My mind is overwhelmed. Relationships.
How I've I've known men who are grown, yet I've met grown men.
There's a difference. And I prefer the grown men.
Remember male lead guy in the play I went to go see: "Blues In The Night?" Wasn't really a love connection, yet the opportunity to become good friends. In fact, I saw the play a second time yesterday. He didn't know I was there, and that was kinda cool. Why?
Because here's a guy who lives his passion. Acting. Singing. I could see it. He's only about one of a handful of friends who actually do what they absolutely love. And this guy could maybe be a good friend of mine. To give insight and support to my own walk on my path of passions: i.e. writing.
Well, last night, we texted up til about the moment he hit the stage at 8PM--to 7:56 to be precise. In the conversation, he tells me he's going back to NYC on Monday, at 8:30AM. I'm like "Huh?" I knew he was going back. He's lived there for about a decade. His family is here in Dallas, and the plan was to be in Dallas for just a couple weeks--and that was January. So yea, it was time.
So I'm fortunate to have met him. I am bummed because he doesn't know when he'll be back, and I thought 'Drat, there goes my chat over cappuccino."
Relationships have a reason for their own season. Ours may have just been just for these 15 minutes of fame. The male lead guy impacted me in positive way I hadn't felt in awhile. Then at MY church, Inspiring of Body Christ with Pastor Rickie Rush said we don't always DREAM BIG.
My new chum who heads to another time zone tomorrow showed me how Big dreams DO come true.
I am blessed.
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Sunday, August 22, 2010
Sunday, February 22, 2009
And The Oscar Goes To...

Mickey Rourke. That's who I want Oscar to go home with. What a full circle that would be.
I'm an Oscar Watcher. Not always being so much into the winners --think "The English Patient" and "Shakespeare in Love"--also even tho I'm a Tom Hanks Honey, "Forrest Gump" should have run, Forrest, run to the folks of "Shawshank Redemption" and give em his Oscar. Yet, I start out with the show and I all ready know I'll be ask "Why isn't Billy Crystal or even Jon Stewart or even Chris Rock or even Whoopi the host tonight?" No offense to Hugh Jackman. He may be quite good. I hope so. Because three hours of just looking at his looks will grow stale.
Back to Mickey. Yep, I'd like to see him win. Thought he was hot back in the 80's. Then, well--he went kinda nuts. I realize Sean Penn may take Oscar for 'Milk"--however, a girl can always wish for the envelope to say something in her favor.
Marisa Tomei in 1993, anyone? I, too, always wondered if Jack Palance got it wrong. Yet, "The Wrestler" is a turnpike away from "Cousin Vinny" II'd feel certain if Marisa wins---Marisa wins.
Get the popcorn ready.
I'm in your corner Mickey.
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