D is for . . . Dolly (and other assorted things)
Divine: Rather than blaming this picture a shitty cam phone and the fear of being caught by security for taking pics on the sneak, I like to think of it as a testament to light that emanates from Dolly's spirit-- not to mention her rhinestones.
Diversity: Honey, the gays were out on in force last night. Sadly, there was only one drag queen. However I wasn't the only speck of pepper in a sea full of salt. My black people were out there as well. Of course, you had your wannabe cowboys, gray haired ladies and NASCAR folks too. Too bad they were all little subdued and stayed seated for most of the show.
(Dis)heartened: There was a feeling of ambivalence when they band begin to take the stage at 7:30 sharp followed by Dolly and the house was no where near filled. I was happy that Dolly wasn't one of those folks that made folks sit and wait around in muggy stadium only to go an hour after the scheduled curtain time (*cough*Madonna*cough*). On the other hand, I was disappointed that it looked like DC and the surrounding areas weren't showing Dolly any love. The only thing they weren't showing any love for was theater etiquette. Sure enough, the majority of them showed up around eight 'o clock. After a weekend of dealing with people showing five minutes before to buy tickets and having to hold the curtain, it did my heart good to have the show go on as scheduled. Screw the latecomers!
Damn: Of course, I wouldn't have been saying that if this would have held me back from getting there on time. When M came home from work he asked, "You know you got a flat?" No. I didn't. But luckily I also have roadside assistant. Not so fortuitous was the fact that yesterday was rainy and the towing company kind of backed up. I love my hubby, he manged to get the towing company to bail on another job and help me out.
Dollars: However, he wasn't there when the tow truck guy said he couldn't get the lugs nuts off and I might have to take it to local tire place. I was kind of proud of myself that "Man, damn really? Well, there's a Mr. Tire. . ." was enough of an argument to convince him to give it another try. Then I realized Mr. Jackson (Oops! I thought it was Mr. Hamilton!) was playing peek-a-boo in the pocket of my overalls. So I'm pretty sure that's what convinced him to balance on my lug wrench, bounce up and down a couple of times and loosen my lug nuts. Which got me on the road and to a wonderful show of time.
Dog tired: I took a half day today-- because after the show there was the after party. Ran down to Dupont, not expecting much in terms of crowd, but the folks that there were good fun.
Doof: That's what I felt like when I told my co-workers how much I shelled out for this hat and their mouths hit floor. Fuck 'em! I love my hat. Although I was kinda doof to buy it without trying it on first. I gotta big old melon head and my hat choices are often limited. I working with the last clasp, but thankfully this one fits.
Diversity: Honey, the gays were out on in force last night. Sadly, there was only one drag queen. However I wasn't the only speck of pepper in a sea full of salt. My black people were out there as well. Of course, you had your wannabe cowboys, gray haired ladies and NASCAR folks too. Too bad they were all little subdued and stayed seated for most of the show.
(Dis)heartened: There was a feeling of ambivalence when they band begin to take the stage at 7:30 sharp followed by Dolly and the house was no where near filled. I was happy that Dolly wasn't one of those folks that made folks sit and wait around in muggy stadium only to go an hour after the scheduled curtain time (*cough*Madonna*cough*). On the other hand, I was disappointed that it looked like DC and the surrounding areas weren't showing Dolly any love. The only thing they weren't showing any love for was theater etiquette. Sure enough, the majority of them showed up around eight 'o clock. After a weekend of dealing with people showing five minutes before to buy tickets and having to hold the curtain, it did my heart good to have the show go on as scheduled. Screw the latecomers!
Damn: Of course, I wouldn't have been saying that if this would have held me back from getting there on time. When M came home from work he asked, "You know you got a flat?" No. I didn't. But luckily I also have roadside assistant. Not so fortuitous was the fact that yesterday was rainy and the towing company kind of backed up. I love my hubby, he manged to get the towing company to bail on another job and help me out.
Dog tired: I took a half day today-- because after the show there was the after party. Ran down to Dupont, not expecting much in terms of crowd, but the folks that there were good fun.
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