Flattery is the sincerest form of imitation

I had no idea I was the (partial) inspiration for a character in a play. But apparently I was:

I had imagined Tracy Keene, the other character, as being some kind of mixture of Newscoma and Kate O’. I named her after Newscoma, after all. I wanted that kind of brashness coupled with Kate O’s ability to just walk in a room and have everyone in there suddenly convinced she’s someone they need to talk to.

Wow. Am I ever flattered! But then Aunt B goes on to say:

The actor [...] was nothing like that [...].

Oh well. Fame is so fleeting.

3 Responses to “Flattery is the sincerest form of imitation”

    3 Responses to “Flattery is the sincerest form of imitation”

    1. Avatartheycallmecoma
      1

      I noticed that too.

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    2. Avatartheycallmecoma
      2

      But I’m still smitten that she included her perceptions of us and I’m just damned charmed.

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    3. Avatarhitchhiker
      3

      that’s very cool :)

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