Sep 24, 2008
So I've noticed around the web, that my dear beloved Cloris is appearing on some god-awful "dancing" show. It pains me to even write that sentence, but I refuse to sully my image of her by watching it. No.
The only good thing is that it keeps her legend out there.
Recently, during the days-of-no-electricity, I was loaned a small battery operated dvd player. I had brought my boxed set of MTM's first season.
I can't tell you how Phyllis's bitchiness soothed my (hot and) troubled soul.
My friend Geronimo once told me a long list of all the celebrities he'd met
(Madonna, etc. zzzz) I had half dozed off until he mentioned that he'd worked as Cloris's assistant for a night.
I had to ask to touch his hand.