My Experience at Wicked at Atlanta Fox Theatre March 5, 2015 Matinee

In light of the recent release of the filmed version of the musical Wicked, I thought I would re-release my review of the first time the second national tour aka the Munchkinland Tour dropped into Atlanta.

In 2011, my friend Ernie and I unexpectedly saw a performance of Wicked at the Fox Theatre in Atlanta, the actual first performance of Mamie Parris as Elphaba. When I heard the show was returning to Atlanta in 2015, I was ecstatic. I felt guilty that Terry hadn't seen the show before, and I knew he HAD to experience it. Like most gay men, we love The Wizard of Oz, so I was confident he would enjoy Wicked.

Buying tickets turned into quite an ordeal. We waited a bit too long to purchase them, as I was waiting on my tax refund. Getting tickets for a popular show three weeks before the performance is not a good idea. Finding two seats together was a challenge. The Fox Theatre’s website charged a $20 fee on top of each ticket's cost. As a server, $40 is sometimes considered a "good lunch," and I'd rather not pay unnecessary fees. Plus, I'm super cheap. I decided to stop by the box office one morning on my way to work. Almost every show was sold out, and if they weren't, the only available seats were singles in different sections. The gentleman at the ticket booth told me the best option was the March 5th, 1 pm show, Orchestra Right, Row X, seats 18 and 20, at $98 per ticket. Knowing the balcony overhangs Row N, I figured these seats weren't bad at all. I've seen Phantom from every part of the Fox and can say that any further back in the orchestra, once you get into those double-letter seats, it's uncomfortable, and the views are obstructed. These seats were definitely a good choice, considering our best options. I bought those tickets and headed to work. Once I got to the restaurant, I requested the day off for the show. There was no way I was paying $98 per ticket and missing it for a possible $40 shift. I got the day off!

Terry started feeling bad the night before and was coughing, so we went to the pharmacy and stocked up on Alka-Seltzer Cold & Flu for daytime and nighttime. I loaded my shirt pockets with cough drops and a couple of Dayquil pills for when the Alka-Seltzer wore off. We headed towards Midtown by noon, and the temperature was around 65 degrees, a bit windy, and starting to look drizzly. Parking at the Fox is a complete cluster, especially during the day. You're competing for spots among cars parked for people at work and other theatergoers. T-minus 20 minutes before curtain, and Terry and I were still trying to park. We saw a lot with $20 parking, but it was full. I told Terry to head towards the Walgreens and Publix area, hoping we'd find paid parking. Nope, there was none. We decided to chance it and use the Publix parking lot, hoping we wouldn't get towed or booted.

We made it in about 10 minutes before the show started. We used to make mad dashes to buy t-shirts and programs but stopped the unnecessary spending years ago. Straight to our seats we went. Those seats weren't bad at all. I couldn't help but feel bad for those crammed into the first 20 rows on the right and left of the orchestra section because those were most definitely obstructed views. This was the fourth time Wicked played Atlanta, but the first time for the 2nd national tour. The official website stated there was no difference between the first and second national tours aside from the cast members. I knew this wasn't completely true, considering I had known since this production originated in Chicago that it had been scaled down a bit. Having seen the 1st national tour, I noticed differences in the staging and sets, such as the Flying Monkeys not climbing the proscenium, Morrible being off-stage during her announcement in "Defying Gravity," and no bridge above the stage. Despite the differences, the production value and spectacle of the show were just as enjoyable as before.

I filled Terry in on things to look for throughout the show but didn't give away key moments or spoil the twists at the end. He was completely shocked that I was so good at keeping all the spoilers to myself and letting him witness everything firsthand. When we opened our Encore Atlanta magazines (the Fox's version of a Playbill), we saw two "At This Performance" notices: Glinda would be played by Beka Burnham and Elphaba by Emily Koch. I LOVE watching understudies and standbys. While some see them as the villains who stole the starring role from the regular actor, I see them as unexpected stars deserving their chance to shine. As a former understudy myself, I understand the excitement of getting the chance to perform. Understudies are unique; they often morph the best parts of other performers into their own. Both Beka and Emily were amazing. I know I'd get flak for this, but I personally thought they were much better vocally than Idina and Kristin's performances on the Original Broadway Cast recording.

Emily Koch as Elphaba

John Davidson as the Wizard was also good. I've been a fan of his since his days on "That's Incredible" and "Hollywood Squares." At 73 years old, he danced like he was still in his 30s, 40s or 50s. Vocally, he was a bit shaky since I saw him in "State Fair" on Broadway, but considering his age, it's impressive. Madame Morrible, played by Kristine Zbornik, was more than suitable. She conveyed an agenda from the beginning, with nothing sweet about her other than her excellent performance. Liana Hunt's Nessarose was fabulous. Lee Slobotkin's Boq was tragically hilarious and adorable. Former boy band O-Town member, Ashley Parker Angel, played Fiyero. His vocal choices were well-placed and unique. My favorite Ashley Parker Angel moments were during "As Long As You're Mine," where he seemed more genuine than a few others I've heard in this role.

Back in the day, my top five musicals were "The Phantom of the Opera," "Miss Saigon," "Starlight Express," "RENT," and "CATS." Most people know that "The Phantom of the Opera" was at the top of that list. Having seen Wicked, I can honestly say that Wicked now rivals Phantom for my top pick. After the curtain call, John Davidson, Ashley Parker Angel, and Lee Slobotkin, acting as their model, explained that cast members in costume were taking donations and selling special items in the lobby, with proceeds going to Equity Fights AIDS. One of the items was a large showcard (poster) autographed by each cast member for $60. I usually don't buy showcards, but I definitely wanted this one. As I headed to the lobby, I made my purchase/donation, and Terry and I rushed out the front of the Fox, hoping to find the car where we left it.

It was about 4 pm, and the temperature had dropped at least 20 degrees from when we arrived. We had no jackets or hoodies, so I went into power-walk mode—six blocks of zigzagging across streets. We made it to the Publix parking lot, and the car was still there! We started the car, and the temperature read 39 degrees. I checked AccuWeather, and it was pretty accurate, except the windchill made it feel like 24 degrees.

On a side note, if you've ever wondered about the difference between seeing a matinee and an evening show at the Fox, there's not really a difference other than you enter and exit the show in daylight rather than darkness. The daytime crowd also seems more respectful and well-behaved, and I noticed no offensive old lady perfumes like Odyssey by Avon.

Falling in Love with Annie Lennox's "A Christmas Cornucopia" Album Review

Annie Lennox A Christmas Cornucopia

In this blog post, I revisit Annie Lennox's timeless 2010 holiday album, "A Christmas Cornucopia." This beautifully arranged collection of classic Christmas carols showcases Annie's unique voice and artistic flair, making it a must-listen every festive season. I'll also share how my friend Erik Harden introduced me to Annie's incredible talent and his attempt to turn me into an androgynous male version of her.

Annie Lennox's "A Christmas Cornucopia" is filled with beautifully arranged classic Christmas carols, each track highlighting her powerful, emotive voice. The album perfectly blends traditional holiday cheer with Annie's signature style, making it a must-listen every festive season. From "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" and "Lullay Lullay (The Coventry Carol)" to "Silent Night," each song is given new life with her imaginative arrangements and heartfelt performances.

Though I knew her from the hit songs "Here Comes the Rain Again" and "Sweet Dreams" my love for Annie Lennox's voice began thanks to my friend Erik Harden. He was a huge fan and had tried to get me to become an androgynous singer like a young male version of Annie. Although I didn't quite take that path, I am eternally grateful to Erik for introducing me to Annie's incredible talent. Her voice never fails to captivate me, and "A Christmas Cornucopia" is a shining example of her versatility and artistry.

What I love most about this album is the fresh spin Annie puts on these well-known carols. Her creative take on traditional songs brings a new sense of magic and wonder to the holiday season. Each track is not just a song but a heartfelt performance that embodies the spirit of Christmas. Listening to "A Christmas Cornucopia" not only brings the holiday spirit but also reminds me of the enduring influence of Annie Lennox's music on my life, thanks to Erik's encouragement.

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Riding the Sky Wheel: Revisited

I wrote this entry many years ago and decided to revisit it, add a little bit more insight as well as throw a couple of new experiences into the article.

A well-known fact about me: I am terrified of heights. Another well-known fact: I love carnivals. And, perhaps the most surprising fact: my favorite ride of all time is the Sky Wheel, better known to the general public as the Double Ferris Wheel.

My first memory of the ride dates back to the late '70s when Century 21 Shows booked the massive Space Wheels owned by Royal American Shows to play at the Greater Gulf State Fair in Mobile, AL. The Space Wheels are two Sky Wheel units sharing a center support. That was the only time I saw and rode the Space Wheels, until 40 years later when Drew Expo brought it back out, newly refurbished at the North Georgia State Fair. Though it was slowed down quite a lot, it was still great to be able to see it and ride it again. After that, the Sky Wheel became a regular staple on the midways of fairs in Mobile and Pensacola until the mid-1990s. Due to the size and the rising costs and difficulty of obtaining replacement parts, many shows have opted to retire the ride.

Having seen the Sky Wheel at every fair I attended as a kid, I feel let down when I visit a large fair without one. A few midway operators understand the appeal of the ride among enthusiasts and have taken the initiative to refurbish some of the older wheels and bring them back out. There are currently about 10 Sky Wheels on the road, and 4 have made it to Georgia fairs that I've attended over the past 10 years.

What's so great about the ride? You might say it's just a ferris wheel. Think again. It's actually a thrill ride disguised as a gentle giant. If you're lucky enough to sit in the "over the top" seat on either end of the wheel, you will experience an elevator drop that tips your seat so you're facing the sky from the top until you make it to the bottom of the rotation. And before you know it, you're back at the top, doing it all over again.

The ride has been manufactured by three companies: it began with the Valare Brothers before the rights were acquired by the Allan Herschell company, and then Chance Rides after they purchased the assets of Allan Herschell, continuing to build these giants of the midway until the early 1980s. It stands just short of 80 feet, usually dwarfing the rest of the midway. With 8 seats on each wheel, its capacity is 48 adults per ride cycle. Check out the video link of my 2011 Sky Wheel on-ride experience to get an idea of what it's really like. If you ever find yourself on a midway with one of these guys, be sure to check it out for yourself and you'll understand why it's known as "The King of the Midway."

Cherishing the Tradition: Writing Christmas Cards with Heart

Writing Christmas cards is one of those cherished holiday traditions that evokes fond memories of my childhood. I can vividly recall my mom sitting down at the dining table, the scent of pine filling the room, and classic Christmas music playing in the background. With a full box of cards from Woolworths, TG&Y or K-Mart and a Bic pen in hand, she would spend days writing heartfelt messages, often filling each card with entire letters. It usually took her two or three days to complete every card in the box before sending them out, ensuring that each one was a personal touch of holiday cheer.

I always admired my mom's ability to express so much in her Christmas cards. She had a talent for connecting with people through her letters, hopefully making every recipient feel special. In contrast, I found myself struggling to write more than a line or two. For years, I simply signed my name and Terry's name, feeling somewhat inadequate compared to my mom's eloquence. However, over the past few years, I've made a concerted effort to improve. While I may not yet match my mom's lengthy missives, I've started adding more personal touches to each card, hoping to capture some of that warmth and connection.

One thing I've noticed in recent years is a trend where people will only send a card if they receive one first, and some have stopped sending them altogether. It made me wonder if there's an unspoken obligation or need for reciprocation when it comes to holiday cards. Personally, I believe that writing Christmas cards should come from a place of genuine holiday spirit rather than a sense of duty. For me, it's about maintaining a tradition that I cherish, regardless of whether I receive a card in return. It's a way to reach out, share some joy, and let people know they're remembered during the festive season.

I continue to send Christmas cards to the same people each year because I love the tradition. It's a small, meaningful way to spread a bit of happiness and keep the holiday spirit alive. As I sit down to write my cards, I think of my mom and the care she put into each one. While I may never write entire letters within my cards, I hope that my efforts bring a smile to the faces of those who receive them. After all, it's the thought and the heartfelt intention behind each card that truly matters.

Saturday GLOWcase: Melody Trouble Vixen (MTV) Played by Eileen O'Hara

This week's Saturday GLOWcase is all about Melody Trouble Vixen, better known as MTV, played by the incredibly talented Eileen O'Hara.

This week's Glowing Spotlight is all about Melody Trouble Vixen, better known as MTV, played by the incredibly talented Eileen O'Hara. MTV was a character who burst onto the scene with uncontained energy and a guitar in tow, becoming a memorable part of GLOW (Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling). From her fearless debut in season three to her willingness to take on the most daring stunts, MTV quickly established herself as a force to be reckoned with, making her mark alongside GLOW legends and new additions alike. In the first episode of season three, MTV made her televised ring debut alongside GLOW legend Hollywood, taking on the new country girl additions to GLOW, Babe the Farmer's Daughter, and Cowgirl Tulsa. MTV was a trip—fearless and one of the few who seemed to take bumps that most wrestlers would rather avoid. Not many ladies would agree to having Mountain Fiji lift them up over her head and toss them, lovingly, out of the ring, but MTV was all in.

Eileen O'Hara was destined for storytelling, displaying her knack for character play from a young age. Fate led her to GLOW in a serendipitous twist, crashing an audition while heading to a commercial casting. Her meeting with Matt Cimber led to a grueling training period, during which her unique rock band persona captivated the creators, giving birth to the iconic MTV. Eileen's commitment and creativity in developing Melody Trouble Vixen made her a standout character, resonating with fans and adding a fresh, dynamic energy to the show.

Eileen's Book Banners of Avalon the Return of Ealauna

Beyond GLOW, Eileen's talents extended into acting and innovation. She continued to pursue acting opportunities and even invented an e-publishing system for media artists, holding a U.S. patent for this groundbreaking technology. Eileen's passion for empowering artists and her dedication to her craft are evident in all her endeavors. She also penned a fantasy novel, "The Banners of Avalon, The Return of Ealauna," showcasing her storytelling abilities in another realm.

Terry, MTV and Myself

Meeting Eileen in person, I discovered she was much more than her MTV persona. She is incredibly intelligent, charismatic, and considerate, with a unique charm that instantly forms connections. Whether sharing anecdotes from her wrestling days or engaging in new adventures, Eileen's warmth and enthusiasm are infectious. Her time on GLOW, featuring memorable matches and enduring friendships, reflects her gratitude for the fans and the positive impact of the show. Eileen O'Hara's journey is a testament to her multifaceted talent and her ability to inspire and connect with others.

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A Holiday Tradition and a Dream Come True: Miracle on 34th Street and Visiting Macy's

Every family has its cherished holiday traditions and every year around Thanksgiving, my mom and I had a cherished tradition of watching "Miracle on 34th Street" with Natalie Wood. It was our signal that the holiday season had officially begun. The film, with its timeless charm and heartwarming message, always brought us closer together. I would scour through the TV guide each week, looking for every time the movie would be on. One of the best parts of having cable, albeit basic cable, back in the 1980s was the fact that certain movies that would air once a year on network television would sometimes play on a cable channel more frequently. Each time it would air, we’d cover up in the living room with a few afghans she had crocheted, popcorn, and big glasses of lemonade, and lose ourselves in the magical world where Kris Kringle proves to everyone that he is the real Santa Claus. Natalie Wood’s portrayal of the skeptical little Susan added just the right amount of innocence and wonder, making the movie even more special for us.

The tradition of watching "Miracle on 34th Street" wasn’t just about the movie itself but also about the love that both of us shared for the film. We laughed, we cried, and we believed in the spirit of Christmas just a little bit more each year. It became one of those rare constants in life that I could always count on, no matter what else was happening. The scenes set in Macy's particularly captivated us, and we often talked about visiting the iconic store as well as Gimbels someday. We also tried watching the 1973 version of the movie, but it just didn’t have the same magic, and we didn't care for it at all.

That dream came true when I was 16, in the summer of 1992. After finally making my way to New York City, I marveled at the facade of the Majestic Theatre, the famous home of "The Phantom of the Opera." Then, I walked ten blocks to visit the real Macy's on 34th Street. Though my mom wasn't with me, the experience was magical. Macy's on 34th Street was much larger than I could have ever imagined. In the area where I grew up, the largest stores were the two-story anchor mall stores like Sears, DH Holmes, Gayfers, Montgomery Ward, McRae's, and JCPenney. Macy's vibe was incomparable to those stores, though DH Holmes, before being bought by Dillard's, seemed like a mini version of this great store. Even the Macy's locations in Atlanta paled in comparison. During my time in New York, I found myself in Macy's more often than any other store because it was so massive that you could spend an entire day there and still not see everything.

I would intentionally take the wooden escalators because they somehow made me feel more connected to the 1947 film than the modern escalators with metal stairs. Though Macy's prices were higher than what I was used to paying for clothes, I did a lot of shopping in their Young Men's section. Even now, almost 50, I find myself gravitating toward the same section in any store. Plus, it was well air-conditioned, which was a welcome relief during the hot summer days.

After I briefly left New York following my "accident" with Richard Rogers, being back in Florida felt so foreign to me, even though everything was exactly as I remembered. One thing I always loved as a kid was walking around the mall during Christmas. The two malls in Mobile, Bel Aire and Springdale, as well as University and Cordova in Pensacola, went all out in different ways to make their decorations more festive than the next. When I returned to New York in November of the same year, I wasn't prepared for the feeling I got while walking through the city, which had transformed into a Christmas wonderland. The moment I turned the corner and saw Macy's all decorated for Christmas, stepping into those grand doors with the store readied for the upcoming holiday season felt like stepping into the movie. The festive decorations, the hustle and bustle of shoppers, and the sheer size of the store were overwhelming in the best possible way. Regretfully, part of the wish my mom and I had could not be fulfilled completely, visiting Gimbels. Gimbels had gone out of business half a decade before I made it to New York. However, not all was lost, as the A&S Plaza, now called Manhattan Mall, was open for business on the original site where Gimbels once stood. While not the same, it was still very magical to me.

I couldn't pass up the chance to see the real-life Macy's Santa Claus either. I waited in line among children of different national backgrounds, which I absolutely loved, all with the same goal as me: to have a magical moment with the magical man, even if he was just an employee of the store. I declined a photo because I thought I would always remember the moment in my mind, but 32 years later, I wish I had gotten one to share the magic with you, my readers, my family, and everyone else I know. I couldn’t help but think back to all those years of watching the film and how it had sparked this moment of excitement and fulfillment.

AI version of sort of me with "Macy's"

Standing there in Macy's, I felt a deep sense of gratitude for the shared moments with my mom. The store was as magical as I had imagined, but the true magic lay in the memories we created together, both on screen and in real life. I wish I had shared this story with my mom before her passing; I feel she would have loved hearing about my visit to Macy's and how she contributed to the magic I feel each year during the holiday season and beyond. I also would love to hear her try to sing the tune the little Dutch girl sang with Santa Claus in the movie once more. Though my mom didn't know the words, she did her best to sing along to "Sinterklaas Kapoentje" and it always cracked me up. Visiting Macy's was the perfect culmination of our holiday tradition and remains one of my most treasured memories. "Miracle on 34th Street" continues to hold a special place in my heart, not just as a classic film, but as a symbol of the enduring bond between my mom and me.

Memories of the Past: Christmas Tree Farms & Finding the Perfect Christmas Tree

Thanksgiving was a special time for my family, not only because of my mom's delicious Thanksgiving meal and her wonderful treats but also because it marked the beginning of our search for the perfect Christmas tree. My dad was adamant about having a real tree, detesting the thought of an artificial one. My grandmother had a silver aluminum tree with a color wheel that I was fascinated with, but my dad believed that the smell, look, and feel of a real tree could never be replicated. Of course, he never saw the two stunning artificial trees I own now, but artificial trees back then weren't made like they are today.

Our Thanksgiving dinner was typically served around lunchtime, and by dinner, we were making plates from the massive amount of leftovers. After our first "feeding," we would hang out watching TV for an hour or so before getting ready to head out to a Christmas tree farm. In Mobile, Alabama, my dad's favorite Christmas tree farm was Ramsey Farms in Grand Bay, though we sometimes ventured to one on Repoll Road. When we moved to Florida, Whispering Pines became our regular tree farm.

At the farm, my dad would park the car, grab a saw from an employee, and we would head out to the fields. We all had different ideas of the perfect tree. My sister liked them perfectly shaped, I preferred them tall, and my mom wanted them full enough to hold all our ornaments. Initially, I was enthusiastic about the selection process, but as time wore on, the temperature dropped, and the winds picked up, I became less interested. Eventually, I would have agreed to a tumbleweed. My dad's decision was final once he checked the base of the tree trunk to ensure it would fit into our stand and be easily watered. He would then saw the tree down himself because, in his words, why pay someone else to do it?

Tree farms provided more than just trees; they offered a full holiday experience. Unlike the pre-cut trees sold in parking lots, which often looked out of place, tree farms made the experience special. Sometimes Santa and Mrs. Claus were there, and one year, the farm had actual deer and animals associated with Nativity scenes, like donkeys and sheep. Every tree farm had crafts, wreaths, and Christmas-scented items for sale. Christmas-related food and beverages, such as cookies, sweets, apple cider, and my favorite, hot chocolate, were also readily available. My mom would usually walk with my sister and I to the refreshment stand to buy hot chocolate for the three of us while my dad cut down the tree.

Once we got our tree home, my dad would drill a hole into the middle of the trunk before putting it in the tree stand and setting it up in the living room. My favorite part of Christmas trees was always the lights. My parents had strands of mini colored lights with reflectors for years before switching to clear lights when I was in the 8th grade. I much preferred the colored lights, often laying on the floor with my head under the tree, squinting at the blue lights, which I thought were the prettiest. I didn't care if we had ornaments; the lights were enough for me. We would spend a few hours decorating the tree, and my mom would put the finishing touches on it after my sister and I went to bed.

I can't say we ever had an ugly Christmas tree, though a couple shed quickly and others had bare spots that went unnoticed until we set it up. My parents would turn the tree so the bare spot wouldn't be visible. Since leaving home, I've continued the live tree tradition for many years, even buying one for my friend Erik's apartment in New York when I was 16. In the early 2000s, Terry and I found a 9-foot artificial tree that looked as if it had been grown and cut rather than assembled in a factory. We used it for many years until I found a shorter pre-lit tree under the Martha Stewart brand that could be assembled in less than 10 minutes.

Terry and I used to decorate for Christmas on Thanksgiving, but over the years, our decoration schedule shifted earlier and earlier, usually a week or two before Thanksgiving. This allowed us to relax and enjoy Thanksgiving without stressing over decorations. The tradition of finding and decorating the perfect Christmas tree remains a cherished memory, full of warmth, love, and holiday spirit.

Reconnecting with the Past: My Beloved 1967 Smith Corona Galaxie Deluxe Typewriter

Classic Smith Corona Galaxie Deluxe Typewriter

Last year, while working on parts of my book, I decided to buy a manual typewriter, hoping it would help me slow down and put more thought into my writing. I purchased a brand-new Epoch manual typewriter by Royal, excited because Royal is such a well-established brand. However, I quickly discovered that modern typewriters lack the vibe and craftsmanship of the old classics.

"Royal" Epoch Manual Typewriter

Apparently, Royal, or the company using its name, sources their typewriters from the same factory as other brands available today. So, when you see new Royal Epoch, Royal Classic, The Oliver, We Are Memory Keepers, and so on, they are all essentially the same, just with different paint and branding. Unlike the old cast metal, the slugs are now made of plastic, glued unevenly to the type bars. The appearance of the typed text gives off a vibe reminiscent of the ransom notes you see on TV.

The keys are also quite hard on the fingers, with edges that are a bit sharp, so you have to type slowly and carefully. Realizing I couldn't use it long-term, I started looking for secondhand machines like the ones I remember from my childhood. There's something about those vintage typewriters that the new ones just can't replicate.

"I had the joy of purchasing a 1967-ish Smith Corona Galaxie Deluxe typewriter from Classic Typewriter Co. This particular model holds a special place in my heart as it’s the same typewriter my parents owned, and it's where I first learned how to type as a kid. Seeing this vintage machine again was like reconnecting with an old friend. The sleek 1960's design, the sound of the keys clacking, and the manual return carriage bring back so many memories of my childhood, sitting at the kitchen table and later our typing desk, converted from an old Zenith Console Television, typing away on my parents' typewriter. My parents had bought the typewriter to use for their home care and landscaping business during the 1970's and early 1980's. Both my sister and I loved sitting at it, just clacking away, not realizing we were training ourselves for something that would become a part of everyday life—a computer keyboard. My typing skills excelled from a young age; in fact, my 8th-grade "business" class teacher accused me of cheating on my computer typing test before moving me to an electric typewriter with similar results. Back in the late 80's, even kids with home computers couldn't keep up with me, probably because manual typewriters do require a bit more muscle to type on.

The Smith Corona Galaxie Deluxe is a testament to the craftsmanship of the past. Its robust build and reliable performance make it a cherished piece of history. I spent countless hours typing on it, practicing on letters, a few of my parents' business documents and essays, and even writing my first short stories. It’s incredible how such a simple machine can ignite a lifelong love for writing. The tactile experience of using a typewriter is something digital keyboards can’t replicate—the deliberate press of each key, the satisfying ding at the end of a line, and the rhythmic movement of the carriage returning.

Adding this typewriter to my home has not only been a nostalgic trip down memory lane but has also inspired me to incorporate more typewritten elements into my creative projects. Quite a bit of my book as well as some of the entries on my blog started out on one of my two typewriters. There’s something uniquely charming about typewritten text that adds a personal touch to letters and notes. Whether I’m using it for journaling, creating art, or just enjoying the simple pleasure of typing, my 1967 Smith Corona Galaxie Deluxe is my favorite of the two I own and a treasured companion that connects me to my past and fuels my passion for writing.

Megan Starr-Levitt's Beautiful Broadway: An Intimate Vocal Masterpiece

I first encountered Megan Starr-Levitt as an understudy in the Broadway production of Phantom, but she truly shone when she covered the role of Christine. Her performance was mesmerizing. When I saw that Megan had released a CD, I couldn't wait to get my hands on it.

Beautiful Broadway features ten tracks, including beloved classics like "How Could I Even Know" from The Secret Garden, "Moonfall" from Drood, and "Think of Me" from Phantom. Megan's voice is stunning and crystal clear, and her renditions of these songs are simply captivating.

Megan Starr-Levitt as Christine

While the album is a simpler production, with Megan’s voice backed by a single piano, it allows her vocals to take center stage. This raw, intimate setup beautifully showcases her talent. Her rendition of "Think of Me" is a standout and is a permanent fixture on my playlist.

I highly recommend this CD to fans of Megan, classic Broadway, and those who appreciate the purity of piano and voice arrangements. Though it's a little hard to find, it's worth searching for as Megan’s voice is colorful and beautiful, making this album a delightful addition to any collection.

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Navigating Pain Management: Upcoming Lumbar Ablation Procedures

As the holiday season approaches, I find myself preparing for two more lumbar ablation procedures with Dr. Pines. On November 25, I'll be addressing the left side in three places, followed by the right side on December 19, also in three places. These procedures mirror the ones I had earlier this year in January and February, which brought significant relief from the back pain that often limited my home and activities.

Lumbar ablation, also known as radiofrequency ablation, is a minimally invasive procedure where heat generated by radio waves is used to target and deactivate specific nerves in the lumbar spine. This process interrupts the pain signals sent to the brain, providing significant and often long-lasting relief from chronic back pain. The procedure involves inserting needles to deliver the radiofrequency energy. While you remain awake and receive only minimal anesthesia, the experience is not particularly painful. It's mostly uncomfortable and can be likened to pinches and bee stings. In fact, wisdom tooth extraction is typically more painful.

Reflecting on the past year, I realize just how much these procedures have improved my quality of life. The relief from chronic pain has allowed me to engage in activities, from simple household chores to more enjoyable hobbies and outings. It's incredible how a targeted medical intervention can make such a difference in daily living.

Interestingly, Terry will also be undergoing lumbar ablation in December, but with a different doctor. It's comforting to know we're both taking steps toward better health and pain management, even if our paths diverge slightly in terms of medical providers. We're supporting each other through these experiences.

As we gear up for these upcoming appointments, there's a mix of anticipation and gratitude. The journey through pain management isn't always easy, but having experienced the benefits earlier this year, I'm optimistic about the future. Here's to hoping these next procedures will be just as effective, allowing us both to continue enjoying life with less pain and more freedom.

A Historical Look Back at Royal American Shows and My 1993 Louisiana State Fair Experience

Before his death in 1965, Carl J. Sedlmayr, often regarded as the king of the amusement industry, had built the largest carnival in the world. Sedlmayr's Royal American Shows proudly held the title of being the world's most beautiful show and the world's largest carnival midway. It was also the largest show to ever travel by train, boasting a massive convoy of 90 railroad cars during its heyday. This enormous train had to be split into two separate sections for transport. The first section contained 37 flat cars, two stock cars for equipment storage, one pie car for employees to eat and socialize, and seven sleeper cars. The second section included 20 flat cars, two concession supply cars, two private coach cars, one dining car, and 17 sleeper cars.

Royal American's success was partly due to its strong route, primarily playing state fairs in the United States and large regional expositions in Canada. Growing up in Mobile and Pensacola during the seventies and eighties, I remember visiting midways like Century 21, Goodings Million Dollar Midways, and Conklin but never experienced Royal American Shows as they had lost the contract with the Pensacola Interstate Fair to Goodings years before I attended. Royal American was known for its spectacular and massive midways, and anyone who witnessed it in its glory was truly fortunate. The entire show traveled by train until 1982, when the railroads' expenses forced Royal American to switch to trucks. Brightly painted equipment, including the show train and trailers, showcased Sedlmayr's circus-style flair.

Royal American Show's spectacular midway

In 1983, Royal American began traveling by truck, converting all rides to over-the-road status. During their Shreveport dates, they had the Space Wheels and Rod Link's Skywheel set up simultaneously, a sight to behold! In 1993, I visited the Royal American midway in Shreveport. Though not as large as before, it remained one of the most impressive carnivals I've seen. Their classic Rock-O-Plane ride still looked great and attracted many visitors. This was the 60th year for Royal American at the Louisiana State Fair, but sadly, it was their last for a while as they lost the contract to Bill Dillard Shows. They replaced the Shreveport date with the Greater Baton Rouge State Fair.

From what I recall, Royal American had the following show-owned rides on the midway in 1993: 36' Chance Merry-go-Round, 90' Majestic Scooter, Rock-O-Plane, Winky the Whale, Round-Up, Scrambler, four Hamptons, Dumbo Ride, Yo-Yo, Crazy Dance (the one from Problem Child 2), Hi-Roller, Go-Gator, SkyDiver, Gravitron, Spider, Swinger, Koncord Kastle, Kiddie Scrambler, Cycle Jump, Little Eli, Tilt-A-Whirl, and Four by Four. They also had several rides booked-on from other shows. Unfortunately, I never got to see Royal American after they closed for good in 1997, and their assets were auctioned off in 1999.

Saturday GLOWcase: Cheyenne Cher: The Empowering Indian Princess and Cheerleader of GLOW Seasons 3 & 4

Continuing with Native American Heritage Month, this weeks Saturday GLOWcase features the Indian Princess of Season 3 and 4 of GLOW, Cheyenne Cher.

In the colorful and over-the-top world of the Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling (GLOW), Cheyenne Cher, played by the talented Dee Walker, made her debut as the new Indian Princess after Little Feather left the show before season 3 began. Cheyenne Cher brought a blend of speed, agility, and cultural pride to the ring, captivating audiences with her powerful performances and charismatic personality.

Much like Little Feather, Cheyenne Cher's character was based on a stereotypical symbol of Native Americans. While it could be considered a caricature, Cheyenne Cher continued to serve as a symbol of empowerment and representation for Native American women. Her storylines often highlighted themes of resilience and determination, with opponents referencing oppression and exploitation of her people. Despite this, her character was not as much of a "jobber" as Little Feather though her first televised match, she did get a beat down and a splash down from Big Bad Mama.

In addition to her portrayal as the replacement Indian Princess, Cheyenne Cher became one half of the cheerleader tag team duo during seasons 3 and 4, teaming up with Vicky Victory after Debbie Debutante left the show. This dynamic duo brought new energy to the ring, combining athleticism with the spirit of cheerleading. Cheyenne Cher was the stronger of the two, allowing the cheerleaders to hold their own as a tag team, much to the delight of fans.

During the season 3 finale, Cheyenne Cher "won" the GLOW crown due to interference from Roxy Astor in a match with Godiva, and somehow, she held the title throughout season 4 until Daisy defeated her during the series finale. The legacy of Cheyenne Cher continues to be celebrated by GLOW fans, reminding us of the power of representation and the impact of strong, diverse characters in media. Cheyenne Cher will always be remembered as a character who brought pride and strength to the ring, leaving a lasting legacy for future generations of GLOW fans.

A Fairy Tale Running with Scissors: Revisiting "Edward Scissorhands"

Edward Scissorhands Poster

Before I ever watched "Edward Scissorhands," a classmate named AJ tried to explain it during our homeroom class. Honestly, I thought he was making it all up—it just sounded too outlandish. But when I finally saw the movie, I had to admit that AJ was spot on. He said that anyone who watches it would fall in love with it, and for me, that couldn't be more true.

Tim Burton's "Edward Scissorhands," released in 1990, is a whimsical and poignant tale that mixes fantasy, romance, and a touch of social commentary. The film follows Edward, a gentle soul with scissors for hands, played brilliantly by Johnny Depp. With his wild hair, pale complexion, and eccentric look, Edward is quintessentially a Burton creation, combining the tragic and fantastical. He's like a modern-day Frankenstein, trying to find his place in a world that both embraces and fears his differences.

Back in the 90s, society was slowly starting to accept quirky and unconventional characters, and Edward fit right into this emerging trend. Despite his unusual appearance and the initial fear he inspires, Edward carves out a niche for himself by using his scissor hands to beautify his surroundings. He transforms into a talented hairdresser and landscaper, turning the mundane into the extraordinary with his creative flair. This blend of horror and heart is what makes "Edward Scissorhands" such a unique and beloved film.

The relationship between Edward and Kim (Winona Ryder) adds a deep layer of romance and emotion to the story. Their love is tender and genuine but also tinged with the sadness of knowing they can never truly be together. Tim Burton’s gothic style and fairy tale elements create a visual and emotional masterpiece that captures the audience's imagination and empathy. While the film doesn't end on a completely happy note—Edward and Kim don’t end up together (and honestly, who could sleep next to someone with scissors for hands?!)—it still offers a more hopeful outlook compared to the original Frankenstein story, where both the monster and his creator meet tragic ends.

Though "Edward Scissorhands" isn't strictly a Christmas movie, many, including myself, feel it fits perfectly within the winter/holiday genre. There's something about its whimsical, snow-covered scenes and the heartwarming story that feels just right for the season.

"Edward Scissorhands" is a beautiful exploration of acceptance and the power of creativity. It shows how society has become more open to embracing oddities and celebrates the uniqueness of individuals. Whether you’re a fan of Tim Burton’s distinctive style or simply love a good fairy tale with a twist, this film is a must-watch. It’s a timeless reminder that our differences can be our greatest strengths.

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Thanksgiving Memories: A Look Back at My Childhood Celebrations

With Thanksgiving just two weeks away, I find myself reflecting on the holiday traditions of my childhood. This year has been a whirlwind of medical appointments for both Terry and me, along with work and the usual hustle of life. Amidst all this chaos, I’m incredibly grateful for the much-needed vacation we took back in March. Cruising from Miami to the Dominican Republic, St. Thomas, Tortola, and the Bahamas was fantastic, even though we came back with COVID-19. But today’s post isn’t about this year; it’s about the Thanksgivings of my childhood.

My mom always had the best intentions in the kitchen, even though she wasn’t the best cook. She did excel in certain areas, and she always tried to make Easter, Christmas, and Thanksgiving special for our family. This sometimes included our extended family, mainly my Aunt Beverly and Uncle Gene. Mama loved turkey, but she never quite mastered cooking it; it was never undercooked, just dry. Despite using the instructions on the label, the turkey always came out that way. When I started cooking, I managed to get it right the first time. My dad was amazed, noting that after 20 years, my mom couldn’t perfect it, but there I was, nailing it on my first try. I spent a lot of time at the library in Milton, Florida, reading old cookbooks from the 1950s and 1960s. These books had plenty of tips and recipes, especially for making a whole turkey, which families cooked year-round back then. One essential tip that turkey labels should include is to pour a generous amount of chicken or vegetable broth into the pan to keep the turkey moist from the start.

Mama mainly stuck with ham for Christmas and Easter, but she knew my dad and I loved turkey, so she felt obligated to make one at least for Thanksgiving. I’ve always preferred turkey over ham, even if it’s dry. But I do enjoy ham too.

The week before Thanksgiving, Mama would already have done all the grocery shopping. She made the cornbread for her dressing a few days in advance and started baking sweets the night before. Pumpkin pie, pecan pie, and sweet potato pie were her specialties. Her sweet potato pie used the same ingredients as the pumpkin pie, except she substituted sweet potatoes for canned pumpkin. Both were amazing. Mama also made divinity, fudge, and a fruit salad with fresh and canned fruit. Her fudge was delicious, old-fashioned fudge, but she loaded it with pecans, which I hated. I was never a fan of nuts due to their texture. I loved her divinity too, but it was also filled with pecans. I learned to suck on a piece until it melted in my mouth and then spit out the nuts. My dad hated when I did that and would slap me on the back of my head, but it worked for me.

Thanksgiving morning, I’d wake up to the smell of coffee brewing. I loved coffee back then, but my parents didn’t allow my sister and me to drink it. Becki, my sister, recently told me our parents thought it was bad for us. I suspect they were worried we’d use up too much sugar and milk. I drink black coffee and always did when I snuck a cup, so they had nothing to worry about. I watched the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade while Mama worked in the kitchen, preparing turkey, cornbread stuffing (ingredients similar to those found in the Better Homes and Gardens and Paula Deen cookbooks), candied yams, green beans (never green bean casserole), mashed potatoes with giblet gravy and other fixings.

After the parade, Mama, Daddy, Becki, and I would sit at the kitchen table, stuffing ourselves with everything Mama cooked. We were always grateful for her ability to make everything but the turkey so amazing. After dinner, we’d shower, get ready, and head out to a Christmas tree farm to find the perfect tree. Return home and stuff ourselves again before decorating the tree before heading to bed.

In one of my upcoming blog entries, I'll be sharing all about our adventures at Christmas Tree Farms and our quest to find the perfect tree. Stay tuned!

Memories of the International House of Pancakes: A Family Tradition

The classic IHOP building

After Sunday church services, one of the go-to places for many families has been the iconic blue-roofed, A-framed International House of Pancakes (IHOP). The whole vibe of the place screams classic America, from the delicious array of flavored syrups (maple, boysenberry, strawberry, and blueberry) in those signature sticky-handled glass dispensers to a menu full of pancake variations that left you stumped on what to choose each time.

Terry and I absolutely love IHOP. From our days living in Buckhead to where we are now, grabbing dinner or breakfast at 1:00 a.m. has never been an issue thanks to IHOP. While I do have a soft spot for Waffle House, IHOP is the place where I know we'll always leave fully satisfied, especially when it comes to late-night eats. Terry's go-to used to be the Chicken Fried Chicken Sandwich Platter, but now he's all about the breakfast sampler. For me, it's usually an omelet—often the Colorado Omelette—though my all-time favorite was a seafood-stuffed omelet available for a short time back in the early 2000s. Don't judge me; it was amazing!

As a kid, breakfast spots weren't high on my parents' list of places to dine out, so the International House of Pancakes remained a bit of a mystery. Plus, at the time, I thought I hated pancakes, thanks to the bland, often burnt-on-one-side versions my mom and dad occasionally whipped up.

Discovering IHOP as an adult was like finding a breakfast haven I never knew I needed. The variety of delicious options, from fluffy pancakes to hearty omelets, made every visit a delightful adventure. Whether it's the bustling atmosphere or the friendly service, there's something uniquely comforting about IHOP that keeps us coming back.

IHOP has become a special part of our routine, a place where we can always count on a good meal and great memories. Whether we're enjoying a spontaneous late-night breakfast or a leisurely weekend brunch, IHOP never disappoints. It's a tradition that adds a little extra flavor to our lives, one pancake at a time.

IHOP has been serving smiles for over 60 years. It all started in 1958 in Toluca Lake, California, thanks to brothers Al Lapin Jr. and Jerry Lapin. Inspired by McDonald's success, they tested their pancake recipes in their mom's kitchen. When the first restaurant opened, it was a full-on family affair, with Al's wife working the cash register with their baby son in a bassinet under the counter. The restaurant quickly became a hit, and the brothers expanded the chain across the nation and into Canada, opening over 1,000 restaurants. The name officially changed to IHOP in 1976. Jerry left the company in 1966, moved his family to Australia, and returned to the U.S. in 1979. He passed away at age 92 in 2022. Al left IHOP in 1973, had a rollercoaster of a career, and loved seeing IHOPs as he traveled. He passed away in 2004 at the age of 76. 🧇🍓📖✨

For those who enjoyed the story behind IHOP, you might also like:

Denny's: Another classic American diner known for its grand slam breakfasts.

Cracker Barrel: A mix of Southern comfort food and old-school charm.

Waffle House: Famous for its waffles and 24/7 service.

Shoney's: Offering a delicious breakfast bar and family-friendly atmosphere.

"Jolene: The Timeless Brilliance of Dolly Parton"

The album "Jolene" by Dolly Parton is an absolute gem in the country music genre. Released in 1974, it features one of her most iconic songs, the title track "Jolene," which tells the poignant story of a woman pleading with another to not take away her man. This track alone showcases Dolly's incredible storytelling abilities and her knack for capturing deep emotions through her powerful vocals. The album as a whole is a testament to Dolly's versatility and her ability to blend traditional country sounds with a modern twist.

One of the standout tracks on the album, "I Will Always Love You," further solidifies Dolly's reputation as a phenomenal songwriter. This song, which later became a massive hit for Whitney Houston, highlights Dolly's raw emotion and sincerity. The simplicity of the arrangement allows her voice to take center stage, creating a heartfelt and timeless ballad. It's a song that resonates with anyone who has experienced love and loss.

Another noteworthy aspect of the album is its diverse range of musical styles. While it stays true to its country roots, songs like "Lonely Comin' Down" and "When Someone Wants to Leave" incorporate elements of folk and pop, adding depth and variety to the listening experience. Dolly's ability to experiment with different sounds while maintaining her signature style is a testament to her talent and creativity.

Overall, "Jolene" is a must-listen for any Dolly Parton fan or country music enthusiast. The album captures the essence of Dolly's artistry, from her impeccable songwriting to her emotive performances. It's a record that not only showcases her as a country icon but also as a versatile and innovative musician. Whether you're a longtime fan or new to her music, "Jolene" is sure to leave a lasting impression.

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No Car, No Problem

People often ask me how I manage without driving and whether it limits where I can go. Honestly, it doesn't bother me much. I get to where I need to go in various ways.

Growing up, my dad once told me that if I started driving, I'd kill someone. That stuck with me, and though I can technically drive, my anxiety levels go through the roof when I do. His voice in my head is enough to make me reach for a Valium. I’ve only driven a handful of times, mostly to help Terry get home from procedures. Most recently, pulling out of the hospital, someone almost hit us. I freaked, slammed on the brakes, and reversed quickly. It would have been their fault, but still, not cool for my mental state.

The first time I drove, though, I had no fear. It was the infamous ride to New York with Andrew Wilder in his not-so-legally-acquired vehicle. I was fine, but then again, that ride was on interstates with little traffic and fewer lane changes. It was also peppered with pit stops to satisfy certain urges. Growing up in small towns, driving was essential to get anywhere quickly. By the time I was old enough to drive, I didn't need to because I could catch rides with others.

1991 LeBaron Convertible, like the one I drove

When I moved to Atlanta and New York, I relied on public transportation. New York is way more pedestrian-friendly than Atlanta. It’s no sweat to walk from Times Square to the Village if you don’t want to take the train. The only challenge is watching out for drivers in NYC who don’t care about traffic lights. In Kentucky, I depended on my best friend Ernie to get around, though I could walk to the grocery store and my awful job. In Vegas, I bought rollerskates to navigate around. The only struggle was tourists who stopped short in front of you.

The trains go all over NYC & beyond

By 1997, I settled in Atlanta. Terry and I lived in the heart of the city, making it easy to walk or take the train. When he bought his first car in 1999, we became more mobile, though I preferred walking, biking, and public transit. We later moved to a less accessible area, and I started biking more. At one point, I had to rely on Terry to drive me to the airport to catch the train. Thankfully, MARTA expanded bus routes into our county, picking up right in front of our subdivision.

After years of walking to the bus stop and work, scooters began to pop up around town. Renting them for a while, I eventually bought my own—a Swagtron Swagger Elite 5. It was great for getting around without walking or biking, though the battery life wasn’t as advertised. One time, the battery died while I was training at Hobnob in Midtown. I learned my lesson: always have a plan to charge up. After breaking my arm on the scooter, I took a break from using it.

When I started working at the airport, I considered using the scooter to get to and from the bus. After figuring out the logistics and getting my manager's permission, I’ve used it ever since. It, along with my Swagtron SwagCycle Pro eBike, has been handy for quick trips to the gas station and Aldi, but never too far.

The farthest I go from my house on my own accord is Six Flags Over Georgia, thanks to MARTA having bus access to the park. Does it bother me not driving? Not at all. I don't worry about insurance, car repairs, or even gas.