Lisa is a famous actress, one of my favorites in the TV show that made her famous. She did another TV show -- a cable TV show -- about being an actress who has to deal with ageism in Hollywood. I didn't see the show when it first came out but it's on DVD now and I watched the first DVD a while ago with S. and tonight we're going to G. & A.'s house to watch the second one. The show is funny, but it's also kind of harsh.Who is Lisa?
Lisa seems to be on her way up. She has been on a couple of cop TV shows as a secondary character -- I guess that's what she would be called -- and not long ago she showed up briefly as an extra -- actually more than an extra, she got billed as EMT Operator #1 or something like that -- in a Hollywood movie we saw recently. She had a one-woman show at the Public Theater a while back that went onto Broadway. I don't think it's still running, but it got good reviews. Before that, back when I knew her, she was part of a performance troupe, five women, they were amazingly talented. They started doing one-woman stuff around that (some of them) and we performed with Lisa in Baltimore. We rented a car in New York City and drove together. We got to know each other pretty well, but I was always intimidated by her, even when I saw her at the Public Theater backstage in her dressing room. Her girlfriend told me to go in. I wouldn't have otherwise. I hadn't seen her in several years. It was awkward but nice. I heard she and her girlfriend broke up. I don't think it had anything to do with that event.
Who is Lisa?
She came to my church when we were teenagers. We hit it off. She had dark hair (the first Lisa has blond, the second is a redhead) and a lower jaw that jutted out like Beavis or Butt-head (whichever one has that). I thought she was very pretty but she was self-conscious about it and was picked on by kids in school (not the school I went to) and she said she was going to have surgery, have her jaw broken and reset so she would look like everybody else. She and I used to talk about heaven and hell, about how great heaven would be and about how horrible hell would be. She said the pain of hell would be like having your fingernails pulled out one at a time and your hands shoved into a bowl of salt. She turned me onto the soundtrack for the movie Hair, which I loved. It was several years before I saw the movie but I had all the songs memorized and sang along, much to the annoyance of the person who owned the VHS tape and let me watch it with him.
Who is Lisa?
I don't know her. I saw her name on a chart or on the nameplate outside a closed hospital door when I was in Houston. She was on the cancer ward. She probably didn't have any hair at all. But like every other Lisa, like the Lisas I know, she probably is always smiling, always making people laugh. Laughter through the pain, that's what it is.
Who is Lisa?
She's a black girl sitting next to me at a lecture called Pornography and the End of Intimacy or something like that. She handed me the clipboard with a list of names and contact info on it; somebody had just passed it to her. But I didn't put my info on it. I wasn't sure I needed to be on the list for updates on this subject. It wasn't at all what I thought it was going to be, the lecture. It was more about violence against women. Which is a good thing, I'm all for that-- or against it, I mean. All for the cause is what I meant. It was about pornography that is aimed at the heterosexual white male citizens. Somehow I don't fit in the group. Neither does Lisa, but Lisa has some interest in it. My interest isn't strong enough to give up my contact info.
Who is Lisa?
A little girl, a twin, her brother's name is Larry. They are what you call tow-heads, shiny white-blond hair. Lisa smiles, Larry fusses. They love each other, but they'll have their disagreements, their problems---
