The two women in the room said, "Oh, that's Colin Farrell!"
In my wisdom, I said it couldn't be Colin Farrell, and suggested it might be Hugh O'Brian or Regis Philbin, but a quick check of the Wikipedia showed me they were right (women always are) and I was wrong (see above).
Now, I have friends who are actors and still, after all these years, I
can't seem to get it through my head that being an actor means playing different parts in different movies, stage shows and tv productions. And I am doubly dense in this field, because I tend to see an actor forever as the first character I saw him or her portray. As in, Craig T. Nelson will always be "Coach" to me. I saw him later play the police chief in some Saturday night show, and I always wondered why he gave up being a football coach to be a cop, even though he started at the top of that ladder.
And the new District Attorney on "Cedar Cove," the guy who is throwing himself so shamelessly all over Judge Olivia, plays the Maytag guy in commercials, and that doesn't register with me anyway because the other Maytag guy had the part since toploaders came out a million years ago. Other people taking over roles, even roles that have been played as well as when Jesse White played the Maytag guy before Gordon Jump played him after playing "The Big Guy" on WKRP in Cincinnati, just confuses me even more than this sentence does.
|Colin Farrell again!|
Peggy laughs because I am astonished that Meryl Streep can be a carefree country singer in Mr Keillor's Prairie Home Companion movie and then a BBB (big business beyotch) in Devil Wears Prada and now an aging rock star in her new moon pitcha.
|Me in radio days, being given some|
bad ratings news.
|Me in radio days, being given|
some good ratings news.