May 8, 2008
Man oh Manilow
I'm a Fanilow!
It all happened last night. At the Las Vegas Hilton. The lady who sat next to me had just got off the plane from London. She had seen him over a hundred times. This was my first. As soon as he hit the stage he sashayed over towards us. As he got closer he looked like ET... taller and thinner, yes, but with that same inner glow. As his eyes bored into me, I involuntarily rose to my feet, arms outstretched. "I think you're going to be going home with someone," my fanilow companion said with a nudge and a wink. I was prepared; I had stocked up at the gift shop on Manilow water, Manilow breath mints, and even Manilow hand-sanitizer. In the end, though, he picked some girl in front of me to dance onstage with him.
But I still got to nuzzle Barry, thanks to the Manilow pillow case I had also bought.
– Fenton Bailey
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