marina
05-17-2005, 03:38 PM
Hi to all of my wonderful friends. So here is a story. I was buying makeup in Studio City & one thing led to another, the owner of the store told me she LOVED my music, wanted to sell the CDs at her store & promote my music whenever possible. It was such a cool, pleasant & unexpected thing (I was buying makeup, after all), so I called Nick right away. I was telling him that she wanted to sell the CDs and put my poster on a weasel. And Nick said "weasel"?
I said, yes, weasel. He said, you mean "easel"? Which was of course exactly what I meant, but in my crazy foreign head it got all mixed up. Can you imagine, a poor little mammal running around with a poster stuck on it? Poor thing. I laughed so hard my stomach was hurting. One of those laughs, you know...
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I said, yes, weasel. He said, you mean "easel"? Which was of course exactly what I meant, but in my crazy foreign head it got all mixed up. Can you imagine, a poor little mammal running around with a poster stuck on it? Poor thing. I laughed so hard my stomach was hurting. One of those laughs, you know...
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