A story about Eddy Izzard
I met him in Boston at a DVD promotion thing in Borders. I got a hug! He’s just so freaking cool…
British transvestite stand-up comedian. Wears high heels.
I met him in Boston at a DVD promotion thing in Borders. I got a hug! He’s just so freaking cool…
well i saw him…in chicago…on tour. does that count :D hes amazing and i love him. his eyes…are beautiful.
Because I am one hot bitch. His legs are sexier than mine true, but I can wear fishnets and heels with the best of them. I am just cool enough for him to want to meet me.
I’ve been following his comedy for years and even got to see him live in Toronto recently, but I’d love to sit down and actually talk to him. His comedy sketches make up much of the quotes my friends and I use on a daily basis.
I met Eddy Izzard at the 2005 Tribeca Film Festival, he stayed in the “regular” party talking to industry people (such as myself at the time). He’s gracious and cheeky at the same time.
He’s a very, very funny, clever fellow.
AND that same year that Bob Edwards’ voice was calming me down, an Izzard video was making me laugh. I think I can recite the whole darn thing, but when I wanted to cry, I’d put it on and just laugh myself silly. I’d like to thank him for that.
Eddy Izzard has just got this amazing verbal charisma. Once you have heard him a little, various phrases seem to rub off and intertwine with your ordinary pattern of speech. And that’s how it is.
I am rather embarassed to say, being from Great Britain myself, that Eddie taught me more about the history of the British Empire than anyone else.
We stole countries with the cunning use of flags. Sail halfway around the world, stick a flag in.
“I claim India for Britain.” And they’re going, “You can’t claim us. We live here! There’s five hundred million of us.”
“Do you have a flag?” “We don’t need a flag, this is our country you bastard.”
Plus, I really fancy him, and I blame him for a predilection for men in skirts.
(If they ask, choose cake)