Friday, February 09, 2007

Someone alert Andy Warhol


I had a small portion of my 15 minutes of fame the other night. Sort of. After attending a play, for which I did the layout for the program, I was introduced to the director. Upon hearing my name he said, "You're Dawn ******!!!" in the same awe-struck tone I would reserve for meeting a lifelong hero. I may never hear my name spoken like that again.

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6 Comments:

Anonymous TC said...

OK, so he likes your work - but why did he swear at you?

February 9, 2007 at 5:26 PM  
Blogger The Wrath of Dawn said...

The ****** doesn't mean sweary words, it's private top-secret code for my last name.

February 9, 2007 at 8:18 PM  
Blogger Ricardipus said...

Oh blast, tc thought of my comment before I did.

You know what I mean.

Dawn freakin' *****! I think you should have everyone refer to you that way from now on.

Full of good ideas, me.

/coat

February 10, 2007 at 1:28 AM  
Anonymous TC said...

Greetings, Dawn Sixstars!

February 10, 2007 at 6:34 AM  
Blogger The Wrath of Dawn said...

R-pus - Yes, I'm thinking of getting T-shirts printed. Which you might find handy since you've no longer got a coat.

TC - That's Dances with Actors to you, pard'ner.

February 10, 2007 at 12:06 PM  
Blogger Mr. Fabulous said...

I think of you that way all the time...

February 10, 2007 at 12:14 PM  

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