2005-09-06 ~ 4:14 p.m.

Updatin' All Proper

I saw George Lucas at my work the other day. That was incredibly awesome. I couldn't even find it in myself to go up and say hello. All I did as I passed him and realization hit who he was, I clutched my heart and managed to not fall down a la Redd Foxx. I swore it was the big one.

Mr. Lucas is a lot shorter than the 100'2" that I thought he was. I'd say 5'9" on a good day.

I've been watching the show "Situation Comedy" on Bravo that me and my Co-Otter were wrongly not called for. They don't know what they're missing.

But seriously, I don't think we would have ever..........EVER....ever ever ever been able to deal with what those writers are dealing with. Sure, I took theatre in high school, but in all reality, I'm a casino dealer, she's a lawyer, we are so intensely green when it comes to the entertainment industry, no matter how much reality teevee we watch, we just wouldn't have had a clue as to what we were supposed to be doing there.

So we would have drunk.... a bunch. And I'd bet that would have been frowned upon. Squares.

My comedy is inching along. Um. More millimetering along. Atom-ing along? It's going slow is what I'm trying to say.

HOWEVER!!

I bought a ton of comedy CD's for me to listen and learn from. (Did you know Woody Allen did stand up?)Suuuuuuure some people would call it procrastination. But it's procrastination with a purpose.

Speaking of porpoises...the hubby and I are going on yet-another cruise next month. This time our boat is hitting Cabo San Lucas, Mazatlan, and Puerto Vallarta. I heart cruises. I laaaaaaaahv it when we're cruisin' together.

I have feelings about the Hurricane Katrina aftermath. I have feelings about it all becoming racial. I also have feelings about Bush putting his boy in as Chief Justice. But that's not why you come here.

Not real sure why you come here, but yet you keep doing it.

Oh, by the way, does anyone have about $5K I can borrow-have? I want this. She's even coming to my hometown, so it's not like I need to worry about airfare and lodging.

A piece of my Americana has bowed out and said good-bye. Las Vegas' Scandia Family Fun Center has sold out to investor's because of it's prime piece of real estate. It's our ONLY miniature golf place that stood the test of time only to be snatched up by the greedy clutches of corporate America. What's that you say? Scandia is part of corporate America? BAH!

Seriously, it wasn't even that I WENT to Scandia a lot. Even as a kid I hardly went. I always MEANT to go during the summer after work when they were open 24 hours, but I never did. But it was always comforting to pass it by while driving the I-15 to see that windmill working, waving as if to say, "Hello, Chris! How's your day going?"

I'll miss it is all. I don't know what's going in, but to take a guess, as every other piece of snatched up land is being turned to: high rise. It's disgusting, but Las Vegas is going Metropolis these days. It's the evolutionary process of a moving and shaking city. Bye smalltown Vegas, I'll miss you.

And, Bob Denver, I'll miss you too.

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