The storm let up as fast as it began. “Thanks George,” Carl muttered. “Carl!”, George offered kindly, “It never rains but it pours. Now the sun’s out doing it’s best to shine!” Oh God, he thought, that’s pushing it. I must be losing my edge. “So, Jan? How’re you making out?” He’d never said anything so damn suggestive in his life. “I mean are you ok? Do you want to freshen up at your hotel?” “No, she offered, I’m just a little damp thanks. I’ll be fine.” “OK! Then let’s get back. I’d say it’s almost lunch time! I’m famished.” “Uh Oh! I gotta run. I’m on the lunch committee!” spouted Carl, as he trundled off as fast as his new shoes could carry him. What a guy! Mused George. “Didn’t know they were offering a free lunch. Should we partake Madame?” George almost wanted to take his life. Partake? I’m losing it, he sighed. Jan yet again smiled sweetly and offered her arm. “What Ho! Here we go!”, he almost died.
“George! and Jan!” what a lovely couple. I swear Stephen had a bad case of hoof and mouth disease. He just never stopped. “May I offer you both a lovely pate? I made it last night. It’s my very own recipe.” He glowed, “Its just divine!.” Just what the doctor ordered, George mused. A little strange mashed meat with a touch of who knows. “Don’t mind if I do!” George smiled as he lightly selected a cracker with a minimal of “Pate” on the top. “And you Madame?” as he pushed the plate almost to Jan’s poor face. “UH!” She politely stepped back. “I’m Vegan, but thanks so much, I’m sure it’s lovely.” “Well!” George interjected, “Let’s take a look.” They slid over the table full of goodies. “Jan, here’s what looks like a real nice salad. How’s about I make a plate for you. Dressing?” he offered. “Um no! No please George, just plain thanks.” She smiled sheepishly. “You on a diet?” George questioned. “No! You’re perfect!” At that George decided that silence was golden as he went about making himself a plate. Man cannot live on love alone, he thought. Geezzz, bread George! Bread.
“OK! Ladies and Gentlemen! We’ll have a lovely lunch, thanks to Carl and his crew.” spouted our illustrious leader. “At precisely one p.m. we’ll gather in the main foyer.” He then made a military about-face and left the room. Looking at his watch George determined they had 45 minutes. “Time flies when you’re having fun”, he murmured. “Pardon George?” “Oh, just looking at the time Jan. Just looking at the time. We have lots of time.” “Come George let’s sit.” She whispered as she motioned to the couch. “Here, let me refill your salad. Nice cup of tea?” “That would be nice. Just a little lemon please.” As Jan made her way to the couch George happily busied himself with her order.
“OH! MY GOD!” came from across the room. Everyone stopped and looked. George stood there stunned. Who could this be?
“Jan! My lovely! My adorably beautiful sweetheart!” as he swung across the room. “Where have you been? I’ve missed you so my darling!” If faces could drop George’s was on the floor. His heart sank. His shoulders dropped, his knees almost gave way and if God could have struck him with a bolt of lightning, he wouldn’t have felt a thing. He was numb. As the gushing continued, he could faintly see a glimmer of angst in Jan’s face. Hope he thought. “George!” Jan cried. “This is my good friend Paul from the Shaw.” All George could utter was “Oh”. “Come George, please sit down here next to me”, she motioned. For what seemed like hours George couldn’t move. FEET! George Feet! He reminded himself. NOW!
The next 20 minutes or so seemed like hours. They ate, drank and HE chatted. Seems Jan knew him well from The Shaw. They were great buddies. Jan filled him in. She’d understudied a few roles and had some bit parts. Paul had helped her out in bad times. “Oh Paul” she interrupted, “I really should introduce you to George.” Yes, she really should, he muttered. “Paul? This is George. We’ve been long-lost friends for years and hopefully for many more years to come.” “Hi George.” “Hi Paul” said George, as he gazed into Jan’s eyes. Many, many more years to come.
“We are so lightly here. It is in love that we are made. In love we disappear.” Leonard Cohen
Nov 30, 1924 – Nov 20, 1973 (age 48)
I decided to introduce you to Allan Sherman. My first introduction was listening to “Hello Mudda, Hello Faddah” which has us in hysterics as teens in the 60’s. I myself had a copy of the record above. To this day I think he was a genious. He put the funniest lyrics to classical music. I hope that after you hear a couple of his songs on this page, you’ll seek out more of his repertoire. You won’t regret it. By all accounts he went out laughing as he entertained some house guests 😊
A little about the man from Wiki
“Allan Sherman was an American comedy writer, television producer, singer and actor who became famous as a song parodist in the early 1960s. His first album, My Son, the Folk Singer, became the fastest-selling record album up to that time. His biggest hit single was “Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh”, a comic novelty in which a boy describes his summer camp experiences to the tune of Ponchielli’s Dance of the Hours.” – Wikipedia
Sherman was born in Chicago, to Percy Copelon and Rose Sherman. Percy was an auto mechanic and race car driver who, like his son, suffered from obesity, and died while attempting a 100-day diet. Sherman’s parents divorced when he was in grade school, and the son adopted his mother’s maiden name. Due to his parents constantly moving to new residences, he attended over a dozen public schools in Chicago, New York, Los Angeles, and Miami. He attended the University of Illinois. -Wikipedia-
In his final years, Sherman’s alcoholism and weight gain caused severe deterioration of his health; he later developed diabetes and struggled with lung disease. In 1966, his wife Dee filed for divorce and received full custody of their son and daughter. -Wikipedia-
Sherman lived on unemployment benefits for a time and moved into the Motion Picture and Television Hospital for a short time to lose weight. He died of emphysema at his home in West Hollywood at age 48. -Wikipedia-
Well that’s just a taste of many. I hope you enjoyed them.
The word “bard” means poet. Bards were traveling poets in medieval times, who made a living performing and telling stories. Shakespeare’s plays can be grouped into three categories:
Comedies – Well known comedies include: A Midsummer Nights Dream, Much Ado About Nothing, and As You Like It.
Tragedies – Some popular tragedies are: Romeo and Juliet, Othello, Macbeth, and Hamlet.
Histories – Some of his best histories would be Richard III, Henry IV, Henry V, and Henry VI.
One thing that set him apart from other playwrights was the way he would combine parts of all three categories, so his tragedies would have comic relief and comedies would have some serious parts. This was something that had not been done before that time.
Part of the genius that is Shakespeare was the fact that his work appealed to everyone, from kings to peasants. More than 400 years have passed since his birth, and his plays are still being read and performed all over the world.
Shakespeare had influence in shaping the English language more than anyone has ever done. Over 2000 new words and phrases were created by him, including: football, schoolboy, mimic, upstairs, downstairs, shooting star, and partner.
There are many famous quotes of Shakespeare that have lasted through time that most educated people know. These show how he is still influencing our lives today:
“O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?” (Romeo and Juliet)
“To be, or not to be, that is the question.” (Hamlet)
“Out, damn’d spot! out, I say!” (Macbeth)
“Lord, what fools these mortals be!” (A Midsummer Night’s Dream)
“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” (Sonnet 18)
“All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players.” (As You Like It)
Most of Shakespeare’s sonnets are constructed of three quatrains, or four-line stanzas, and end with a couplet (two lines). This makes up the 14-line sonnet.
The rhythm of each line is iambic pentamiter In English, to have a certain rhythm in a poem, you use a combination of stressed and unstressed syllables. Iambic is two syllables; the first is not stressed, but the second is accented. Each set of two syllables is called a foot, and five feet make up a pentameter. So each line of a Shakespearean sonnet has ten syllables. Courtesy of YourDictionary.com
Between 1593 and 1594, theatres in London were closed because of the plague. During this period Shakespeare wrote two famous narrative poems. …Shakespeare wrote 154 sonnets in total. We don’t know who they are addressed to, or even if they were all written about the same person.
There is much written about The Bard and the meaning between his lines. As any writer knows it is usually up to the reader to make it there own.
One of my favourite Sonnets is Sonnet 29.
When, in disgrace with fortune
and men’s eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast
And trouble deaf heaven with
my bootless cries,
And look upon myself and curse
Wishing me like to one more
rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him
with friends possessed,
Desiring this man’s art and
that man’s fate,
With what I most enjoy
Yet in these thoughts myself
Haply I think on thee, and
then my state,
Like to the lark at break of
From sullen earth sings hymns
at heaven’s gate
For thy sweet love
remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to
change my state with kings.