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Not guilty at all

“Guilty Pleasures” week on Dancing with the Stars has been fun on a couple of levels.

(Yes, I am just now catching up on DVR.)

First, it’s fun to see what cliche songs ‘speak’ to the celebrities.  The theme to Titanic.  Copacabana by Barry Manilow.  Disco anthems.

Stars…they’re just like us.

Which leads to the second thing I enjoy — imagining what song I would select in the same circumstance.

The Barry Manilow song catalog would be a good place to start, although probably one of the love ballads like Ships or Weekend in New England.  Or maybe I would pick a hit from the Kansas ‘Point of No Return’ album.

I thought they were very deep at the time.

Or we could always pull out the soundtrack to Les Miserables.

Bring Him Home should score a ’10’ with the judges.

The right thing

Have you seen the new television commercial for Liberty Mutual Insurance?

It’s all part of their Responsibility Project, a place “to think about—and discuss—what it means to do the right thing.”

I’m not sure they set the bar all that high.  I hope I would hold the door for a blind person…or help someone pick up papers being scattered by the wind.   But if seeing that ad inspires a few random acts of kindness, all the better.

It does remind me of a nice guy I met at Madison Square Garden a couple of years ago.

I was in the concession line at Madison Square Garden during intermission at a Barry Manilow concert — that’s right, I said it.  The man was standing in front of me, looking a tad miserable.

I couldn’t resist.  With great enthusiasm I said, “Having a good time?”

He gave me a rueful smile.  “I bought the tickets for my wife for Christmas; she’s having a blast.”

“Well, think about this way,” I said.  “Any time she complains in the future, you can remind her about that great concert you took her to!”

We continued to chat as the line progressed, even discussing our planned purchases.  When he finished his order, he smiled and waved good-bye, and I stepped up to the counter.

“A Diet Coke and some Cracker Jacks, please.”  After my order was ready, I asked for the total.

“Oh, it’s already paid for,” the counter girl said with a smile.  “The gentleman in line in front of you took care of it.”

I hope his wife appreciates him.