|From Up The Sandbox, 1972|
You don’t even want to know how much I love Barbra Streisand.
It’s sort of a weird thing.
Not as weird as my Mandy Patinkin thing, but it’s pretty weird.
One time I saw Mandy Patinkin and Patti Lupone in concert and I pretended the whole time that it was Barbra singing instead of Patti.
5. She went to high school with Neil Diamond. I can’t even talk about this. You know how I feel about Neil Diamond.
Side note: I have a friend who used to work for a non-profit organization in LA, where, reportedly, Barbra would occasionally call to ask for lists of names and phone #s of people who recently donated. She would just call them. Thank them and stuff. No biggie, just, Hey is Barbra! Thanks for making a difference. Have a great day!One lucky lady got a song on her answering machine. My friend said it was Evergreen but he might have been making that up because he knows I’ll start singing it upon mention. I don’t care. Still, every time I write a check or drop a dime in a bucket for a good cause, I do it because 1. It is the right thing to do, and because 2. What goes around comes around and if I have a fantasy voice mail from Barbra coming, it’s going to sound just like this: