AAARRRRGGGG

Lost a check, an important check. The check that would have fed me and my son this week. Oh we have food, the canned items and dried peas and things hidden in the back you buy on a whim and never get around to making, like a bag of satay vermicilli. Just not the normal yummy food we’re use to conveniently picking up at the corner store. Feb is a hard month and this feb is a little worse. I usually end up being late with rent cause I spend the money on the essentials first and while I, in general, make enough to just cover everything it can be hard to get $1,300 together in one bank account at a time to write the check.

I just cancelled my internet service even. There’s an open one in my apt floating and often I am elsewhere stealing anyway. My emails addys are through other folks. Don’t have tv of any sort. Have two teeth that are in the root canal zone and really could use a computer that can run the lastest system.

And I’m afraid things are going to get worse. Apple opened up this pro-care training thing for CHEAP, have several stores and the computers, however much people are never happy, aren’t breaking as much, aren’t as hard to set up, aren’t scaring the crap out of the next generation – all things my freelancing helped for people.

The companies I work for are also having problems with money and downsizing and simply not having the same workload or upgrade paths so my services are not as required either.

On top of everything else I’m stressed about work and money, still, again, forever. And this week, with the lost check and feb and shows and the loss, grief, loss I am feeling, well, at least I’m not eating much these days. I look fabulous.

I had 5 clients contact me this week and before I could get back to them they fixed their own problems. We’re talking within 5 min of the contact.

sigh.

I’ve been through lean times before – .com bust, 9/11, but I just don’t want to do it again.

Time to go to a rehearsal about a show that is a comedy about suicide!

Seriously, do me, penny, (a)muse collective a favor: at least see the show. Even if I have no money and fail miserably in my professional life at least the art can be appreciated.

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(a)muse collective – raw art now.

This is an amazing show!

Oct 18th, 25th and Nov 1st

For more info: (a)muse collective – raw art now

~ TONIGHT SUNDAY OCT 18th ~
and oct 25th, nov 1st
94 St. Marks Place Between (1st Ave and 8th Street)

Michael Birch’s “One Man Hamlet”

“Speaking with a friend of mine after the show, the one thing we were both curious about is how something we’ve been seeing in seven-minute chunks would translate to a longer form. The answer: I was shocked for even thinking it in the first place. It’s HAMLET, by gods, after all. It’s meant to be experienced in one chunk. I found myself completely lost inside the play. The transitions between the characters were flawless; the voices (18 of them!) and the physical characteristics Michael Birch gives them are memorable and make the characters easily identifiable. The one thing I was worried about was being able to follow who was who over the course of the whole play. But I was never lost, never didn’t know what was going on.

In fact, I found myself thinking about the play in new ways. Finding new sympathies for characters and discovering subtleties I’d never thought about. To get particular, his performance of Act 3 Scene 1 (To be or not to be —> get thee to a nunnery) is so powerful and nuanced, people in the crowd gasped audibly at some of the lines. To think about people gasping, rapt, in the audience, at something so ubiquitous and seemingly familiar as Hamlet, in this day and age, is incredible. This is a testament to Birch’s performance, and the obvious love he has for the play and the characters. ”

- Joe Yoga, GoYogaGo.Com

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You are about to experience the Milazzo Effect.  Hang on…

YouTube – how to eat a cupcake.

Read a book to stay awake, and it rips my mind away…

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