Phyllis Diller was a true original.....unfortunately her stab at a network television series was pretty lame - the premise was not a good fit for her.....and it was....well not very funny.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=--fk7HzTipI&feature=related
My late friend John was president of one of her fan clubs - and I met her with him when she did a show in Indy way back in the 20th century.....she was a most entertaining lady quite unlike her public persona....at least with us.
And the word of the day is: NAFF!
Jrand - Is "approaching funny" anything like "reaching nirvana" perhaps?
I returned home late last night to the report that Phyllis Diller passed away.
I was sad to hear of the passing of Phyllis Diller. I had the opportunity to meet her twice both working on the Julie Amato show in Canada. It was education watching her perform. Even had drinks after the show. It was during a break in the taping where the director Stan Jacobson asked her for a joke and she proceeded to tell the dirtiest joke I ever heard. I was sitting on a stool in the control booth and I literally fell off it. Afterwards I asked her about the joke and she told me that was the kind of humor women had to do in order to get noticed. But she refined her act to the one that we all know and love. And by fluke I found the show> Apr 5, 1977 - Julie Amato and Phyllis Diller spoof Mother Goose. Julie sings "You Make Me Feel like Dancing" and "What Are You Doing the Rest of Your Life?"
Phyllis Diller was a true original.....unfortunately her stab at a network television series was pretty lame - the premise was not a good fit for her.....and it was....well not very funny.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=--fk7HzTipI&feature=related
My late friend John was president of one of her fan clubs - and I met her with him when she did a show in Indy way back in the 20th century.....she was a most entertaining lady quite unlike her public persona....at least with us.
Whilst driving around in the motor, I noticed that the sound from the stereo was coming through on only one of the two speakers. A bit of Googling indicated that this was a common fault and was due to the wiring between the car and door having snapped (all that opening and closing the door). I was able to reconnect the snapped wires by adding some speaker cable wrapped with insulating tape. Simple, but it did the trick. Being useless at fixing anything to do with cars, I now feel quite proud of myself.
One of my favorite hotels had a name right out of a comedy routine. It was called THE Hotel in Las Vegas
http://www.mandalaybay.com/accommodations/thehotel/
Which hotel are you going to?
THE Hotel.
Yeah I know you;re going to the hotel, but which hotel?
THE Hotel.
But it was a great hotel!!!!!! And great prices when we went. Which is why my value-minded family chose it.
Thanks for the pics DR CHAS SMITH!!! Great.
In the "Wow, I hadn't heard that department," Rosie O'Donnell is recovering from a heart attack that sounds very similar to the one I had 2 years ago.
Now horrible hotels/motels -- there are many stories about those. Oy.
Strangest experience:
This didn't happen at a hotel, but on one of my trips to the Omega Institute, I checked in and went to my cabin to await my duffle bag to be delivered. I waited and waited and waited but no bag. I finally went to guest services and told them my bag had not shown up yet. They said they would investigate and to come back in an hour. When I came back into the office, I spotted my distinctive green and purple canvas bag laying on the floor. Even though the guest services woman was shouting "No! No! THat's not your bag!", I still stooped down to open the main compartment and found--ladies underwear. And a lot of other stuff that wasn't mine. It took me a while to wrap my mind around what the guest services woman was telling me: that a woman from NYC had just checked out of the same cabin that I was now staying in and that she had a duffle bag identical in make and color to mine. Of course, she had already made it back to her place in the city before she realized she had the wrong bag and she couldn't drive back until the next morning (Omega is about 90 miles up river from NYC.) A bit of an inconvience for me, but I still thought it was an amazing coincidence.
DR ChasSmith - thank you so much for the recording session photos! Wish we could have been there...
Strange, indeed.Strangest experience:
This didn't happen at a hotel, but on one of my trips to the Omega Institute, I checked in and went to my cabin to await my duffle bag to be delivered. I waited and waited and waited but no bag. I finally went to guest services and told them my bag had not shown up yet. They said they would investigate and to come back in an hour. When I came back into the office, I spotted my distinctive green and purple canvas bag laying on the floor. Even though the guest services woman was shouting "No! No! THat's not your bag!", I still stooped down to open the main compartment and found--ladies underwear. And a lot of other stuff that wasn't mine. It took me a while to wrap my mind around what the guest services woman was telling me: that a woman from NYC had just checked out of the same cabin that I was now staying in and that she had a duffle bag identical in make and color to mine. Of course, she had already made it back to her place in the city before she realized she had the wrong bag and she couldn't drive back until the next morning (Omega is about 90 miles up river from NYC.) A bit of an inconvience for me, but I still thought it was an amazing coincidence.
Wow...very strange!
My luck with New York hotels (excluding the aforementioned Rihga) is that near the entrance, I will invariably encounter a lady of the evening who will ask me if I want a shave. This has happened at three separate hotels. I wonder if I'm the subject of some type of profiling.
Strangest experience:
This didn't happen at a hotel, but on one of my trips to the Omega Institute, I checked in and went to my cabin to await my duffle bag to be delivered. I waited and waited and waited but no bag. I finally went to guest services and told them my bag had not shown up yet. They said they would investigate and to come back in an hour. When I came back into the office, I spotted my distinctive green and purple canvas bag laying on the floor. Even though the guest services woman was shouting "No! No! THat's not your bag!", I still stooped down to open the main compartment and found--ladies underwear. And a lot of other stuff that wasn't mine. It took me a while to wrap my mind around what the guest services woman was telling me: that a woman from NYC had just checked out of the same cabin that I was now staying in and that she had a duffle bag identical in make and color to mine. Of course, she had already made it back to her place in the city before she realized she had the wrong bag and she couldn't drive back until the next morning (Omega is about 90 miles up river from NYC.) A bit of an inconvience for me, but I still thought it was an amazing coincidence.
Perhaps we will be "approaching funny" once again.
That's Entertainment!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mW7YLBXauWc
Now horrible hotels/motels -- there are many stories about those. Oy.
There was the time when the maid let herself in at 3:00 am and woke me up to tell me I shouldn't be in that room (she was Miss Informed.)
Well, I had a little adventure at the Y today. My combination lock, which I bought at Target when we joined the Y 3 months ago, was sticking a bit yesterday and took a couple of tries to open it. Same thing today when I finished my workout and got into my locker to get my shower stuff. After my shower, I could not open the lock even with multiple tries. Several other people tried and finally we had to have it cut off by 2 of the young lady staffers and a very muscular young man named Chris. It was very embarrassing and now I have to buy a new lock.
Well, I had a little adventure at the Y today. My combination lock, which I bought at Target when we joined the Y 3 months ago, was sticking a bit yesterday and took a couple of tries to open it. Same thing today when I finished my workout and got into my locker to get my shower stuff. After my shower, I could not open the lock even with multiple tries. Several other people tried and finally we had to have it cut off by 2 of the young lady staffers and a very muscular young man named Chris. It was very embarrassing and now I have to buy a new lock.
Sounds like the plot of a musical to me!
In the "Wow, I hadn't heard that department," Rosie O'Donnell is recovering from a heart attack that sounds very similar to the one I had 2 years ago.
Car is booked, I'm mostly packed, so I can relax for an hour or so before starting the notes. I don't really have to get up till nine-thirty, and then I'll Fed Ex my chocolate licorice and then relax till the car picks me up at eleven-fifteen.
Best experience: Teh Netherlander in Cincinnati
Worst: Super 8 in Butte, MT
When I lived in San Diego county many moons ago, my then-boyfriend and I used to like to drive to the little mountain town of Julian. We discovered a most intriguing B&B there. Our first stay was rather conventional, ie, we stayed in the main house. However, there was a large tree in the rear of the house and they had built a tree house into it. No insulation, so it could get very hot or very cold. No bathroom--you had to come into the main house. Not really all that comfortable, but very fun. One night was enough. We had had our little adventure and then opted for comfort.I loved Julian. Apple Country!
Keith & I each got a new keyboard & mouse today. We picked out the same one. It is nice not to have them sticking all the time. Keith also got a new computer.
We went to Best Buy which is near Falcon Northwest where Keith buys his computers & since I reminded him I really need a new keyboard he remembered he did as well. Of course now I don't have an excuse for typo's.
We went to Best Buy which is near Falcon Northwest where Keith buys his computers & since I reminded him I really need a new keyboard he remembered he did as well. Of course now I don't have an excuse for typo's.
DR Jane - You now have a new excuse for typos as you get used to your new keyboard. ;)