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July 18th 1998</FONT></CENTER>

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<BR><A NAME="house"><H4>The Open House That Brad Maule Built</H4></A></FONT>

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We had enjoyed a leisurely morning shopping, and not attending

any GH events, when we arrived at the Sportmen's Lodge. It

was about an hour until Brad Maule's open house.  The more

psychically sensitive of our twin pair had a flash.  Brad's 

idea of refreshments was not going to be very nutritional.  

We stopped in the hotel coffee shop and ate lunch.

<P>

Brad's event was taking place right next to it, in Terrace

Room One. (Which inexplicably is not on and has no terrace.)

It's one of the little conference rooms by the pool. Aside

from the organizers, we were one of the first to arrive. 

The front table, where we presented our credentials, was also

where they were selling Brad Maule merchandise; tapes, t-shirts

posters and inactive phone cards. As promised we were given a

color 8x10 of Brad suitable for autographing.

<P>

As predicted, the refreshments were not a balanced 

representation of the four food groups.  There were cookies,

(Mother's variety bag, it looked like) and water. Well,

they wouldn't be making them wash a lot of dishes at the

hotel this evening.  Eileen's (Benglesdorf, Brad's fan

club president)husband was bringing in chairs, and her

daughters and Brad's daughter were selling the raffle

tickets.  We bought some and sat down to wait.  Other

fans trickled in.  We moved, when more chairs were set up,

nearer to the microphone.

<P>

We had a look at the auction items and bid on a couple

of things.  One was the set visit, and the other was

a prop, (the cast Tony wore after Jason broke his hand).

We can't really name everything else auctioned off; there

was a jacket and probably other autographed things.

<P>

Brad came in with a video camera and taped all the fans 

sitting around the room.  He handed over the camera to

one of his children, who then taped the entire event for 

posterity.

<P>

Brad started out with a little Q and A. (We cannot vouch 

for the accuracy of any spoilers contained herein, and 

would recommend that no one take them as carved in granite.  

Nor will we vouch for the accuracy of events recalled in

song. End Disclaimer.)

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<B>Brad:</B> Everybody's been writing me letters that they kind of 

hate me, but it's so much fun.  They're going to try and make 

me a little nicer as I go along but just more like honest.  

You know the way Luke is. He calls it what it is.  That's 

what I guess I'm gonna try to be. I have so much fun, and 

the crew said that "Brad, this is so scary, because it seems 

so natural." and I said, "Just don't mess with me then."

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> Do you think you're going to get a new girl?

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> Well, yeah.  I'll give you guys some scoops.  You

won't tell anyone.  Has the scene aired when I go with

Tammy, the town kind of prostitute girl? She's been with

Luke.  She's been with Alan. She's the only hooker in town 

that nothing ever goes on with. We just talk to her.

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> Like a therapist.

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> Yes, she's like a therapist or a bartender.  I call her 

and hire her and she comes over and the same thing happens.

I'm like, "Can you just talk to me?" So, I pay her a lot of

money to talk to me. But here's a real scoop, supposedly Alan

and I are going to vie for her affections. She doesn't like

either one of us, but we both fall in love.

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> Is Alan still on drugs at the same time?

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> I think maybe, or he has a slip-up or falls back 

or something. But it's supposed to be pretty funny. I think

it's weird that the hospital has been run by two of the

craziest people on the show.

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<B>Fan:</B> But you've always been so stable.

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> But don't you find that those really stable nice

guys something's wrong. They go postal on you. It all

makes sense, because if you look at the backstory on Tony

He came on the show, having slept with his Stepmother. 

I've come about full circle.  He was always, I think a

little bit jealous, even though he took care of Frisco.

He was always jealous of Frisco having the girl. Frisco 

having the time, the fun and Tony always had to be 

responsible and do it the right way. And I think he 

snapped.

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<B>Fan:</B> But didn't you take Tanya away from Frisco?

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<B>Brad:</B> But that's what I'm saying.  Tony's had these little...

I mean he married Lucy. That's what I mean.  Tony is so normal

and so sane, and yet at the same time he steals his brother's

girlfriend? Think about it.

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(At this point the microphone was turned on. And we went to 

the musical portion of the afternoon.) 

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<A NAME="saga">The Saga of Tony Jones</A></FONT>

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<B>Brad:</B> Now it's on. We can all hear better?  Have you all 

heard the Tony Saga Song?

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(Various yeses and nos, come back.)

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<B>Brad:</B> Some of you have.  Well, I'm going to get the guitar 

out and play that, and that way we'll catch everybody up. 

Also what I can do at some point, maybe right now, I can

play that song I wrote for the 35th Anniversay show. Let's

hope that I'm in tune.  The reason I like today so much is

because it's real relaxed.  It's not like a show. You just

talk and do whatever we do. 

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<B>Brad:</B> (Speaking to the kid with the camera.) Now Lily 

remember, we're not making War and Peace here.  It's just a 

small little movie. You have to bear in mind that I haven't 

played this song in a while, so I may forget a few chords.

But the music is not the important part.

<P><CENTER>

<B>The Saga of Tony Jones</B>

<P><I>

It all began as a simple mistake; <BR>

I slept with my Stepmother.<BR>

My brother cried and all he could say was, <BR>

"You slept with our Stepmother."</I>

<P><I>

But we've all got our own way of handling things<BR>

Me I became a brain surgeon <BR>

And my brother, well, he changed his name<BR>

To Frisco, cause we were from San Francisco</I>

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Thank goodness we weren't from Chicago.  Then<BR>

his name would have been something like Chitgo.</I><BR>

(His child thought they might have to edit that part out.)

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He was just another patient with his face turned away<BR>

When I examined Frisco and he hit me that day<BR>

But still we were brothers and it was so good to see him<BR>

We got an aparment together and I married his girlfriend</I>

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Tanya, always making that Russian borscht on the stove<BR>

stinking up the apartment. This is so long ago isn't it?</I>

<P><I>

We were so happy we should have known<BR>

On a soap opera that won't last long<BR>

Poor Tanya was just out on a shopping trip<BR>

When she stepped off the curb and that big truck hit</I>

<P><I>

Driven by a troubled youth, who managed to escape

the scene of the crime.  And about a month later, I

was doing brain surgery on a trouble youth. I was still

grieving over my dead wife, Tanya. And you remember,

Tanya was with who when she got hit by that truck.

B.J. my baby. It was hot in the operating room that

day.  And I was really still upset and grieving over

the death of my wife, and I asked Bobbie, the head

nurse, to turn on the radio because I was hot. You

see my craziness has been coming out all along. So

strangely enough there was a radio in the operating

room and she did turn it on. And we were interrupted by

a news bulletin.  "This just in... the killer of Tanya

Jones, wife of Dr. Tony Jones, has been revealed.  It

is none other than a troubled youth, now being operated on

at this exact moment by Tony Jones."</I>

<P><I>

Lucky for me the baby lived, <BR>

Not so lucky for the troubled kid<BR>

But life goes on and we've all got our needs<BR>

Like love and sex and sex and sex, so I married Lucy</I>

<P><I>

And what a marriage that was.  Lucy made me go blind. You

remember how I got over my blindness?  B.J. was on the 

docks of Port Charles and was in the path of a fork lift.

And I, being blind, could feel the danger. And so I tapped

my way out there and as I bent over to pick up B.J., I 

was hit from behind by the fork lift and got my sight back.

Don't try that at home.  For those of you who wear glasses.

Keep 'em, okay.</I>

<P><I>

Lucy she gave nail polish remover to B.J. for an 

afterschool snack.  She was quite a mother, she was.

She lost three diamond rings I bought her, because they

weren't big enough, so she lost each one of them, supposedly.

She robbed our own house for the insurance money.  You see 

Tony has been crazy, all this time.  And for good reason, 

considering who he's been around.  But then things got better.

I married Bobbie, a reformed hooker.</I>

<P><I>

I found Bobbie in Damian's bed<BR>

The day a school bus fell on my daughter's head<BR>

And I gave her little heart to Maxie<BR>

But what the hell, it got me an emmy nomination or two</I>

<P><I>

I slept with my stepmother, now my stepdaughter too<BR>

I'm running out of family

Look out Foster or Lu

(Heh, heh, heh.)</I></CENTER>

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<B>Brad:</B> Why is it that everywhere I go, people say, "you're 

not near as short and fat as you seem on TV."? What is the

deal with your TV?  I know about the ten pounds.  That goes 

on my jaws. Where does the other weight come from? Any clues?  

Do you people have short TVs or something? I don't mind 

being short and fat, but it's so weird everyplace I go people 

say, "It's so strange, you're tall and you're not near as 

old." They don't mean it in a bad way, but I... especially 

airline people. American Airlines is the worst. What is the 

deal with this.? (He was teasing a group of American employees 

in the crowd.) Do they never work?  Do they just watch soaps 

all day long?

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<B>Fan:</B> We have those little short TVs.

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<B>Brad:</B> That's it.  It must be.  It has something to do with

those monitors. Next year in the fan club kit, I'm actually

sending out an adjustment for everyone's TV.   Do you have

any questions?  Oh, it's filling up.  Who went to the 

Quartermaine thing? Traitors.  No, how was it, did you

have fun?

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> It was really good.

<P>

<B>Brad:</B>  Who all was there?  The Quartermaines?

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> Well, all of Anna Lee's family.  It was a tribute to her.

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> Oh, Jeffrey and all those. Good. And was Billy Warlock 

there.  Do you like him as A.J.? I do.  I think he's great. 

Please don't be shy.  Do you have any questions?  I've got a 

lot for you.  Did you like the 35th Anniversary Show?

<P>

<B>Fans:</B> Yeah.

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> I wanted it to be longer. I thought it was an hour too

short, at least. I think in a lot of ways they could use some

kind of fan input from people who have watched a long time.

But the other thing is, what would be neat is if, it was a

continuing series. If you could do it once every six months

or a year or something. Then it could become more like a 

documentary.  Which would be great. I don't think this'll 

ever happen until they get an actual soap channel. Which

they're gonna do I think.  

<P>

But it would be fun to have a cable show that traced... Like 

you could trace Jessie life on one episode. She had a ton of 

them, to the point where she was just kind of wheeled out 

occassionally. That's the way I want to be on the show. I want 

to be one until you say, "Oh, crud! He's been on there forever. 

I remember when he was crazy."

<P>

That's the other thing.  You know people still ask me on the

street, "Are you still blind?" I'm like, wow, did you step 

into a time warp or something.  It's amazing.  They say, "I

just watch it once a month or so." But I'm thinking, some 

things must catch in your mind at some point.  Or maybe they

just get nervous and they don't know what to ask, because

they think I'm so short and fat. "Ah, are you still blind?! 

Because I hope you don't look at yourself."

<P>

Anyway, there's a hand finally. Hello.

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> I've watched GH for thirty-five years, since it premiered.

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> Where you from?

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> Houston.

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> I'll tell you Houston's got a lot of GH People.

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> I've been watching since the day it premiered and I always

regretted not letting Emily McLaughlin and John Beradino how

I felt about them, and that's why I got into the fan club. Do

you have trouble?; I know a lot of fans belong in rubber room.

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> A lot of actors belong in rubber rooms.

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> I saw you in 96 in New Orleans.  Sarah Brown was there

I witnessed a woman coming up and calling her everything but

a nice lady. And she meant it, like she really believed she

was Carly.

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> That's rare.  It happens but most...

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> How do you handle it?

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> Well, I can tell you how I handled it this year. 

Strangely enough.  When I did the show in Vegas earlier this 

year,I was on a plane to Vegas every weekend. I guess that

was that time.  No, it was when I went to see Lee Ann Rimes,

but anyway... I was on the plane.  I was on Southwest 

Airlines and you know how they have those seats that face

each other?  We've got time, so I'll tell you the whole

plane trip, which was only fifty minutes, so my story's 

twenty-five, okay?

<P>

I got on the plane and sat down and this guy sitting 

across from me, looked up and said, "How do you like my

newspaper?" And I said, "Well, it's my newspaper, I 

bought it." And he went, "Oh, sorry, I left my newspaper

in the airport, I thought it might be mine." "No," back

to reading.  And then he goes,"You're on GH,aren't you?"

"Yeah," "Tony?" "Yeah," "I don't watch that show." "Okay."

<P>

But I couldn't keep my mouth shut, could I? I couldn't do 

it. Read my paper, still thinking about that statement.

Couldn't do it.  And he kept looking at me. And I said,

"Just a question, how did you know it was me on GH, Tony,

if you don't watch GH?" "What are you doing?  Are you

making fun of me?" "No.  I just... I mean you recognized

me and you asked me if that was my name, and you said you 

don't watch the show."  

<P>

That was it.  He just went off on me.  He was like, "Gonna

use irony on me are you?  Gonna use irony. Let me tell you

somthing.  I teach children and I think you're an immoral

yip)(*&^%$#@!bumbum." And what was weird was the other 

passengers around me, this was like a ten minute tirade of

things that I was to the world, which was bad, and the 

other passengers around me were like, "Hey, c'mon he's just

a working guy. He's got a job." And I'm like, "Well, It's 

not exactly. I'm on TV." And they're like, "No he's just a 

schmoe. It's a like a factory."  And I'm like, "Well, it's 

not really!"

<P>

And the guy is saying, "No, no, no.  This is the kind of 

reason America is going down hill, because of people like 

him.  And I would never ever watch a show like that." And I 

couldn't keep my mouth shut. I said, "I personally would rather 

let children watch me than to have my children taught by 

somebody like you." (The crowd cheers.) Well you're doing what 

the other passengers did.  

<P>

And then he's like, "All right, so what are you going to do, 

hit me?" I said, "No, I'm not gonna hit you.  Are you gonna

hit me?" "Yeah, I'm thinking about it!" Anyway, then we 

landed. I got up, and I couldn't keep my mouth shut. He was 

still yelling at me. I said, "Have a nice day. See ya." And he 

was still yelling as I got off the plane.  And the flight 

attendant said, "We were about to ask the pilot to land the

plane because of this disturbance and I really appreciate...

I think you handled it pretty well." And she said, "Plus, do

you know what it's like to have to find a place to land 

between Los Angeles and Las Vegas. We would have had to go 

back to Los Angeles or go to Las Vegas."

<P>

So anyway, that's my story. So yeah, I do have a couple of

people who... It was wacky, you know. But it was my fault 

because I couldn't keep my mouth shut.

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> Did he ever answer the question, how did he know who

you were?

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> No. I was using irony on him. That was my favorite 

thing.  "Oh, you're trying a little irony, huh?" Yeah, I

guess.  Anymore questions?

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> Brad, when are you going to go over an appear in 

Las Vegas again?

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> You know, we basically have a standing invitation.

And that hotel... I don't know if any of you went.  Some

of you went last year. The hotel, when I did it, was just

opening up. So literally the five weeks I was there, the 

pool was landscaped, they opened up the pool.  Now the 

place has twelve movie theaters in it.  It's really a

neat resort. It's got a bowling alley, wedding chapel for

a Vegas wedding and all that stuff. The problem is, it's

so hard to get people in Vegas to come to shows. I had

on the average of one hundred and fifty, two hundred people

per show on the weekends. 

<P>

They just had a thing in Vegas where they brought all these 

stars in. And from what I understand, they sold sixty tickets.  

And it was a hundred and twenty five dollars, a hundred and 

seventy five. But then somebody that I knew that payed the 

full fee when he got there for the daily show they had 

reduced it to like fifty dollars or something.  So he was 

upset.  Vegas is a weird place. The hotel paid for it... 

(He paused to make an introduction.) There's my son and my 

wife also, Victor and Laverne. But anyways I can go back. It's 

just until I can do such a big production show that we have

a lot of people there, I don't see the point in it.  

Because it was about to kill me last year, working during

the week and then flying to Vegas and paying these cheese

ball soap actors and I got nothin'. No, kidding. Kin Shriner

loaned my money to gamble one night.

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> You've gone to super soap weekend in Florida. What 

about having something like that out here at Disneyland?

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> I think they're thinking about that.  But there's

a rumor.  I think more than a rumor.  They had some people

on the set recently that were the Imaginarium, whatever

thing for Disney, they create all the merchandising and

all the rides and restaurants and things like that. And

they were looking at the sets do a Soap Restaurant. Like

Planet Hollywood or Hard Rock Cafe at the new Disneyland

retail shopping area that's going to be like City Walk.  

They're going to do apparently a Soap Restuarant there.

Memorabilia, you can get your Erica Kane dolls there. 

The Tony doll. (Makes "Psycho" knife noise.)

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> It just seems that everybody goes out to the East

Coast.  We would like to see some of the East coast

actors here, but they rarely ever come out here.

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> Well, as far as a private promotion thing it's

probably too much money to fly East coast actors out

here.

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> Are you going to have another album out?

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> I'm so behind on that, but yes. But I just don't

want to go there and do an album of anything.  I want

to get it right and I just haven't gotten it right

yet.

<P>

<B>Fan:</B> How do you memorize all that dialogue?

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> Well, it's just like working out.  You know, you

work out and your muscles get bigger. You work out and

your memory mind gets bigger. The weird thing is, which

Debra and them found that day, when I was doing the long

monologue at the Nurses' Ball, is that in rehearsal when

I first started it I knew it fine.  But the more I do

something... That's why I like working on soaps.  We 

usually do just one take or two.  After that I start to

forget it, because when I walk off the set after having

done a scene, I could hardly tell you a word of what I

did. It's like studying for a final and then forgetting

it. That's exactly what I do.  Because otherwise my mind,

which is not that big, would be really cluttered with

whatever I called the Quartermaine's that day, which was

"disfunctional, social something or another, pariahs of

the town." or whatever. (He launched right into his

next song.)

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Thirty five years ago, when I was just a lad.<BR>

I wanted to be a Doctor so bad<BR>

My father said, "work hard, son"<BR>

My mother said, "have faith."<BR>

Little did they know, I meant on GH</I>

<P><I>

I want to be good like Steve and Audrey<BR>

I want to be bad like the Cassadines<BR>

I want to be hot like Luke and Laura<BR>

And freeze Port Charles just a couple more times</I>

<P><I>

I want to be honest, kind and caring<BR>

Cold and ruthless and insane<BR>

With multiple personalities<BR>

I want to be a Quartermaine</I>

<P>

(This is what you didn't hear.)<BR>

<I>I worked out like Rocky<BR>

I groomed like Fabio<BR>

With my high school diploma became a neurosurgeon so<BR>

I learned all my letters DVX to WSB<BR>

all so I could be an ABC TV Fake MD<BR></I>

(Thank you.  Do you know how hard that was to write?)

<P><I>

I want to be Sonny so good lookin'<BR>

I want to be Mac's evil twin<BR>

I want to have Jason's amnesia<BR>

and die and come back to life again, and again, and again</I>

<P><I>

I want to love Tanya and Bobbie<BR>

I want to love Lucas and B.J.<BR>

And I want to love Lucy and Carly<BR>

But not remotely in the same kind of way</I>

<P><I>

And drive 'em to the airport when their contract is done.</I>

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<B>Brad:</B> Some day I'll learn that song. I had so much fun writing

that though. And you wouldn't believe how many people were

mad because, just like the special, I didn't go back and

put Jessie in.

<P>

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<A NAME="#aucauto">Auctions and Autographs</A></FONT></CENTER>

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<B>Brad:</B> Do you want to come up and do some Autographs now? 

Or do you have some more questions? I'm at your disposal. 

(No one volunteers.) And you can also ask questions when

you come up here. Oh, that's right.  Did they all tell you 

to bring a present. Cause I'm crazy! 

<P>

This is a true story. I had a guy a couple of years ago 

that... you know you were talking about stalkers and things 

like this.  This guy wasn't a stalker, I don't think.  He

was just a nice guy. But he sent me a picture of a Rolls

Royce, a 63 Rolls Royce with a pink slip and keys to it, 

and a money order for transfer of title and he said he 

wanted me to give it to Vanessa. And that was his big 

mistake. Because if he'd given it to me, I would have never

said a word.  But when you want me to give a Rolls Royce to

Vanessa, who has everything, you're crazy! And I'm gonna

report you.  No.  Anyway. She didn't get the Rolls Royce

though.

<P>

(Brad sat down to sign autographs.)

<P>

<B>Brad:</B> I'll move the microphone over here and continue to tell

you outrageous stories, while I do this, because believe me

I've got some. 

<P>

(But Brad didn't have time for anymore stories.)

<P>

Brad signed autographs and accepted presents.  We waited to get

in line until it had died down some. We kept an eye on the

silent auction items we had bid on.  Eventually they started

the raffle, while Brad was signing.  The kids read off most

of the numbers.  As per usual, we won nothing. Zilch, nada,

zero, not even one of the posters that Brad was willing to

give away by the end of the event.  And the auction... well,

the Set Visit had soon soared out of our range. (It went

up to one thousand dollars.) But we even lost the Tony cast

when a last second bid was slipped in.  We got in line at

the end of the auction announcements.  

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We both spoke with Brad, who gave each fan a lot of personal

attention. He asked us where we were from and if we'd just 

come down for the GH/PC events. No, we had been to Disneyland

as well to inspect the new Tomorrowland. He thought that was 

good. We told him we'd decided to attend only one soap event

and had singled him out for that honor on Saturday. He thought

that was very nice and thanked us. We commented that the 

attendance was very good for his event and he agreed.  We 

took a picture with him, bought a cassette tape, "Livin' It

Up", which includes such classics as 'Cut Me, I bleed Country',

'I'm Goin' Rodeo' and 'Say Hello to Good-Bye.' We left for 

Santa Monica and The High Lonesome.

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