Dear SJG,
NYC is so excited about your impending arrival, we can hardly sleep. But then, we are the city that never sleeps, so, let us find another way to emote on your behalf. We’ve scheduled a parade in your honor, declared Monday “SJG Day” and named a Carnegie Deli sandwich after you -- “The SJGPB&J.” In other words, we’ve done our best to meet your list of ridiculous demands. However, it pains us to inform you that the producers of “The Book of Mormon” refuse to let you leap on stage and perform your interpretive hora. Ditto for the producers of “War Horse,” “How To Succeed In Business Without Really Trying,” “Memphis” and “Jersey Boys.” You’ll have to find another venue in which to express yourself. May we suggest the lobby of Trump Towers? They’re always open to shameless attention-seekers.
Sincerely,
NYC
P.S. We're all out of keys to the city, so fuggetaboutit.
Oh my goodness, took me a few to realize SJG is you! I was racking my addled brain:) Is it the new conglomerate of Spielberg/Jobs/Geffen? No. Did Sarah Jessica Parker change her last name? No. But now, I've got it. Short Jewish Gal. Bingo. I'm a genius. Duh!
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Oh lord, Monkey! Reveal yourself!!! Please God! My brain is way more addled than yours. Monkey? Hello?
ReplyDeleteYNDN... Howdy neighbor:)
ReplyDeleteNew York New York it's a wonderful town. The people ride in a hole in the ground. New York New York.
ReplyDeleteYNDN: Your Next Door Neighbor! Thank you, Monkey. Thank u.
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