The stage: Dinner at the National Portrait Gallery, overlooking the well-lit London cityscape. A lovely prefix dinner, accompanied by four well-educated friends, chattering away about life, love and other mysteries. The conversation is animated and punctuated by the surrounding crowd of twenty-somethings with after work drinks, and fifty-somethings with after museum meals.
Friend One: "I would really love to get back to the Tate Modern to see their new exhibits. The Dali exhibit last year was fantastic. Expensive, but fantastic."
Friend Two: "The Tate had a Dolly Parton Exhibit?! .... Oh wait, you must mean Salvador Dali. .... Please don't tell anyone I just said that."
Friends One through Four laugh hysterically because Salvador Dali and Dolly Parton exist in such different worlds that it's hard to imagine that they have ever, in the history of the world, been confused before. (However, someone might want to call Trebek and tell him it would make for a good Jeopardy answer where they combine two phrases, like Salvador Dali Parton.)
Friend One: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about it, but I do have to put it on my blog."
And, scene.
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2 comments:
oh amy, you gave it away...you're friend 1!
Amy,
Cathy told me about your blog. What a treat to read it all! I loved the Dali-Dollie episode!
You're still a fabulous writer and humorist (have you ever been called that?) and it was really fun to read about your "holidays"! We plan to go to some of the places you're visiting sometime soon, so be sure to fill us in. Terry
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