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Church Bulletin Bloopers

*  Miss Charlene Mason sang, "I will not pass this way again," giving obvious pleasure to the congregation.

*  Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house. Don't forget your husbands.

* The sermon this morning: "Jesus Walks on the Water" The sermon tonight: "Searching for Jesus"  

* The Rector will preach his farewell message after which the choir will sing "Break Forth into Joy."  

* A bean supper will be held on Tuesday evening in the church hall. Music will follow.  

* The senior choir invites any member of the congregation who enjoys sinning to join the choir.  

* Scouts are saving aluminum cans, bottles, and other items to be recycled. Proceeds will be used to cripple children.  

* The ladies of the Church have cast off clothing of every kind. They may be seen in the basement on Friday afternoon.  

* Low Self Esteem Support Group will meet Thursday at 7 PM. Please use the back door.  

LUB DEM TYPOS! :-)

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It was fun, by the way-- to redo the role of Melissa in Love Letters.

We had a whopping crowd of 21 at the Sunday matinee when I performed, but no one threw tomatoes.  Thank you, Peter, for coming!  Channel 3 TV came, as well, and filmed the last bit for a 10PM "local" feature.  Guess who forgot to tune into the news?  Ah well.  Probably a good thing--I'd not like my performance if I saw it recreated, I imagine.  Carl was grand.  I was adequate.  Most of the time my mouth worked. Maybe I'll do it again in 8 years.  It is a fave.

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1. Which of the following do you trust more:  a politician, a televangelist, a lawyer, a reporter, or a doctor?
by process of elimination, a reporter; I have no use for the other 4, but might trust a lawyer marginally more than a politician, televangelist or doctor.

2. What's the last song you liked enough that you actually took the time to look up the lyrics?
"Two of Us," Beatles

3. Which deceased relative would you most like to spend one more afternoon with?
Oh no, I'm not going there.

4. What is your preferred brand for:
a) toothpaste:  Mentadent with peroxide
b) soap: Oil of Olay
c) shampoo:  whatever's on sale
d) laundry detergent: Tide with bleach alternative

5. What is your favorite poem?
Probably e.e. cummings' "somewhere i have never traveled"

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which I cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with colour of its countries, rendering
death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes isdeeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

6. READER'S CHOICE QUESTION#25 from Tara: How did your parents select your first name? Were you named after aparticular friend/relative/fictional character or did they just likethe name?
I was almost Bonnie, which I would have preferred when I was very young, but decided I actually liked my given name when I imagined that I was named after the silent Film Actress, Heather Angel.  Actually, it was just a very Scottish name. 'Fraid I don't use it much.

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(it's a joke, people!)

2. As you grow older, what lost quality of your youthful life do you miss the most?
a. Innocence.
b. Idealism.
c. Cherry bombs.  

4. What about hugging another male?
a. If he's your father and at least one of you has a fatal disease.
b. If you're performing the Heimlich maneuver. (And even in this case, you should repeatedly shout: "I am just dislodging food trapped in this male's trachea! I am not in any way aroused!")
c. If you're a professional baseball player and a teammate hits a home run to win the World Series, you may hug him provided that (1) He is legally within the basepath, (2) Both of you are wearing protective cups, and (3) You also pound him fraternally with your fist hard enough to cause fractures.  

 6. In your opinion, the ideal pet is:
a. A cat.
b. A dog.
c. A dog that eats cats.  

9. One weekday morning your wife wakes up feeling ill and asks you to get your three children ready for school. Your first question to her is:
a. "Do they need to eat or anything?"
b. "They're in school already?"
c. "There are three of them?"  

12. What is the human race's single greatest achievement?
a. Democracy.
b. Religion.
c. Remote control.  

Click Here for ALL 12: http://www.strangecosmos.com/content/item/21692.html

It is so unlike me to engage in men-bashing.  And you've heard these, but I laughed.  Hope you did too.

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My friend Carl came over the other night to borrow my SIGNED copy of A.R. Gurney's Love Letters since he has decided to present the play in hopes of reviving Monticello Theatre Association.  He and I played the two characters in a Merely Players production in 1996.  I told him I was miffed I wasn't asked to be his leading lady again. 

"So," he replied, "what performance do you want?  Friday, Saturday, or Sunday?"

"WHEN?" respondeth I.

"October 8,9, or 10th,"  sayeth Carl.

So I chose Sunday the 10th! 

If you aren't familiar with this play, it opened in 1989 in NYC, and the minute I heard about it, I applied for the wait list to produce it as an amateur group.  I think we may have been the first in the area to get production rights.  I cast four different couples as the two "pen pals for life" on two consecutive weekends, and we made enough from ticket sales to award a scholarship to a deserving Speech Teamer!  A.R. Gurney is probably my favorite playwright, easily surpassing Neil Simon in the "produceability" ranking.  and this play, particularly, cannot get any easier: in the words of the author, "needs no theatre, no lengthy rehearsal, no special set, no memorization of lines, and no commitment from its two actors beyond the night of performance."

Now, I guess I need to find out what time this perfromance is on 10/10, eh?

I found this little tidbit interesting.  Perhaps you will, too:

When asked what brought about the script, Love Letters, A.R. Gurney responded, "Actually, I wasn't trying to write a play at all. I always used to write all my plays on a typewriter. Finally, a few years ago, I broke down and bought a computer. But I didn't know how to use the word processing software. So I sat down at the computer and decided to teach myself how."

Rather than typing mindless exercises about quick red foxes jumping over lazy brown dogs, Gurney started writing letters. He wrote letters back and forth between two fictional characters. Gradually, they took on a life of their own.

"When the characters started speaking to me I realized I would need to stay with it and see the story through," he said. By the time he'd finished, he was a master of word processing. He also had the working draft of what we now know as Love Letters, only he thought it was a short story. "So when I finished it I sent it off to The New Yorker for possible publication," he said. "But they rejected it. They wrote me a letter saying they were sorry, but they didn't publish plays." It was a "Eureka!" moment, the discovery of something previously unseen. "I thought to myself, 'This isn't a play, but maybe it will work as one,"' Gurney said. "So I began reworking it a little (it didn't take much) to make it fit the stage."

It also didn't take much time to take off as a hit. Love Letters has proven to be one of the most enduring and beloved works of the playwright.

OH!?? and the the last play I was in?  Sylvia, by none other than... A. R. Gurney.

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Sunday Brunch via DanielleD1

http://journals.aol.com/danielled1/Everybodyknows/entries/538

 

Coffee          

 

1.    Regular joe, fancy frothy stuff, or none at all?  Just Joe

 

2.    Decaf or regular? REGULAR, she shouts.  What the hell is the point of decaf?  Coffee = caffeine.  Are ya nuts?

 

3.    Do you know how to make a good pot of coffee?  Who taught you? I think so.  First learned on a fearsome contraption handed down from my parents that used a vaccuum.  Great coffee until the seal wore out and the grounds were sucked into the brew.  Now, I only trust Chemex and Chemex filters.  No percolators or Mr. Coffees or Bunns for me, although those Restaurant deals work alright.  The secret is no boiling.

 

4.    Coffee breath – good or bad thing?  Okay by me!  I like coffee that much!

 

5.    If you were a coffee, what would your name and description be?  Heavenly Heather, short and to the point with a hint of sass... DO NOT DILUTE!

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  1. If you could give your journal a content rating, which would you select:  G, PG, PG-13, R, or NC-17? EAOR = "Enter at Own Risk"

2. Are you left handed or right handed?  Right-handed.  Do you wish you were the opposite? I do.  They say Lefties are the creative ones, but I am glad to be right handed when I have to use a pair of scissors.

3. What is the last play you saw performed live in a theater?
Murder at the Howard Johnson's, a pretty cute farce done as dinner theatre-- Well, other than the one I directed this summer...

4. Your bank gives you the opportunity to send them a photo which they will make into personal checks for you?  What single photo would you most likely send? 
If you mean for photo ID purposes, the one in Cyberdancing right now. (color rendition is above)  But if you mean any photo at all?  Oh my... I'd like a collection of Kat's done as watermarks--and I'd still have trouble narrowing the choices down to 25 different ones.  But see, then I'd never want to write out any checks for fear of marring their beauty. Then again, it seems the format would work well with those panorama shots Joe took at Disney World and in Prague.  Those'd be cool.  I mostly want someone richer's checkbook.  

5. What character from the original "Star Trek" do you most identify with? Sulu-- he always seemed so in control.  heh heh heh

6. READER'S CHOICE QUESTION #23 from Heather:  What secret urge do you have, but never act on? Flirting with the youngsters at school.  Well, I wouldn't say never... So, let's say... tell the administrators what I really think. I dunno, I act on a lot of my urges.  The secret ones won't be secret anymore if I tell, now, will they?

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- 1st Graders Complete Proverb Assignment
A first grade teacher collected old, well known proverbs. She gave each kid in her class the first half of a proverb, and had them come up with the rest:

As you shall make your bed so shall you... mess it up.

Better to be safe than... punch a 5th grader.

Strike while the... bug is close.

It's always darkest before... daylight savings time.

Never underestimate the power of... termites.

You can lead a horse to water but... how?

Don't bite the hand that... looks dirty.

No news is... impossible.

A miss is as good as a... Mr.

You can't teach an old dog new... math.

If you lie down with the dogs, you'll... stink in the morning.

Love all, trust... me.

The pen is mightier than the... pigs.

An idle mind is... the best way to relax.

Where there's smoke, there's... pollution.

Happy the bride who... gets all the presents!

A penny saved is... not much.

Two's company, three's... the Musketeers.

Don't put off tomorrow what... you put on to go to bed.

Laugh and the whole world laughs with you, cry and... you have to blow your nose.

Children should be seen and not... spanked or grounded.

If at first you don't succeed... get new batteries.

You get out of something what you... see pictured on the box.

When the blind leadeth the blind... get out of the way.

There is no fool like... Aunt Eddie.

Why not complete your own like Debi did?

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Most everybody's asleep in Grover's Corners.  There are a few lights on: Shorty Hawkins, down at the depot, has just watched the Albany train go by.  And at the livery stable somebody's setting up late and talking.-- Yes, it's clearing up.
There are the stars--doing their old, old criss-cross in the skies.  Scholars haven't settled the matter yet, but they seem to thing there are no living beings up there.  Just chalk--or fire.  Only this one is straining away, straining away all the time to make something of itself.  The strain's so great that every sixteen hours everybody lies down and gets a rest.
Hmm--- Eleven o'clock in Grover's Corners.  Everybody's resting in Grover's Corners.  Tomorrow's going to be another day.  You get a good rest too.

Goodnight.

~~Stage Manager, Our Town by Thornton Wilder, 1938

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