Jason is laughing from the other room because he is watching “El Divo” singing “All By Myself” on Martha. Now he's in the room commenting on them... “El Dicko... sucko, asso.” It's true. They indeed suck. They are all great opera singers, yes, but the material and presentation is just as CHEESY as can be. But, it sells. People go apeshit. I can hear them screaming and applauding right now. Showbiz. Yuck.
We hung out with Peggy, Denny and some friends of his. We were at the downtown Gentry in the basement bar watching music videos from the late 70's and early 80's. It was a perfect soundtrack for reminiscing (again) with Peggy about our college days. Peggy is great. She made me scream laughing on the way over to the bar. We were talking about this lady who worked in the cafeteria at Webster. Her name was Linda and she was as tough as hell. She was African American, with bleach blonde hair and a gold capped tooth. Students were either terrified of her or were totally ON to her sense of humor. I was mixed. She was quoted as saying once, “I murdered before and I kill you too...” to a student who then quietly carried his tray away, sat down and ate his meatloaf which was hard because his stomach was in his throat.
Breakfast had Linda in charge and she would call out the orders as they came in. “Cheese Omlet, toast!” She yelled over the morning clatter. One day I didn't hear her calling out my order and she must have called it five or six times. Suddenly I felt someone over my left shoulder and I turn to see Linda with a plastic knife in my face. “Cheese Omlet, toast!” She snarled.
Peggy's story was the best. Peggy was on the meal plan at school that specified that for her money, she got eggs, meat and toast. Linda served up her breakfast as just a (you guessed it) “Cheese Omlet, toast!” and Peggy complained that she also was supposed to have bacon or sausage with her breakfast. “Im supposed to have meat” Peggy said. Linda looked at her plate and then at Peggy and in her hysterical prison inmate manner she said, “Cheese is your meat!”
When Peggy told that story, I screamed as the memory flood gate spilled open a bit wider. SO funny. Linda knew that she freaked some of these upper class white kids out. (The middle class ones too.) And, since it was an acting school, she was right in there acting her chops off. I knew it and she knew I knew. One time when I was picking up my order, she would hold it away from me and when I asked her to give me my food instruct me to “say you love me.”
I love you Linda.