Omar Sharif, in Funny Girl
And what about Lawrence of Arabia, Fay?! :P
'Not Fade Away'
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Omar Sharif, in Funny Girl
And what about Lawrence of Arabia, Fay?! :P
Well, I was 7 at the time - we're talking earliest crush objects, yes? Musicals were a lot more my cup of tea than hours-long historical epics.
In later years, of course, I duly saw Lawrence of Arabia and was duly smitten. And in much later years I was delighted to find the fanfic. But when I was a wee thing, my crushes were largely on people in musicals or in old movies. Pop stars didn't really ping my radar.
(I remember when my teacher - I would have been 7 or 8 - asked everyone who their favourite stars were, and we made a big bar chart thing to show it. iirc, Madness and The Jam were very popular. The one lone vote for Gemma Craven? That was me.)
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Ooh! Avon from Blakes 7. And Servalan.
::represses impulse to insert an apostrophe in the show's title. even though it really really should be there::
He said yes, but then hemmed and hawed and finally told me he just doesn't make enough money. I'm really sorry but neither do I.Yikes! Ya, hello! You aren't the Bank of Laga here. Ask him whats a way that y'all can work it out. Maybe pre-pay $20/wk (or whatever) rather tan lump sum at end of month. Either way, best of luck. Money talks are never easy.
ION, my ear hurts. Seems everyone in my family is shy to call, but once they do... HOURS on the phone. I just got off the phone with my brother (whom we call the hermit)... THREE HOUR call. It was great to chat with him. Who knew we both love Sudoku.
Yes, money talks are never easy. Best of luck, Laga, with that one.
I duly saw Lawrence of Arabia and was duly smitten.
Aha. It's not just me, then.
Aha. It's not just me, then.
Definitely not.
And from a bit ago, because I couldn't just let this go,
I just heard that a friend broke her leg in a vacuum cleaning accident: I always knew that vacuum cleaners aren't to be trusted.
Vindicated at last!!
And, most importantly, I just don't even know what to say about all the troubles facing folks loved ones. It sucks, and I wish you all the health and coping ~ma in the world.
Susan, GC & GF lots of peace~ma for you and yours. Cancer is so cruel, and I wish it could be literally beaten because I would happily contribute to kicking it's ass. Instead, I'll think thoughts filled with hope.
Steph, I'm glad you got some good, if strange, news about your Dad's heart. It's wonderful to hear about good doctors, who sit down and consider their patients as individual beings, who give advice based on what's best for them, and who explain it all well. Gold star for Dr. Cardiac.
Anyone around? I'm forty minutes into the second day of this meeting.
I'm putting off cleaning the apartment by listening to Car Talk and poking the Internet.
I am hopeful that I might be able to get my Sirius installed in the new car later today. I miss my dedicated NPR channels.
I just partially melted a servo, but it still works.