Hey all! thank you so much for supporting the site. I got blogging app for my phone and hopefully I'll be more regular in my communication.Some of you follow me on Instagram and Twitter so I will post some exclusive photos on here if the app works out. Please excuse any typos - I'm talking this blog into the phone. I don't like typing especially on a little bitty keyboard. I'll be in NYC and have several cool events and will see if I can sneak some news & videos on here. Your comments and likes will help me know blogging is worth it.
I took this selfie today because I wanted to show off my new Hawaiian vintage shirt. It wasn't until much later when looking at my work that I noticed in the background behind me a homeless person. I wonder if he was thinking "what an asshole" Because you have to be a little bit of an asshole to take a selfie.
Went to another party tonight and ruled!!! I knew half the people there and we all had a shared experience a few years ago. And yes they were theater people. What I learned since yesterday's post is theater people are good at parties. I also arm wrestled twice and lost. Not a typical theater party activity - but everyone at the party gathered round to watch like I was Idina Menzel. The world felt wonderful and then it got aggravating again. There was someone on the bus I have some low level drama with. Then walking to my place some big dog off leash snarled and comes at me.The dog's chick doesn't look up or acknowledge this in any way. I passed her and said "you could say sorry." It happens. Dogs get spooked but it's scary for the person who walks into it. A little humanity would help. I'm aloha spirit again but from now on I will demand apologies from inconsiderate dog owners
Do I have social anxiety or are parties just esteem traps. House parties are the deadliest because the party happens in different rooms. You have to make several entrances. Everyone looks at you as you enter or worse they don't stop talking. I feel i should not just stand there while they talk - they can see me - it is expected that the stranger say a few words. Maybe too many words because - one by one guests leave for another room. Now it's just me and two remaining people edging to the hallway not, contributing much to the party talk, forcing me to call upon my monologist skill to keep things peppy. Then I am alone in the room looking through a large coffee table book about New Kids On The Block. Not sure how many house parties I have left in me.
But invite me anyway.
Dear Close Personal Friend,
2016 started out with my fancy website of 10 years getting wiped out by internet evildoers. My web master was an a hole so no rescue there. But if you didn't know code to year ago you put up with flakes if they could code. Yay new technology - now I'm simplifying my site, doing it myself and am master of my domain. Once I get the hang of it I hope to blog and add content, maybe a podcast, and have a better site than ever. Please check out the goodies I will be posting. Sign the mailing list and feel my hug.