For anyone unaware, I’m a HUGE fan of Glee. My life before was dull and Gleeless….but Gay Guy changed all that. He’d tweeted something to the effect of, “Kathryn. You must watch Glee or you will shrivel up and die from serious Broadway withdrawal.”
Okay…so he may not have actually used my name in that particular tweet…although I don’t doubt for a moment he was thinking of me…right, GG??...(blink, blink)….and it might have actually been more of a general informational tweet to inform us uninformed that a new, fabulous show was premiering on Fox. Since GG never answers my tweets, we may never know. (Insert reader outrage and long, guilt-ridden “Awwwww!” towards GG here.) See, I can get away with this ‘cause GG never answers me on Twitter…get it?
Wow, Kathryn…way to lay on the Jewish-mother-guilt. And I'm not even Jewish….but Italian…which is really not such a leap if you think about it. You know who else is Italian? My father. He’s 80-years-young and I turned him on to Glee about a month ago.
I’m debating the sensibility of that decision....and may ultimately, hold GG accountable. Stay tuned.
(Kathryn’s phone rings incessantly…she can tell by the ring it’s Dad)
Kathryn: “Hi, Dad.”
Dad: “Who is this? Kathryn?? Is that show with the singing on tonight?”
K: “No, Dad. It’s on Wednesdays. Today’s Tuesday. Set your DV-R…it’s a hell of a lot simpler.”
D: “There’s a show on before that one. American something. Idol?”
K: “Yeah. I don’t watch that, Dad. The only thing I know about it is that sometimes it runs over and it screws up my recording of Glee.”
D: “What? This show is on before Glee and there’s some guy…Lee…something.”
K: “Dad. I don’t watch AI. Sorry…”
D: “AI? His name is….(papers rustling)…Lee something. He sang a song….(more papers rustling) on May 12th. I want it for my iPod. The judge said it sounded like elevator music. He wasn’t very appreciative.”
K: “Uh-huh. Did you Google it? Check Youtube? I dunno….geez, Dad. I’ll try and look for it, okay?”
So, I Google. I get the guy’s name. I Google some more. I find the AI eppy with Lee Dewyze and find someone’s blog where they talk about Simon Cowell ripping the poor guy a new one from May 12th. I find the freakin’ performance on YouTube.
I pull it up and excitedly call Dad back.
Kathryn: “Dad! Listen to this!”
I hit "play" and hold the phone up to my laptop…which is playing Lee-what’s-his-name playing guitar and he's performing Seal’s “Kiss From a Rose”.
Dad: “No….that’s not it.”
K: “Uh. Yeah, Dad….this is it. May 12th. Lee Dewyze. AI. Kiss from a rose….”
Dad: (Pause) “No….I’d know it if I heard it…he was playing guitar….”
K: (Exasperated) “Dad. He IS playing guitar! I’m looking right at him.”
D: “Thanks for trying, caro…I’ll find it.” (Sighs deep Italian-guilt-sigh)
Gee....now I know where I get it…