Funny Dreams

November 30, 2008

Mark woke up and said he had a dream last night that I just had to share. He said that we bought a talking hutch, but we didn’t know it talked until we got it home. And when it talked it sounded like Roseanne Barr. He said he found himself more worried that it wouldn’t talk to him than worrying it wouldn’t shut up.

That had us rolling in laughter before we got out of bed.

Mine not as good was about a party that I went to where we were all waiting to go to a KISS concert though I knew it wasn’t a concert for the real KISS but for a tribute band. My friends Chip and Marti were there though I didn’t know why since Stephen was my only friend I knew who liked KISS. I told everyone I was there since my brother, Rob, couldn’t be there. (Rob liked KISS when we were growing up, though I don’t think he likes them anymore.)

Yeah, see mine wasn’t as good as Mark’s. Though when he saw that I was writing about this, he said: “Oh, don’t write about that.” “Why?” I asked. “Because it is silly,” he said. And I hope you agree with me that THAT is the point!

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Beautiful

November 11, 2008

Mark and I went and saw a $1 movie today (Tropic Thunder it was over-the-top, but fun!). We walked into the theater and there were about 5 people in the theater. I typically don’t make a habit of sitting so close to people if the theater is so empty, but what appeared to be a father and his 15-year old daughter were sitting right about the very spot in the center that I would have picked. So we sat in the row behind them over to their right.

And as I was scooting in, the girl turned around and said: “Excuse me ma’am.” I thought I hit her head or something, so I was preparing to say “sorry” or some equivalent. I replied simply: “Uh, yeah?” And softly and sweetly, she said: “You are beautiful.”

I nearly dropped my drink, turned and looked at Mark. And uttered back: “Wow…. Thank you!” I was in sweats, no makeup and messy hair, and a teenaged girl told me I was beautiful. I was stunned. So I giggled a bit. She engaged me further as if polling for my reaction by saying: “Are you laughing because I said that?” Mark chimed in and said: “She will be laughing off and on for a week because you said that.”

I told her she totally made my day to be given such a compliment by such a beautiful girl as her. She then started into what seems to be our (read: most females’) mantra after receiving such a gift of a compliment: “Oh my hair is such a mess, and I…..” but then she kinda trailed the mantra off and simply replied: “Thank you.”

I was amazed by this exchange. That kind of compliment isn’t something I hear often even when I feel like I look absolutely smashing. And I don’t think that girl had any sort of ulterior motive — I couldn’t imagine what it would be if she did have one — she just made my day. And I am truly grateful for that.

Mark and Kelly at the DPA's Revenge of It Came From Dallas

Mark and Kelly at the DPA

LOOK at these photos I just scanned in!


I miss these b/w photo booths. Anyone know where any are now? They would totally have the black and white ones — the color ones make everyone and anyone look Horrible!!

So here is Chris and I AFTER dancing our butts off at the B-52s concert Dec. 13, 1989. Yes, my hair stayed up ALL night except for one little piece that Chris had to keep spraying back into place at the very top. He had a tiny bottle of hairspray in his Purse. Jenny did my hair with a styrofoam cone and 4.5 bottles of AquaNet (sorry for that one Ozone hole I am responsible for over Denton).

Kelly and Chris after the B-52s concert on Dec. 13, 1989

Kelly and Chris after the B-52s concert on Dec. 13, 1989

Riding down to the Bronco Bowl (RIP!) I had to sit with my head laying sideways on the back seat because my hair wouldn’t fit in the car otherwise. Chris and Chip (not pictured here unfortunately) were dressed in the craziest ’60s minidresses with TONS of makeup and cropped hairstyles.

As we were walking to our seats, some guy said: “You’re a Goddess and don’t let anyone ever tell you otherwise.” (See how long I hang on to a great praise like that — almost TWENTY years!)

I wanted to RUN after him! If I had of caught him, I am sure I would be a divorced mom dealing with a gay ex-husband!! Thank GOD I didn’t run after him!! tee hee

Chris & Chip? Have anything to add?

Red Leather Diary by Lily KoppelI absolutely adored The Red Leather Diary!! Lily Koppel takes you with her right into the dumpster where she finds the steamer trunks with the flapper dresses, coats, telegrams and photos that surround a small red leather diary from the 1930s.

You then follow along on the journey of the young Florence as if you are her favorite pair of glasses that she would never be without as her deepest thoughts and desires are revealed day in and day out for 5 years.

Lily’s style transcends the written word in a picturesque way that aid as you visualize Florence’s journey through the streets of an exciting NYC. And I LOVED the addition of photos throughout the book, which continually validate Lily’s words.

What a dream to have been Lily — finding all these items AND finding a teenage Florence as a 90 year-old woman. This is the stuff of the best films come true to life. I hope they make a film together. It would be exquisite; I have no doubt.

Pick this up to journey back to a seemingly simpler way of life. And pick up your own diary and start recording your own thoughts and desires!!

BRAVO Lily and Florence!!!! Being the curious snoop that I am, I would LOVE to see the full manuscript of the diary exactly as Florence wrote it. Now That would be a fun and different way to read a book!!

Oh now THIS is a cool question. I have already had an old friend do this very thing…. Calvin Phelps, a friend of mine from our freshmen year in high school 1982, wrote a very cool blog about me at his blog: Sea-Fell

“Kelly J. Kitchens is one of the most gregarious people I have ever met. I have never seen her angry at another human being. I know she has to have her down days (like when she had the leak and it ruined all of her office, or the tumor, or the other MAJOR things), but she seems to always see the light through the tunnel. She is blessed to have met her soulmate Mark and to have a career of her choosing. When we were in high school, she was on yearbook where she, believe it or not, made up quotes and attributed them to me. Mostly things about David Sylvan & Japan or The Thompson Twins or other bands she loved. Point is, even then she was finding a way to promote her favorites in print. As a publicist, she has passion for the people and projects she takes on.”

I stopped making up quotes when I went to college to be a journalist. I like to think of myself as a former journalist who brings respectability, honesty and integrity to a sometimes questionable field like Public Relations.

An amazing song!

May 29, 2008

Typewriter keysThis song by Cornelius called “Typerite Lesson” is so fabulous. It sounds like a 1950s typewriter lesson record mixed with a modern lounge background track, but it is even more poignant than that. You have to hear it.

Also, notice the scratches in the record –> cool, huh?? You know, I miss that sound actually. And I remember David, Patrick and Chip working so hard to take the scratches out of their recordings of vinyl records back in the ’80s. Ah, nostalgic sounds you don’t hear any more — You know what other sounds I miss? The whoosh of turning the dial on a rotary phone. Funny, huh? What sounds do you miss?

Typerite Lesson – Cornelius

This is the perfect card for me to pull up on the Memorial Day weekend. There was a man on my Dad’s side of the family who sounds fabulously fascinating.

My Dad’s family has lived in Georgia and Alabama since the late 1600s. We always joked that he was the smart one who made it to Texas! His cousin, Judy, finished the Kitchens’ genealogy in the mid-1980s. But she has since passed away, and no one can seem to find their copy, I may have to amend this entry when I find out more truth.

But here is what I know I remember for our last Kitchens’ family reunion in 1989:

In 1672, my ancestor, John Elder was a stow-away¬† on a ship headed for the New World. When he got here he was put in indentured servitude for 7 years to pay back his passage from England. When he accrued so much debt from his indentured service, he was thrown down to Georgia (as it was the debtors colony at the time). He then became what was the equivalent of Georgia’s first governor (though he was probably not called that at the time).

All of that takes quite a bit of spunk! Because he HAD to of known what he was in for being a stow-away. But what a remarkable life, huh??

Another person I would have liked to have met on my Mom’s side was Dwight D Eisenhower. Somehow he is related on my mom’s Mom’s side. Pretty cool, huh?!

Cinematic TitanicI have done some cool things over my years of being a publicist — spent the day talking about art with Martin Mull, soaked up stories of old Hollywood with Carol Channing, ate donuts and went bowling with Ron Jeremy , but I don’t think any compare with the night that the Cinematic Titanic (the former Mystery Science Theater 3000) guys made me into a riff at their live show. Cinematic Titanic is comprised of Joel Hodgson, Mary Jo Pehl, Trace Beaulieu, Frank Conniff, and J. Elvis Weinstein.

I had the privilege of doing publicity for their show on April 26 for the USA Film Festival. They are Very humble and modest about their success and popularity. They are all the absolute most friendly, gracious, and nicest people I have met in the film industry in a long time. I had quite the time keeping up with all of the publicity. Luckily, someone did it for me. (Thanks Hugh at Deep Ape!)

Back to my story about my unforgettable moment:

During their live riffing on Roger Corman’s “The Wasp Woman,” Joel said something like: “This isn’t a lab; it’s a Kelly Kitchen.” That was for ME!!!! They talked the night before about adding my name to the riffing. Frank said they should do it like Al Hirschfeld’s Ninas. “Can you count how many times we say Kelly Kitchens?” I had NO idea they were actually going to do it though!! Did anyone else catch it? What a way to be immortalized!!!

We (referring to my husband and other fans) are scheming ways to get them to come back and do more shows. They definitely need to tour with this show!

My favorite line of the night: “Oh look he’s Mr. Know-it-all even when no one is around.”

So, if you are game, let’s work together to get them back to Dallas and to take this show on the road!!

Kelly and Suzanne - post-single life!

Maybe it is because I am still somewhat of a newlywed (1 yr. 5 mths. 2 days as of today — OK 3 days since it is after midnight), but I really don’t miss much. I have quite a bit of freedom in my marriage, which is fabulous. I realized recently that I don’t just spend hours upon hours on the phone with friends like I used to. Mark told me today that he thinks I do just because I was on the phone with a friend for 30 minutes, but he really has NO idea!

Suzanne and I used to spend hours and hours on the phone especially when we were both single. We would even call each other in the middle of the night if we needed help or just to talk through a difficulty with a client, a boyfriend or just because. And I love those times on the phone. They were (and are still) very meaningful to one extent or another.

I am really trying to spend time with friends, but I enjoy being with Mark so much even if we aren’t doing anything special that I have to remind myself from time to time to just touch base with others. I love it that Mark loves all of my friends and that all of my friends love Mark too! So we enjoy having them over for dinner like we did last week with Sondra and Danielle.

But I might not get so much time with them one-on-one as I used to, but I have such an amazing family of friends that I know they are there for me just as I am there for them no matter how much time passes.

Aging

March 17, 2008

“At what age do most people become old and what is the secret to staying young?”

Well, since I just turned 40 in January, this question is very relevant. I may get a lot of flack for this, but it seems to me that people with children are “older” in general no matter what their age than people who are childless. I don’t know what that is exactly, but perhaps it is that they have a responsibility that far out surpasses any responsibility that those of us who are childless (at present anyway) have.

Thinking of being 40 is still a little foreign to me. I LOVED being in my 30s. I felt so much more at home in my body and in who I am. And I felt that almost instantly upon turning 30. While I still feel that way now, I guess I was thinking there would be another depth like that when I turned 40.

I know I haven’t answered the question directly, so perhaps I will come back to this question another day.