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The 3 Stooges... Near Broadway by James H. Burns
Including, now, this tale! One night, in one of the popular Broadway joints, I'm having a couple of drinks with an actress I had recently met. A lovely, musicals-type gal. And we're talking; and schmoozing; and maybe she couldn't hold her booze as well as she might have liked. Somehow, old movies came up. And. somehow, I mention the Stooges. She tells me she LOVES the Stooges. In fact, she grew up loving them in the mid-West. Now, I figure she's just kind of fibbing, trying to get in good with me by professing she shares my affection for the brothers Howard, and Fine. So, being a little devilish, as many of you know I can be, I say to her: "Great.... What's the only known defense for this..." And I start doing a, slow-motion, split-finger, eyepoke. She INSTANTLY raises her hand, sideways, to her nose. Which, of course, IS the only known defense... I was sort of, to say the least, semi-delighted. But, now, just to have some more fun, I said, "Well, what's the only proper response to this?" I held out a closed fist, in front of my chest... Now, understand, this was all taking place in one of the famous Broadway bar/restaurants. A place where on any given night, there's a multiude of folk who might wind up having a say in, or being involved with, a theatrical person's career. And this gal was the real deal, a former Christine in one of the PHANTOM OF THE OPERA tours, and the co-star of a whole bunch of Broadway, and Off-Broadway, stuff... But she was fearless. Presented with the outstretched fist, she adeptlly, not to mention adroitly, came down with the traditonal arm-shot.
(And she was a terrific colorutura!)
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