barry's emmy, part X: send it back

An ominous voicemail from barry in the the last episode, and some sage advice from sal the bartender in this one can lead a responsible person to only one possible solution regarding the stolen emmy...

barry's emmy fever

episode ten of MY FRIEND BARRY'S EMMY premiers sunday night at midnight. it's epic (nine plus minutes) and i'm pretty proud of it. so now might be a good time to bone up on your BARRY'S EMMY episodes.

maybe you missed music practice with richard. maybe you missed driving around showcase awards. maybe you missed the music video. maybe you're just a glutton for punishment and you wanna watch them all again. well...here's where you can.

and don't forget to come back sunday at midnight to watch
MY FRIEND BARRY'S EMMY, part X: send it back.

barry's emmy, part IX: the trouble with sandy

sometimes, when i'm in a pickle and i don't know what to do, i have a little talk with a good friend or two. just discussing the problem out loud is often enough to lead me to a reasonable conclusion. like this situation with sandy the usher. let's be honest: did i actually lie to anyone?



think you've missed an episode of MY FRIEND BARRY'S EMMY, or do you wanna watch it from the beginning? clicking on the BARRY'S EMMY logo in the green sidebar on the right side of the page will always lead you to the series in it's entirety.

barry's emmy, part VIII: the lyin' king

i've never been good at keeping secrets. what good is a secret if you don't share it with at least one person...?

trailer trash

what you've all been waiting for, i'm sure:
the facebook/myspace trailer used to promote
MY FRIEND BARRY'S EMMY, part VII: "i want an emmy".

barry's emmy, part VII: "i want an emmy"

sometimes, when the stakes are really high, there's just no other way to express yourself. and i'm not talking about breaking into shakespearean verse.

p.s. this is episode seven. think you've missed an episode here or there? click on the logo above and ketchup. catsup. catch up.

barry's emmy, part VI: buying an emmy

i lived in milwaukee for years. i spent lot's of time in this neighborhood -- the historic third ward. how in the world did i drive past this store so many times and then forget it was here? now i'm thinking: who needs to see my friend barry's emmy if i can buy one of my own?

UPDATE: if you're new to MY FRIEND BARRY'S EMMY, you might want to start at the very beginning. it's a very good place...oh shut up.

barry's emmy, part V: taking a step back

it's time to take stock. reevaluate, rethink, reexamine, review (thank you thesaurus.com.) look, i don't want to make a fool of myself here, it's just an emmy award. it's not really all that important. certainly not as important as living paycheck to paycheck...

confused? click here to see the emmy obsession in it's entirety.

barry's emmy, part IV: the costume shop

i brazenly paid a visit to the skylight's costume shop today (it used to be the skylight comic opera, then it was the skylight opera theater, then the skylight opera, now it's just...um...the skylight. soon it will be known as just sky.) i thought i could get a closer look at my friend barry link's emmy award, but things didn't go exactly as i'd planned, despite my having an excellently laid out plan of attact.

barry's emmy, part III: plan B

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the saga continues...

barry's emmy, part II: music practice

i had music practice for the spitfire grill this morning. my old friend richard carsey is music directing the show, and the subject of barry's emmy came up.

my friend barry's emmy

remember when i saw that emmy out my kitchen window? that's when i first talked about my friend barry's emmy:

"now, i certainly know people who have emmys. please. please. plenty of people...okay i know one person with an emmy. and he lives in milwaukee. my friend barry link...and i've never actually been in the same room as barry's emmy."

and i talked about it again here, referring to this photo:

"this is either a photo of my friend barry's emmy award, OR an elaborately set up shot...designed to look like a photo of the emmy award [out my kitchen window]..."

if you want to be completely up to snuff, click those links, go back and read those old posts. it's important. because i'm in milwaukee now, and i'm getting closer to actually seeing barry's emmy.

son of emmy out the window

this is either a photo of my friend barry's emmy award, OR an elaborately set up shot (which involved the hiring of lighting technicians, set designers, make-up specialists, and a pit orchestra) designed to look like a photo of the emmy award i talked about here. whatever you think this is, it is NOT the actual emmy award out my kitchen window, i did NOT turn off all the lights in our apartment late last night in order to get a good shot of it, and i did NOT lie sideways on the kitchen counter and knock over the coffee maker in order to take the photo. (i'm not going to the clink.)

an emmy out the window

the view from our kitchen window is of our neighbor's living room window.

this will come as no surprise to any new yorker. views from new york apartments often include things like the building next door (and i mean next door), a stranger's fire escape, or homeless people.

if we knew the folks who live in the building next door, they would actually live close enough that we could reach out, knock on their window, and borrow a cup of sugar. we don't know them, so instead we go upstairs and to the right for sugar (thank you tim.)

in the morning, when i get up and make a pot of coffee, i can't help but look out and see the neighbor's window. often their blinds are closed. but once in a while they're open, and the beautiful morning sun is showering in (which is actually quite bright, but not direct; it's reflected off the windows of another building about half a block west of us.)

today, as i emptied out the remains of yesterday's pot, that reflected sunlight lit up something gold and shiny sitting tall on the neighbor's window sill.

it was an emmy award.

now, i certainly know people who have emmys. please. please. plenty of people. i'm friendly with award winners, don't kid yourself.

okay i know one person with an emmy. and he lives in milwaukee. my friend barry link, costume shop manager at the skylight theater, won an emmy years ago for his work with jim henson's muppets. and i've never actually been in the same room as barry's emmy.

so seeing an emmy out the window is, well, interesting at least. and it's so...on display. we've lived here for two years and i've never seen that damn emmy before. rob says the neighbors are new. i'm not sure about that. but it's as though the emmy was placed there especially for us to see. as if to say, "hello there, we have an emmy in case you were wondering."

i tried to take a picture of it this morning, but imagine getting caught at that. leaning over the kitchen counter, taking a picture of my neighbor's emmy through the window. aren't there laws against that? couldn't i end up in the clink or something?

i'll keep investigating. maybe it's someone famous who's moved in. cynthia nixon lives in our neighborhood. she has an emmy, doesn't she? and that rather tall, handsome actress who's really good and was in salt lake city when i was there...she lives around the corner i think.

i'll keep investigating.