Not what I expected...

I pinched this from Gemmak this morning. One answer different and I would have been Scooter. The question was about what I would do if I had to entertain a crowd. The Fozzy in me would tell corny jokes, but only if I was with people I know fairly well. Otherwise Scooter would kick in and find someone else to entertain them!

You Are Fozzie Bear

"Wocka! Wocka!" You're the life of the party, and you love making people crack up. If only your routine didn't always bomb! You may find more groans than laughs, but always keep the jokes coming.

The Muppet Personality Test

I did manipulate it to see what the others were, and again, that one question kept me from being Kermit, who would have sung a heartfelt song. I try very hard not to sing alone. I'll sing with groups in front of a crowd all day long, but give me a solo and I freeze. The only exception is with my family, and then I'm usually asking them to do something to whatever tune fits the syntax of what I'm going to say; for example, "Take out the trash" or "Go clean your room" to Beethoven's 5th. It bugs the kids, so it's fun!

Stuck

I started the diet two weeks ago. The first 6 days I lost 5 lbs. and was elated. It took a full week, but I lost 3 more. I'm starting the third week tomorrow, and I'm stuck with a total of 8 lbs. I'm happy with it, but not satisfied. I'd like to lose 7 more. I guess it's time to kick the exercise up a notch.

On a positive note, the writing has been going better. The only way was up, honestly, but Jean has me inspired to get off my posterior and get some work done. I just have to keep the momentum going now.

I did go buy a new pair of jeans for the gigs, by the way. At work on Saturday I made $15.00 in tips, and then we went shopping and found my favorite jeans on sale for $14.99! They're never that price; I should have gotten two, but I was so happy about having to go down a size that I didn't even think about it. Silly me!

Time to get back upstairs and try to get a few more words in before I go to bed...

I know dark clouds will gather 'round me

Let me preface this by saying that we've had scattered thunderstorms here all weekend. No complaints; we needed the rain. One of the storms, though, was so well timed it could only have been the hand of God.

We got to the second venue, and it was sunny. We did our sound check, ate lunch, checked our make-up (where applicable; the guys skipped that step), and waited our turn to perform, which came right before the intermission. As we were arranging ourselves on-stage, we heard a big clap of thunder. Big. We were in a sizable gym and the rumble was unmistakable.

It didn't stop us. We went on with the show.

First song was Wayfaring Stranger. During the first chorus we could hear the rain pounding on the roof, which led into the second verse, which starts with the title of the blog. As we sang, "I know dark clouds will gather 'round me, I know my way is rough and steep," I pointed up and glanced over my shoulder at one of the guys.

For the first time in my life, I made a joke on-stage, and people laughed! Really, though, it was all timing, and not mine.

I will admit that I wondered fleetingly during the set if I was more or less in the center of the building, and I should jump off the stage or go backstage if I heard the train. I'm still a little twitchy from Rendezvous. There was no train, though; just music, fun, and lots of compliments. I think we might get another paying gig from this, which will help the missions fund at church. The next gig is June 8th at work for our first anniversary. I'm glad to have stuff on the calendar; it gives me things to look forward to.