{"id":234,"date":"2007-11-03T21:46:00","date_gmt":"2007-11-04T04:46:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wendybrandes.com\/blog\/?p=234"},"modified":"2019-06-13T12:23:49","modified_gmt":"2019-06-13T16:23:49","slug":"six-facts-about-me-requested-by-lady-n","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.wendybrandes.com\/blog\/2007\/11\/six-facts-about-me-requested-by-lady-n\/","title":{"rendered":"Six Facts About Me, Requested by Lady N"},"content":{"rendered":"

The gorgeous and outgoing Lady N<\/a> has tagged me, so I’m going to list six facts about myself. I’m not going to tag anyone else because I fear everyone has been tagged a million times (I think Lady N got to all the untagged people!). But if you haven’t been tagged and feel like doing it, let me know and I’ll give you my blessing.<\/p>\n

1. I’ve been obsessed with tapirs<\/a> ever since I saw a herd of them at the Singapore Zoo. The guide said, “Don’t touch or feed the tapirs!” I don’t think people obey this rule because the tapirs were suspiciously friendly. They were practically going through people’s pockets looking for something tasty or maybe some money. “Hey, I found $5 here.” “Okay, let’s hit the vending machine.”<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>“Got food?”<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

2. I’m a fan of a comic strip called Mutts. It’s about a kitteh (Mooch) and a cute dog (Earl) who are best friends. They like to visit a deli called “Fatty Snax.” But now that I am writing this item, I feel like I am losing the love it’s impossible to find an image that is legal to use just to illustrate my affection. I know Earl and Mooch would never personally condone that.<\/p>\n

3. I’m really messy. Realllllllllllllllllllly messy. My husband likes to quote me as having said, “If cooking and cleaning were important, men would do it.” I have, in fact, said that, but I would be messy no matter what. Seriously, I am the kind of person who would find one dirty sock and half a tuna sandwich from last week under my pillow, then eat the tuna sandwich.<\/p>\n

4. I love listening to show tunes. For about six months, I listened to the Patti LuPone<\/a> Evita<\/a> soundtrack every day at the gym for a full hour of cardio. I think it energized me to imagine myself haranguing all my adoring peasants from the balcony of the Casa Rosada<\/a>. I had the good fortune to see Patti in the original production. I went to a revival in London this spring and I noticed that they changed two lines. Meanwhile, at the gym, I moved on to a combination of Gypsy<\/a> and Man of La Mancha<\/a> for about three months, and yesterday I switched to West Side Story<\/a>. I have to stop crying when I listen to the finale because people on the other elliptical machines are giving me looks.<\/p>\n

Getting back to Patti LuPone…I heart her so much. She was in a revival of Gypsy this summer and I dragged my husband to it. It was us, a bunch of housewives from New Jersey, and some of the most flamboyant gay men I’ve ever seen, and honeys, I’ve hung out with drag queens so that’s saying a lot. I’ve watched this clip of Patti on Will and Grace<\/a> at least 20 times.<\/p>\n