goodwin due to her stint on Ed)
Then, Joy Behar, who hasn’t been funny in years, actually asks, Chloe Sevigny how she felt about “going down” on her co-star in The Brown Bunny. It was so “tastefully”(NOT) asked that I swear there must have been dead air for about 5 seconds until Elisabeth Hasselbeck (who also would look good in pedal pushers) artfully changed the subject.
BTW, I NEVER want to see Starr Jones in pedal pushers… EVER
Man. What a cringe-worthy moment!!
I actually would like to ask her the same question, only I would ask it much more tactfully. I would say, instead:
WTF WERE YOU THINKING????? WHY DID YOU AGREE TO DO THAT?????
In other news: Starr Jones annoys me so much.
i heard about that!! i heard Paxton got them out of the morass…a friend was a co-host on the show once and she said that Joy and Meredith were cool..but Star was definitely not and that Barbara was “prickly at best”!!! ha
Am I insane or was Goodwin Johnny Cash’s wife in Walk the Line? Didn’t she just have some big part in some big movie?
I actually thought she was terrible – in whatever movie it was I saw her in. Very very presentational obvious work. I feel the same way about what she’s doing in Big Love.
But for some reason, I can’t place where I saw her before.
Yep, she played Johnny Cash’s first wife… I thought she was pretty good on “Ed” but I’m not the best judge on actors.
Maybe it was just her part in Walk the Line – you know, she had to be the weepy wife who pressured him to give up his dreams, and gave him glaring looks from the house while he played the guitar on the porch …
I just thought she played it really obviously. But the part was kinda obvious and cookie-cutter-ish.
UGH!!! STAR JONES!!! Can’t she do us all a favor and diet herself into oblivion??
“I’m out of it and I’m very ugly and depressed”. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA No words can describe how funny that one line is.
Also, do you THINK he came to the show because he was INTO you?? HUH?? HUH?? What did he have to do- fly a plane through the sky trailing a banner stating, “Hey, Sheila- I like you.” Hmm…come to think of it….
beth – hahahaha at that point, I think I would have needed some air-writing in the sky or something … but I do believe I could have had him, if I decided to get him. But that concept was so foreign to me at the time!!!
I still remember him standing shyly in the lobby at the Fine Arts Center, waiting for me to come out, and we chatted for about 5 minutes, and then off he went back to his dorm or whatever.
so wierd!
Now I feel “very ugly and depressed”
hahahahahahahaha
Ahhhh, you kill me. I wish you could see yourself the way others see you. Definitely not ugly and depressed. PS I vaguely remember the retreat that Betsy was rector of. Was it at St. Domenic Savio like the one we went on?? Why do I not remember??? Was I there? hah ahahhaha
I actually ended up having to drop out – because I just couldn’t do it all. There were conflicts with Happening meetings and Picnic rehearsals and … I had to drop out. This will be covered in a later Diary Friday. I was so upset about it!!! But something had to go!!