Lying...

I have to admit it, there is one thing that drives me insane: Liars. My husband openly admits he lies. My partner admits he lies by omission.

A lie, is a lie, is a lie. And I tell very, very few. Not none, I'm not perfect, but still. Was told today that I have an issue with being ...frankly/bluntly honest. Not that my friends said it was bad, but that it doesn't always bring out the best in people.

I love my partners and my friends. And likely, it's not a complete deal breaker. There's only a couple of lies I could never forgive: cheating is number one.

However, if I ask "Do I look fat in these jeans" feel free to lie. Just make it plausable *grin*

In the Beginning

There was an idea. A dream, that I'd act again, someday.

I didn't really think I would. After all, the number of bed bound actresses on Broadway are amazingly few (unless that's what the show is about, but then, that might be bondage and far, far off Broadway).

Then, quite by accident I found the new world of old time radio shows. Or more specifically, of podcasting.

And slowly, I've found roles again. Which, is almost where it all begins *grin*