Life is such a sweet insanity.
I love life and people. This is a place where I can write down what's happening, what I'm thinking, what I'm seeing and what I'm feeling. After all, life is just one blog entry after another.Thursday, May 13, 2004
A Personal Chuckle
Everyone has their own way of improving their mood. Some people chant. Some people close their eyes and take a deep breath. Others go for a walk.
I think of Kitty Carlisle.
Last Saturday night Earl and I wasted time by watching "Greatest TV show moments III". It was occasionally humorous, especially a segment of "To Tell The Truth".
You remember the show. Three contestants try to convince a panel of four celebrities that they are a particular person.
The celebrities included the delightful Peggy Cass, the witty Gene Rayburn, the somewhat dense Bill Cullen and the always proper, regal Kitty Carlisle.
The contestants were claiming to be a bird fancier... the prince of the parakeet set if you will.
Kitty Carlisle placed her vote first, indicating that she believed contestant three was the real mccoy. Of course she used a roman numeral to place her vote.
Next was Bill Cullen, who voted zero. Apparently he had to disqualify himself because he knew who the real contestant was.
"How do you know the real person?", asks Kitty, seemingly miffed at this disruption from the norm.
"I ran into him in the bathroom.", replied Bill.
The rest of the panel began talking at once... "How do you know he's the right guy?"
"He had his bird in his hand."
Well if you could have seen Kitty Carlisle stand up, hand to her chest with a look of complete indignation and disbelief, then you'd understand why Kitty brings a smile to my face to this day.
I think of Kitty Carlisle.
Last Saturday night Earl and I wasted time by watching "Greatest TV show moments III". It was occasionally humorous, especially a segment of "To Tell The Truth".
You remember the show. Three contestants try to convince a panel of four celebrities that they are a particular person.
The celebrities included the delightful Peggy Cass, the witty Gene Rayburn, the somewhat dense Bill Cullen and the always proper, regal Kitty Carlisle.
The contestants were claiming to be a bird fancier... the prince of the parakeet set if you will.
Kitty Carlisle placed her vote first, indicating that she believed contestant three was the real mccoy. Of course she used a roman numeral to place her vote.
Next was Bill Cullen, who voted zero. Apparently he had to disqualify himself because he knew who the real contestant was.
"How do you know the real person?", asks Kitty, seemingly miffed at this disruption from the norm.
"I ran into him in the bathroom.", replied Bill.
The rest of the panel began talking at once... "How do you know he's the right guy?"
"He had his bird in his hand."
Well if you could have seen Kitty Carlisle stand up, hand to her chest with a look of complete indignation and disbelief, then you'd understand why Kitty brings a smile to my face to this day.
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