Fancypants Comes to Town!
Jake Tapper is interviewing Magic Johnson and the subject, of course, turns to basketball. And Magic declares that he would be honored to accept an invitation to play against the President at the White House. "We can get together, throw some elbows..." And he says that Michael Jordan and Larry Bird would probably love to come, too.
And there it is. Forget about everything else. Whatever, nuclear codes. Whatever, laws and policy. When you're the President of the United States of America, you can up and decide to have a pickup game with Magic Johnson, Michael Jordon and Larry Bird, and those motherfuckers will show up. Those motherfuckers will be nervous to meet you. That's cool.
I've been watching coverage since this morning at 8:30, because I couldn't sleep. I ran two general audition sessions yesterday and I've got another two today. I'll be at the theater late tonight making decisions on who to call back and when. I'll be exhausted. But I don't care. Had to get up early because it is Christmas Morning.
My favorite is all the elderly Black men and women in wheelchairs. You made it. You got to see it. OK, that made me tear up. Christ, I'm gonna be crying all day, all through auditions. "No, go ahead with your monologue. There's something in my eye."
Alright. I decided, out of respect, that I'm going to wear a suit to watch the inauguration, and keep it on all day, so I gotta go shower and shave and iron my shirt. Spike Lee's wife just said that the sun is gonna shine today. And Spike Lee looks like he's gonna cry and then everybody starts making fun of his Yankee hat. "When have we had two days like this, back to back, in the history of this country?" MLK to Obama. And then they cut to a homemade sign that says "January 20th, 2009 - MISSION ACCOMPLISHED." Ha ha ha ha.
It's gonna be a good day. It's gonna be a good four years, God willing. One way or another, I've got a pinstriped suit and a bottle of champagne that says it's going to be a good afternoon. This is a good country, and the joy on all these faces is incredible. Two million people don't care that it's 25 degrees out. Today is a good day.
And there it is. Forget about everything else. Whatever, nuclear codes. Whatever, laws and policy. When you're the President of the United States of America, you can up and decide to have a pickup game with Magic Johnson, Michael Jordon and Larry Bird, and those motherfuckers will show up. Those motherfuckers will be nervous to meet you. That's cool.
I've been watching coverage since this morning at 8:30, because I couldn't sleep. I ran two general audition sessions yesterday and I've got another two today. I'll be at the theater late tonight making decisions on who to call back and when. I'll be exhausted. But I don't care. Had to get up early because it is Christmas Morning.
My favorite is all the elderly Black men and women in wheelchairs. You made it. You got to see it. OK, that made me tear up. Christ, I'm gonna be crying all day, all through auditions. "No, go ahead with your monologue. There's something in my eye."
Alright. I decided, out of respect, that I'm going to wear a suit to watch the inauguration, and keep it on all day, so I gotta go shower and shave and iron my shirt. Spike Lee's wife just said that the sun is gonna shine today. And Spike Lee looks like he's gonna cry and then everybody starts making fun of his Yankee hat. "When have we had two days like this, back to back, in the history of this country?" MLK to Obama. And then they cut to a homemade sign that says "January 20th, 2009 - MISSION ACCOMPLISHED." Ha ha ha ha.
It's gonna be a good day. It's gonna be a good four years, God willing. One way or another, I've got a pinstriped suit and a bottle of champagne that says it's going to be a good afternoon. This is a good country, and the joy on all these faces is incredible. Two million people don't care that it's 25 degrees out. Today is a good day.