Tuesday, July 29, 2008

And Then He Touched Me...

One journalist was also overheard wishing him luck, while another squealed, "He touched me!" as she left the ballroom.
Ah, the ecstasy that is The Lightworker.

And the objectivity that is "Authorized Journalism."

Babs? Your cue:
He touched me,
He put his hand near mine
And then he touched me
I felt a sudden tingle when he touched me
A sparkle, a glow
He knew it...
It wasn't accidental, no,
He knew it
He smiled and seem to tell me so all through it
He knew it, I know...
He's real, and the world is alive and shining
I feel such a wonderful drive toward valentining
He touched me, I simply have to face the fact
He touched me...
Control myself and try to act
As if I remember my name
But he touched me...
He touched me...
And suddenly nothing is the same!
'Cause he touched me...
He touched me...
And suddenly... nothing, nothing, nothing is the same!
Yeah, when nothing is the same it's called "Change."

Look at me, Damien. It's all for you!
Hey, uh, would somebody tell Chris Matthews to wipe off his leg?

5 comments:

Sean said...

I would expect that Chris Matthews would acually have to wipe off his chin........

Sean said...

"Actually". Sigh. I forgot to add, have his suit pressed, because those wrinkles at the knees........

jon said...

i guess now we can relegate the peace symbol to the bin of truthiness, with the manji and the red star.

The_Chef said...

"while another squealed,
'He touched me!'" ...

Anyone else and that would have been a sexual harassment lawsuit.

Anonymous said...

Wow. I wasn't even that excited when I was a teenager at the 1983 Chicago Comicon and I met Anthony Ainley, who played "The Master" on the Dr. Who TV series.