I will be away for most of the day on a roadtrip. My girlfriend is a Fanilow. For those of you not familiar with the term it is how members of the Barry Manilow Fan Club refer to themselves, and yes, she is one of those. She has a Barry handbag, various Barry lotions and toiletries, Barry teas, a Fanilow teddy-bear, a Barry throw blanket, a license plate reading "BRRY4LF" (Barry for life), and many other things I haven't mentioned proclaiming her "Fanilow-ness." Wow.
When she found out he was playing in Manchester New Hampshire, she absolutely COULD NOT MISS IT! Guess who gets the extra ticket? Never in a million years would I have bought one for myself, but I am looking forward to it just for the novelty. How many of you can say you have been to one of his shows? (I'm not even going to say how much the tickets were. Let's just say that the only show I would pay this much for would be if the Beatles got back together, with John Lennon, and Janis Joplin was opening!)
I will get a t-shirt, and I'll wear it too. When you see me, feel free to point and laugh. You won't be laughing at me. You will be laughing with me. It's an ironic statement, you see.
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I won't be laughing with you at you or with you. I'll be laughing for you.
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