When my husband used to bartend at the Olive Garden in Chelsea (sad but true, hey it was his first job in this country!), Ethan Hawke used to bring his kids in sometimes. He read The Night Before Christmas at a community carol service I used to sing in, a couple of years back, so I can say I've shared a stage with him . . . The guy they got the next year, someone I've seen doing Shakespeare in the Park several times, was much better though. fwiw.
He's quite the Chelsean. (Is that a word?) And that's really nifty, that you shared the stage with him - even if he got upstaged by his successor. And probably by your singing, too, from what I remember of the Buffy sing-a-long!
*blush* I was part of a neighborhood choral society, extremely charming but of mixed ability, so I doubt it. But thanks. Always glad to hear compliments on my singing! ;-) One of these days (when my dissertation is done) I'm going to find a new group to sing with.
DUDE, Ethan Hawke's ass needs to leave you the hell alone. What's with that thing, seriously?
My brother is going through an unfortunate Ethan Hawke hair phase. He even has the same pathetic chin fuzz. Oh, the curse of the straight-haired white male.
The worst part is, I know the cops will just laugh at me if I try to get a PPO on Ethan Hawke's ass. See? It sounds funny! They'll think I'm crazy! NOBODY UNDERSTAAAAAANDS!!!
Oh, the curse of the straight-haired white male. - BWAH! That describes so many people, so very efficiently.
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My brother is going through an unfortunate Ethan Hawke hair phase. He even has the same pathetic chin fuzz. Oh, the curse of the straight-haired white male.
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Oh, the curse of the straight-haired white male. - BWAH! That describes so many people, so very efficiently.
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