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The Upbeat Times Entertains, Educates & Inspires! Living the Upbeat Life! by Marcia Singer of Santa Rosa, CA. ~ ~

more tales from my new memoir, On With The Show: The Performance of a LifeTime –with the twist, of having them illustrate a choice word for the month. July’s word


“ego” is tricky to defi ne;

I’m using it here in the sense of taking

ourselves too seriously, or having an infl ated at sense of self-importance, which makes us susceptible to being tripped up or temporarily hurt. The following tales spin around my in- secure youthful ego, taking things too personally, and creating perfor- mance anxieties.

ear Readers, this is- sue marks six years of monthly columns! This summer, I’m sharing


Self Importance Strikes Again

I was singing in the lounge

of the Airport Hilton Hotel. It was a very slow night, and I was doing my best to stay awake and perform my offi - cial entertainment du- ties. All of the sud- den, quite a number of customers came in, all at once, sitting in the back of the room –a group of some sort. I wondered who they were, but commenced to entertain them.

It seemed that they were mild- ly appreciative, and clapped politely after each number. I asked for requests, no one had any. I told a joke or two, again, polite clapping, no laughter. As I was inclined to

do, I assumed I was not doing a very good set, and hoped man- agement was not listening in. On my break, the food and beverage (F&B) di- rector, my im- mediate

When my break was over,

I returned, and spoke a few words in rusty Italian, to wel- come them. A hearty applause followed. I then sang the only two songs I knew in Italian --one a simple folk song, the other, an Italian version of “Lara’s Theme” from Dr. Zhivago.

The rest of the evening, em- ployer, came things were going.

feigned a nonchalant “Just fi ne, thanks.”

My boss then shared that the

group of people were from a delayed Air Italia fl ight, and no one spoke English. –Once again, I had a lesson in taking things personally, a lesson on the risks of self-importance.

until the Italians depart- ed, was a sweet joy. With my ego quieted, all it took was letting them know I cared. The boundaries dissoved.


in and asked how cious. I

DOING GOOD Harold’s Club, Take Two It was another late night in Reno, on the stage at Harold’s Club. There were few custom- ers, thanks to the decision of the headlining act, Sonny King, not to inform his audience that there was another act following --namely me. Although it was expected of him to announce me –and me to, of course, an- nounce him, to keep the drinks fl owing in the bar, and make money for the establishment –Sonny was purposely neglect- ing to do that consideration. Possibly wanting me to be fi red –according to a local reporter who had befriended me. I was nervous about any job security I might have. A lone woman sat at the in- famous “silver dollar”


With silver dollars visible be- neath the veneer. I stood on the small, elevated stage, deliver- ing my best songs and jokes. After each, this single gal, middle aged, would shake her head back and forth, grimac- ing. OMG. Was I bombing? At the end of the set, I walked down the small stair- case, offstage, leading back to the gambling fl oor. I went to the ladies’ room, to relieve my- self of water, and ponder my fate. Inside the stall, I heard someone fl ushing, then leaving

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the toilet next to me. After fi n- ishing my own business, I ex- ited my stall and went to wash my hands.

There, washing

hers, was the scowling woman from the bar. OMG. She looked at me, up and down, shook her head solemnly sev- eral times, and said these words I shall never forget:

“Young lady, you sure were good.”

Happy summering, Shining deLlight, Marcia

Even if we can’t be happy, we must always be cheerful. ~ Irving Kristol Upbeat In

Spur, Texas ... continued from page 9

Spur, Texas. ~ Forestville resi- dents Brad & Paula Smith pose for a moment with ultimate travel dog Betty White Smith & of course Upbeat Times in Spur, Texas, the aspiring Tiny House Capital of the World. In the background is a giant metal spur sculpture (erected in 1999) commemorating this West Tex- as town’s pioneer heritage. The city council passed a resolution in 2014 allowing for sale of small $500 lots to accommo- date the infl ux of Tiny Houses. So far 60 lots have been sold and 40 more lots are under council consideration. Accord- ing to internet research “Char- lie Morris, a long-time Spur resident, retired federal agri- culture inspector, and Dickens County, Texas, commissioner told the Wall Street Journal. “What we don’t want are an- archists or nudists.” This was comforting to Paula Smith’s concern her childhood memo- ries visiting Spur to see Great- Grandpa Bob Westerman would not be tainted with visions of nudists running wild. However, there was a man parked near the plaza (off camera) who was looking at them and he defi nite- ly could have been an anarchist the way he kept looking at them taking “selfi es.”


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