I KNOW, CELINE!!! I KNOW!!!!!!
This time of year is particularly starshined because big time celebrities swoop into DisneyWorld from across the land and grace us with their talent. And they don't even need to lip sync...er......
Anyway, today "the greatest singer in all the world" came to sing to "all ye faithful" and so, Brycrasch and I waded through the rain to the lobby of the Grand Floridian. As a sternum beating singer myself, I knew this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Risers overflowed with robed choir members, cameras swung on dollies, rafters and balconies flooded with guests, glittered trees and giant wrapped boxes twinkled in rigged lighting, and I found myself wedged in a sardined crowd of people, the majority of which who towered over me, waiting for Celine Dion to float onstage and open her pipes to my anxious, humble soul. I had hopes for finding my "meaning of Christmas" through simply being in the presence of the superstar that belted the theme song to the movie that made me want to be an actor at 12 years old. Even if she didn't do anything, I knew that just having a brush with superstardom would've had me on a high for months. But the time clock at block party ticked away...
And I had to leave right before she came out.
I was very upset. After cursing my job for the thousandth time, and feeling injustice drown me in the rain, I realized that Celine Dion couldn't bring me Christmas this year. I'd have to keep searching for it.
Would've been cool though....
1 comment:
I touched her left shoulder once. It was nice.
Except what wasn't nice was her lack of airbrushing that day. Trust me... scary. =/
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