Okay then, as I am watching these set pieces (5-10-15 minutes at a time mind you) I have been on the lookout for my star to adopt. I, Splotchy thinks it's a good idea and many fellow bloggers agree.
I think I need to adopt a dead actor and a living actor. I would like to adopt many actors and give them all a classification, but for now I'll go for live and dead.
Here they are, my actors:
Dead.
Mary Wickes
Mary WickesMary Wickes was in everything and you know you know her. Apparently the last big thing she was in was "Sister Act" but then she died. Well, though she was a lifelong republican, I want her home to be here, at maison de Wundrun. Welcome Mary. Talk to the hubby, Ben Wundrun, he's a republican, too.
For the living:
Paul Reubens.
Paul Reubens.That's right, Pee Wee. I love you and I don't care about what happened in the Florida movie theatre like, twenty years ago, what! You gave me the best Saturday mornings of my life--all hungover on Saturday mornings at college, my good friend without benefits, Edsel and me in my dorm, hanging and watching Pee Wee's playhouse. Word of the day? Dude, word! Sorry to all you people at that somewhat nice but now defunct supper club in Oshkosh where I was the cocktail waitress who would scream if you said 'cake' on the day 'cake' was the word of the day. Now that you are a character actor, Paul, you not only shine in your smallish roles, those of us who have a cultish devotion to you always go 'Waaaaaay' when you show up on film. Plus YOU gave a break to Laurence Fishburne, Phil Hartman, S. Epatha Merkerson, and Jimmy Smits. Cripes, Rob Zombie worked for you.
Glad they all had your back when you got caught being a wanker. Not.
Glad they all had your back when you got caught being a wanker. Not.
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