Hello from the Big Easy! No, that's not my nickname from when I was in my 20s–I'm, of course, talking about New Orleans. Even though I'm planning on having a fattening breakfast at 11 AM today, I've already started the day with a large coffee with tons of sugar, half and half, and a super-sized croissant. I felt I had to ladle on the calorically dense meal because I don't want to look like a tourist. Anyhoo, I'm here for two shows with Megan Mullally as part of the Broadway at NOCCA series that I do once a month. The final two ladies who'll be joining me in the series are Audra McDonald next month and Megan Hilty in June. Delish!
Before I get to breakfast, however, I shall write a recap about this first week of April 2013. On Thursday I arrived early to my weekly talk show, Chatterbox, and was standing outside Don't Tell Mama chatting on the phone, when some girl approached me that I vaguely recognized, but couldn't place. I said, "Hi!" and kept chatting, but she kept lurking for a bit and eventually walked inside. "I've had it with stalkers," I thought! She, however, was busy tweeting, "Seth Rudetsky booked me on his Chatterbox and then totally ignored me." That's right, it was Marissa Jaret Winokur! I literally did not recognize her. Not only did she straighten her hair, but she also had the nerve to lose 70 pounds while I'm struggling to lose five. The chutzpah! Apparently you have to eat less and exercise–count me out.
We had such a fun time at the show, where I showed the Gypsy of the Year video we had done back in 1997, based on an idea we thought up together. I changed the lyrics to "Come Look At The Freaks" from Side Show to be about all the different stars--television, recording, Olympic–that came into Grease for incredibly short stays. The stage for Gypsy of the Year was filled with actors dressed as the celebs, wearing their names around their necks--Donny Most, Joe Piscopo, Dominique Dawes, Debby Boone, Mackenzie Phillips, Maureen McCormick, and at the end we had the real Linda Blair! The lyrics began with:
Come look at the freaks
Perform for two weeks
Casting choices will mystify you, they'll terrify you
You'll slap your cheeks.
On Broadway it reeks.
Come look at the freaks!
Later in the song we had two girls step forward that looked like Daisy and Violet Hilton, and instead of singing "I'm Daisy, I'm Violet, we're nothing alike!" They sang:
I'm artistic integrity.
We're nothing alike!
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