June 16th, 2009
It's funny, but when I was a girl growing up, it seemed unimaginable to me that I could have lived in any previous century UNLESS I was at least a princess, if not a queen.
But the more I read about the lives of royal women in those times, the more convinced I am that if I had been born a princess back then, the smartest course of action would have been to run away, disguise myself, and find a decent simple commoner for a husband -- someone I could love and share a life with, without all sorts of intrigue and meddling and voyeurism.
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I had the oddest dream a couple mornings back. I dreamt I signed up for amateur night at a comedy club. I was really eager to be accepted, and it seemed quite important to me.
But when I finally was selected, I realized I had no material ready. Worse, anyone who knows me knows that I mangle even the simplest jokes. (This isn't to say that people don't laugh out loud at what comes out of my mouth sometimes -- only that I'm not usually trying to be funny when that happens. ;-)
A woman was organizing all of us amateurs, and led us backstage and told us we had half hour to prepare. I was really starting to panic, then I thought, hey! I was always an absolutely abysmal stripper. Maybe I could just go out, do my peelerr bit and, since people here are in a comedy club, they'll probably think I'm trying to be funny. Yeah! That's what I'll do!
Then the organizer came back in and reminded us all that this was a family club, and that we couldn't use any material with adult content.
There went that idea out the window!
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