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Well, he didn't mention crabs. Not even once! He told a funny story about singing 80s love songs while nervous and being joined by Steve Martin. He does a mean Steve Martin impression too. Of course he told the Christopher Walken story and mentioned that he has women shave him. Of course.
Not sure why they kept putting this interview off, but Regis and his announcers seem incapable of pronouncing "Rosenbaum" in spite of the fact that Michael said it himself during the interview. Possibly I'm overly sensitive about these things because I hate it when people mispronounce my last name.
I mean, how hard is it to work out how to say 'Blossom'? ;)
edited to say: Today is my sister Bee's birthday (happy 30th, ms. Bee!!!) so I called her to sing and all that. Apparently I called just after a rather explosive poo incident involving my nephew (these seem to happen fairly frequently these days...perhaps something no one on my friends list actually wants to hear about), but I did tell her that I watched Regis today.
Bee: "You saw Michael Rosenbaum, then?"
me: "Yep. Did you see it?"
Bee: "I saw the first bit, but then I went to take a shower."
me: "Ah. He sang some Chicago. He did a Steve Martin impression. It was fun."
Bee: "He's bald."
me: "Yes, he is."
Bee: "I guess he kind of has to be."
me: "Yeah."
Bee: "So why didn't they play this interview before?"
me: "I dunno, I thought there was going to be an itinerant crabs story, but no such luck."
Bee: "Crabs?"
me: "Yeah, you know, the STD? He likes to tell crabs stories. Like, asking people if they have them, and such."
Bee: "Why?!"
me: "Cause he's a fuck?"
Bee: "Oh."
me: "Well, happy birthday! I hear you had an explosive poo incident. Well, not you."
Bee: "It might as well have been me, really."
There's more conversation about the explosive poo incident after that, but I suspect you don't want to hear about that.
*loves sister* I'm going to get her a livejournal, but she's not really...the world's most technically advanced person, you see. And she needs to come up with an lj name. That's where we were at with this the last time. It will probably go something like this, though, when she gets an lj:
*calls ivy*
*calls ivy*
*calls ivy*
*calls ivy* PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE YOU BITCH!
So you can look forward to that.
Not sure why they kept putting this interview off, but Regis and his announcers seem incapable of pronouncing "Rosenbaum" in spite of the fact that Michael said it himself during the interview. Possibly I'm overly sensitive about these things because I hate it when people mispronounce my last name.
I mean, how hard is it to work out how to say 'Blossom'? ;)
edited to say: Today is my sister Bee's birthday (happy 30th, ms. Bee!!!) so I called her to sing and all that. Apparently I called just after a rather explosive poo incident involving my nephew (these seem to happen fairly frequently these days...perhaps something no one on my friends list actually wants to hear about), but I did tell her that I watched Regis today.
Bee: "You saw Michael Rosenbaum, then?"
me: "Yep. Did you see it?"
Bee: "I saw the first bit, but then I went to take a shower."
me: "Ah. He sang some Chicago. He did a Steve Martin impression. It was fun."
Bee: "He's bald."
me: "Yes, he is."
Bee: "I guess he kind of has to be."
me: "Yeah."
Bee: "So why didn't they play this interview before?"
me: "I dunno, I thought there was going to be an itinerant crabs story, but no such luck."
Bee: "Crabs?"
me: "Yeah, you know, the STD? He likes to tell crabs stories. Like, asking people if they have them, and such."
Bee: "Why?!"
me: "Cause he's a fuck?"
Bee: "Oh."
me: "Well, happy birthday! I hear you had an explosive poo incident. Well, not you."
Bee: "It might as well have been me, really."
There's more conversation about the explosive poo incident after that, but I suspect you don't want to hear about that.
*loves sister* I'm going to get her a livejournal, but she's not really...the world's most technically advanced person, you see. And she needs to come up with an lj name. That's where we were at with this the last time. It will probably go something like this, though, when she gets an lj:
*calls ivy*
*calls ivy*
*calls ivy*
*calls ivy* PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE YOU BITCH!
So you can look forward to that.
