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Post by sunshine on Aug 12, 2006 21:23:28 GMT -5
#rofl1# #whistling# #rofl1# #whistling# #rofl1# #whistling#
Thanks Deanna!!!
Rose...you got me!!! I was sitting here trying to figure out which Sistah it could have been...since I talked to all the Sistahs that were there...and no one relayed that story!!! #rofl1# #rofl1#
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Post by 2ton on Aug 12, 2006 21:58:35 GMT -5
Hahaha, Rose, good one!!!
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Post by mljbray on Aug 12, 2006 22:04:03 GMT -5
Rose, we owe you one! You really had us going! LOL
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Post by Gagay on Aug 13, 2006 7:37:51 GMT -5
ROFLMNBO! Jane A NumbButtSistah was vacationing in a small New England town where MiG was performing. One morning, the Sistah got up early to take a long walk. After a brisk five-mile hike, she decided to treat herself to a double-dip chocolate ice cream cone. She hopped in the car, drove to the center of the village and went straight to the combination bakery/ice cream parlor. There was only one other patron in the store: MiG Ayesa, sitting at the counter having a doughnut and coffee. The Sistah’s heart skipped a beat as her eyes made contact with those famous blue eyes. MiG nodded graciously and the star-struck woman smiled demurely. She silently chides herself, "Pull your self together! You're a happily married woman with three children; you're forty five years old, not a teenager!” The clerk filled her order and she took the double-dip chocolate ice-cream cone in one hand and her change in the other. She went out the door, with a quick last minute glace glance in MiG’s direction. When she reached her car, she realized that she had a handful of change but her other hand was empty. She thought to herself, "Where's my ice cream cone? What did I do with it? Did I leave it in the store?" Back into the shop she went, expecting to see the cone still in the clerk's hand or in a holder on the counter or something. But -- no ice cream cone was in sight. With that, she happened to look over at MiG. His face broke into his familiar warm, friendly grin and he said to the woman, "You put it in your purse."
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Post by imbadd on Aug 13, 2006 9:00:34 GMT -5
Sorry, gang, but it's just a funny story, but sadly, not a true one. Nice to dream about, though, huh?? Check out the Urban Legend website, snopes.com, and specifically, this URL: www.snopes.com/embarrass/celebrity/icecream.aspIt appears this story has been repeated about every famous male celebrity, from Robert Redford to Paul Newman to Jack Nicholson. From the site: The earliest print sighting of this legend is a 5 June 1986 article in the Hartford Courant. In it, columnist Jerry Dumas reports on a rumor heard from his wife, who heard it from the gal it supposedly happened to. When Dumas attempted to check the facts with this friend of his wife's, he discovered no, it really hadn't happened to her; she'd gotten it from another woman who'd gotten it from her minister. Dumas never did manage to trace back the story to its point of origin. Deanna You mean I was duped
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Post by imbadd on Aug 13, 2006 9:12:09 GMT -5
#rofl1# #whistling# #rofl1# #whistling# #rofl1# #whistling# Thanks Deanna!!! Rose...you got me!!! I was sitting here trying to figure out which Sistah it could have been...since I talked to all the Sistahs that were there...and no one relayed that story!!! #rofl1# #rofl1# Hahaha, Rose, good one!!! Rose, we owe you one! You really had us going! LOL ROFLMNBO! Jane A NumbButtSistah was vacationing in a small New England town where MiG was performing. One morning, the Sistah got up early to take a long walk. After a brisk five-mile hike, she decided to treat herself to a double-dip chocolate ice cream cone. She hopped in the car, drove to the center of the village and went straight to the combination bakery/ice cream parlor. There was only one other patron in the store: MiG Ayesa, sitting at the counter having a doughnut and coffee. The Sistah’s heart skipped a beat as her eyes made contact with those famous blue eyes. MiG nodded graciously and the star-struck woman smiled demurely. She silently chides herself, "Pull your self together! You're a happily married woman with three children; you're forty five years old, not a teenager!” The clerk filled her order and she took the double-dip chocolate ice-cream cone in one hand and her change in the other. She went out the door, with a quick last minute glace glance in MiG’s direction. When she reached her car, she realized that she had a handful of change but her other hand was empty. She thought to herself, "Where's my ice cream cone? What did I do with it? Did I leave it in the store?" Back into the shop she went, expecting to see the cone still in the clerk's hand or in a holder on the counter or something. But -- no ice cream cone was in sight. With that, she happened to look over at MiG. His face broke into his familiar warm, friendly grin and he said to the woman, "You put it in your purse." Oops, #doh# did I forget to say that I changed the names in the story I changed "a woman" to Sistah & actor "Paul Newman" to MiG. I really didn't think anyone would beleive it especially since I posted it over here under the NumbButtSistahs AND since none of us would ever resist the opportunity to talk to MiG and ask for a MiG siG & pic. #lol#
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Post by mbucksfan on Aug 13, 2006 9:58:01 GMT -5
At last an Urban Legend that is funny. My son asked me if it was a joke. He is so much smarter than me!
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Post by migsuperstar on Aug 13, 2006 21:33:00 GMT -5
ROFLMNBO! Jane A NumbButtSistah was vacationing in a small New England town where MiG was performing. One morning, the Sistah got up early to take a long walk. After a brisk five-mile hike, she decided to treat herself to a double-dip chocolate ice cream cone. She hopped in the car, drove to the center of the village and went straight to the combination bakery/ice cream parlor. There was only one other patron in the store: MiG Ayesa, sitting at the counter having a doughnut and coffee. The Sistah’s heart skipped a beat as her eyes made contact with those famous blue eyes. MiG nodded graciously and the star-struck woman smiled demurely. She silently chides herself, "Pull your self together! You're a happily married woman with three children; you're forty five years old, not a teenager!” The clerk filled her order and she took the double-dip chocolate ice-cream cone in one hand and her change in the other. She went out the door, with a quick last minute glace glance in MiG’s direction. When she reached her car, she realized that she had a handful of change but her other hand was empty. She thought to herself, "Where's my ice cream cone? What did I do with it? Did I leave it in the store?" Back into the shop she went, expecting to see the cone still in the clerk's hand or in a holder on the counter or something. But -- no ice cream cone was in sight. With that, she happened to look over at MiG. His face broke into his familiar warm, friendly grin and he said to the woman, "You put it in your purse." That story is absolutely believable, I can see myself doing just that and MiG noticing what a goofball I was and how embarassed I would be. #1087# #thud#
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Post by Gagay on Aug 14, 2006 17:50:45 GMT -5
Oops, #doh# did I forget to say that I changed the names in the story I changed "a woman" to Sistah & actor "Paul Newman" to MiG. I really didn't think anyone would beleive it especially since I posted it over here under the NumbButtSistahs AND since none of us would ever resist the opportunity to talk to MiG and ask for a MiG siG & pic. #lol# so true! #lol_crash# Jane
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Post by imbadd on Aug 14, 2006 18:26:03 GMT -5
That story is absolutely believable, I can see myself doing just that and MiG noticing what a goofball I was and how embarassed I would be. #1087# #thud# #lol# #thud# #icecream#
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Post by imbadd on Aug 16, 2006 15:58:11 GMT -5
"Much unhappiness results from our inabilities to remember the nice things that happen to us". -W.N.Reiger
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Post by imbadd on Aug 17, 2006 9:41:28 GMT -5
Posted on behalf of grannyd41 (in the NBS thread, since she is a Sistah with a Numb Butt ;D)
Donna's Dissertation: Day 1 At 8:15 AM on Wednesday, August 2, 2006, I left Lawton, OK for what was to be the most memorable adventure of my life! I winged my way to Boston, MA and arrived at Logan Airport at 2:30 PM. LeeAnn spotted me and said, "Donna" with a question in her voice, then said I looked great and we hugged. We drove to the Holiday Inn where we had decided to stay to book a room for next 3 nights. We were informed that they had no rooms available for that night, so we went ahead and booked for the next 2 nights. Then we drove around looking for a room for that night, only to find out that everything was full. We decided to just go back to LeeAnn's for that night. It was getting late by then, so we grabbed some lunch and headed to Bob's Southern Bistro for MiG's first gig of the Boston tour. We arrived there around 6:00 PM and LeeAnn made contact with the people in charge with whom she had made the arrangements for MiG's appearance there. Bob's is a small restaurant with seating for maybe 60 or so people and Cajun cuisine. We looked around for a good place to sit. The table at the very front next to the stage had a reserved sign on it, so we took the next table back, an eight top. The wait staff seemed quite dismayed that there were only two people at that table, but we stood our ground. While we were waiting for MiG to arrive, a lady came over and said she had spotted the TeamMiG shirt I was wearing and introduced herself and her husband. It was Clare from TM and her husband Dave. We invited them to join us at our table, so they sat with us to eat, since they had already ordered meals. By the end of the evening, we had been joined at that table by another couple, some guy named MiG, and his two friends, Darryl and Matt. It was shortly after 7:00 PM when there was some bustle at the door. We turned to look and in came Matt, followed by MiG and then Darryl, all toting a piece of equipment. I said to LeeAnn, " He's HERE!" My heart was pounding like it would burst out of my chest. Somehow I managed to keep it together. MiG came over to where we were sitting and greeted LeeAnn, then me. He grasped my hand quite tightly in his in a handshake and said, "Hi, I'm MiG." That always cracks me up! Like we don't know who he is! I said, a little flustered, "I'm Donna Greener. I met you in Oklahoma." (OOPS!) He said, "I've never been to Oklahoma." I replied, "I meant, I'm from Oklahoma. I met you in Texas." And then he got it! I said, "You probably don't remember me." He said, "Yes, I do." I don't really think he did, though. MiG walked around while Matt and Darryl set up the equipment, and talked to the restaurant manager and other people in the place. There was a moment when MiG was standing by the bar by himself, so I took advantage of the opportunity to go talk to him. I asked him when they had arrived in Boston. If I remember correctly, it had just been a couple hours before. We talked a bit. He said they were really tired from the drive. I asked him if I could ask him a really inane question. He said, "Yes." So I asked him, "How tall are you?" He said, "I'm 5' 9." There had been so much discussion about how tall he is, I just had to ask!! LeeAnn joined us and we were all chatting. Somehow the issue of whether or not he recognized me came up. LeeAnn said if he didn't, it was probably because I looked so different. I said I had lost some weight. He asked how I had done it. LeeAnn said, "Migspiration!" He laughed and I asked him if he had heard the words we coined from his name. He said he had heard Mignificent and Mignifico. I am truly surprised by how aware he is of the activities of his fan base. About this time, Lori and her husband ,Dave, came over to meet MiG. They chatted a bit and she had her picture taken with him. Then we went to sit down at the table and Lori and Dave joined us there. The guys ordered something to eat. We had some lovely conversation among us sitting at the table during the evening. They ate a little when the food arrived, but before they were done, MiG and Darryl went on stage to do a set. Some of the songs they did are: Can't Find My Way Home, High (MiG original), When Sept. Ends, Blown Away (MiG original), BILYW, Life on Mars, Waltzing Matilda ( MiG said this was a joke, but it was a ton of fun to see those 2 Aussies do that song), and Angie. They took a break to finish their appetizers and eat their meals which had arrived by now. By now the crowd had tripled and it was a very loud and appreciative group. MiG and Darryl were joined by a couple of local musicians on bass and drums. It turns out this evening was an open mike night for the locals. There were several people who came up to sing, rap, and do poetry recitations. MiG would do a song or two, then give the stage over to these people. He would stand or squat off to one side of the stage listening very attentively to all the performers, applauding and whistling in appreciation. LeeAnn and I observed that the majority of the audience was black and this tickled us. Seems like a new demographic for him to be introduced to--not a bad thing! They really seemed to be digging MiG and his music. He did some things dear to his heart during the rest of the evening. Like: I'm Singing This Song to You, On Broadway, What's Goin' On?, Isn't She Lovely?, and Superstition. Darryl did a couple of tunes too. That man plays a killer jazz piano. WoW! MiG also did Wrapped Around Your Finger earlier, which I forgot to mention. All in all, it was a great, entertaining, and enlightening evening. At one point, earlier in the evening, LeeAnn got our Rose on the phone and MiG talked to her. What a sweetie! I think Rose was surprised and pleased. We stayed around for a little while and chatted. We left there around 12:30ish. I think the guys left shortly after we did. I know they were tired from the pace they had been going at for weeks now, and from driving all day that day. LeeAnn and I had a bit of a drive back to her house where we spent that night. We had spoken to MiG and Matt about doing some StreetTeaming the next day, and Matt said he would be in touch with LeeAnn. I think a great time was had by all! I KNOW I did. By the end of the evening I was more in awe of the man than ever before, if that is even possible! That is it for now. More to come later. Donna
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Post by edel on Aug 25, 2006 3:20:47 GMT -5
Hello Sistahs!!! #bearhug#
How's everyone? Missed you all!
love, edel
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Post by Gagay on Aug 25, 2006 7:06:41 GMT -5
Hi Edel! Have you seen our collage in the Photos Section of NBS YG? Jane
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Post by edel on Aug 25, 2006 7:30:48 GMT -5
Hi BES! Nope, i have not seen it! I'll go visit now! thanks bes!!!
lab ya, edel
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