.: Simple Kind of Life :.

.: Fresh Blood :.

I learned a few things at Fizz yesterday.

One. Never never ever forget to tell EVERYONE about the Halloween Dance. Fizz itself is always decked out with spooky, horrifying, gory stuff. It was really good this year. They had a ghoul sitting at the bar. I thought it was just someone all dressed up. I turn to actually look at it and ugh...creepy. Not alot of ppl were dressed up. Unfortunate. Again my fault. I couldn't find any of my wigs or anything to wear. Just picked up a witch's hat while I picked up the candy.

Two. I really really heart newbies. Just watching these new kids kinda terrified when they watch my own personal favorite dancers bust it out. *grin* I know all of them are intimidated but one of them is going to be so inspired...they are going to be awesome. What's more, and this maybe helpful or a hindrance, we (mostly me) are screaming with delight watching along too. Though its mostly for our inside joke entertainment, I hope that these new kids find it very entertaining too.

A - thareee. It has got to be fun to watch me dance. I must look like a complete dork goofing off more than "dancing" but its such a great distraction. Lately, I've been so strangely self-conscious about my dancing. It was kinda debilitating. I wouldn't take risks. I hated missing leads and making mistakes. In front of people. I hated hated hated not being one of the best in the room. I hated that there is so much I don't know. Hated that what I did know wasn't all that great. I was sucking.

Ok now here's the little circle... On Halloween I don't have to be myself and/or everyone else is in a crazy mood... The newbies are so entertained by whatever jackass dancing we do because we're insane... I get to dance (and like it) b/c I know I'm just adding to the fun in the room...

Lesson learned: you'll be happy making others happy and they make you happy and so on.

PS I just got the BIGGEST ego boost that night too... it made me feel special and remembered...

.: Sorry, guys :.

I'm in Chicago and Imma going to vote tomorrow AND often!!

UPDATE: It only took an hour to wait to vote. They would only let me vote once. Bummer.

.: What's Wrong With Being Muslim? :.

Its been hard to listen to sound bites from the Republican campaign about Muslims. My best friend is Muslim. The day he heard terrorists were involved on 9/11, he immediately shaved his beard. I lived with a Muslim family for almost a year. I am forever grateful of their kindness and patience with me. I didn't know what to say to explain (or defend) the Muslim culture in America to all the ignorant ignorant people. I could not believe what I was hearing...

Then I saw Colin Powell during his interview on Meet The Press...



He said what I was feeling. Using words I wish I could have said in those frustrating debates with people insisting that Obama is Muslim. What had moved me the most was Powell's description of a picture of a fallen American solider who was Muslim.



picture>thousandwords

.: I Hear Ya Brutha :.

I've been meaning to post this especially since my friend is trying to get me into performing again... Doing the female version of this is no challenge :)

.: A 25 List Update 2008:.

I accomplished quite a bit since my most recent 25 List post. All in such a short period of time..


Watch a Sing-a Long Movie: Totally. Me and my sister went and saw The Little Mermaid at the Music Box. They had a treat bag. It was filled with toys and noise makers to use during the movie. Kinda like the audience participation with a viewing of The Rocky Horror Picture Show but G-Rated and no transvestites!It was a wonderful bit of my birthday week...

Own A Convertible: Kinda did that this summer. I was part of a promo gig where I got to drive a convertible all over the City and Suburbs. In all actuality, I'm bumping it off the list. I realized it was going to be very very impractical in the winter months ;)

Write a Love Letter: This actually should have been ticked off a long time ago. Apparently, I have written more than one... and they were all very well done :D

Run a 5K: Woot! And so on... I am so very proud of myself. I did so much better than I ever anticipated. And you can read more about it here.

Now the Updated List

25 Things to Do Before I Die - in no particular order

1. Japan
2. Learn Guitar
3. Master Escrima
4. Go Canoeing with Rusty
5. Do a one-woman show
6. Be a mother
7. Direct a play in the Virginia
8. Swim in the Atlantic Ocean
9. France
10. Pay off debt
11. Do an art show or art fair
12. Be a wife
13. Live in California
14. Visit New York City (for real)
15. Graduate with my bachelors
16. Own a puppy.
17. Live in an apartment by a river
21. Publish poems
18. Visit London (For Real)
19. Take a train cross-country
20. Learn to juggle
22. Watch a Prince concert (from the good seats)
23. Volunteer in an After School program
24. Keep an herb garden
25. Meet Tina Fey

.: And I Get Paid For This? :.

Two things:

Fizz: I never really considered it my job. I have incredible fun putting up events with essentially money that is not my own. But then there is actual work involved. This is primarily when I have to put out someone's party. "No aerials on the social dance floor", "You have to play SWING music", "Listen, bitch, if you didn't pay at the door, you are not dancing on this floor. And I don't care that you are the bartenders wife!" and finally, ugh, telling someone that aren't going to be part of the Fizz party anymore. Well, in a different capacity. That is the worst part of my job, taking on the responsibility of being the party pooper.

New/Old Job: I really can't believe that I got my old job back! And I was getting so worried with the economy and my benefits and my 401K and a steady paycheck, etc.. And when I started up again, I got hugs from all my old co-workers with lovely compliments about missing me... And I get to be in a market again surrounded with foods, cheeses, and wine! And I get to help people to plan out their own little parties ;) I have yet to feel what will be the worst part of this job.. but I'm not going to be waiting for it...

.: Ugh..what a shit week :.

It started off fine enough. A visit with Mar and friends with some great Korean BBQ and yummy Lutz cake! Excellent conversation about the Palin/Couric interview... Gonna watch the VP debate in a tic..

Find out on Monday that my latest promo gigs will be scaled back. So a little less income there. Then I hear about the market crashing. My sister later tells me the real deal. That's when I get real worried... and part of it is about Fizz...

Yesterday, the Cubs lost. In FANTASTIC fashion... poor sis she's the one with the shit week.

Hopefully this weekend will be awesome... WCLX10! Get to see ppl that aren't out very often or just plain moved away... notes about that later ;)