Let Me Entertain You

Looking for Sea Otters in Cambria.

So...my writing class has started back up again, the first thing to break open the cocoon of hell that was this horrible summer. I couldn't wait to start up again because I needed something going on in my life that was fun.

After week two of class I was "volunteered" to be in an improv beauty pagent one day before it was to happen!! I have never acted or improved anything, but I figured 'oh well, I won't know anyone watching except for my writing friends, so who cares?' I got my two costumes; one gown and one leisure wear and I was set. I got to Second City and waited around with my Stage Mama,Sasha, until it was time to get ready. The Sassy Gay Friend Show was before the show I was in and it was sold out. So as that show is going on the girls in my show got changed backstage. Before long Brain Gallivan (Sassy Gay Friend) came back and took a look at all of us and points to me and says, "You're going to win this." See, gay men can not resist me, even when I'm in costume. Too bad I'm not that irresistable to straight men! All my writing friends came and even one of the new guys from our class came out, which was really nice.

 We go on in our gown looks:

Center Stage

(After my cat pooped on me during show and tell in second grade, nothing embarrasses me anymore...clearly.)

My leisure outfit was this sweet number:

Yes my talent, as choosen by the audience, was tap dancing...that was just dandy!

I didn't win, but that's ok because I'm surprised I even did it.  As I was changing an older dude came back  and talked to everyone and after he left I asked one of the girls who he was. Oh, just the owner of all the Second Cities. If I would have known he was in the audience, I would have been super nervous so thank God I had no clue!

With my old lady makeup still on, I drove to Bakersfield to go to Cambria with my Mom and Scottish Granny for her birthday. It's nice and foggy over there. We had lunch, went to the kniting shop for what  probably felt like an eternity to my Mom, who doesn't knit, and had a wee sweetie.

The next day I went out to Grandma's and got a whole bunch of old pictures, my GG's coffee table and an AWESOME cat ring. Baller Status!

So, things are looking up, my class is going well. But the topper to all the good things is that 30 Rock is back. Yes, I still have a very good relationship with TV and last night's episode was fantastic. I couldn't get my favorite clip of Jack seducing a gay man...his tricks would have worked on me, especially the old hand through the hair. Yummers! But here's my second favorite scene of the night.

We'll see how long things so well for me. I'm sure I'll Lemon all this good stuff some how!

Everyone's a Critic 2.0 / I'm THIS Close

If I don't watch it, this could be me.

So... I recently watched the HBO movie Grey Gardens. I've seen the original documentary from the 1970s and the people on 'Hoarders' don't got nothin' on the Beales!!



I really enjoyed the movie because it gave me a better understanding of the two women from the documentary and their true stories...not just their own idealized versions. Jessica Lange was very good as Big Edie and doesn't have a bad voice either. But I felt Drew Barrymore was the best in this role, probably the best thing she's ever done. She was dead on as Little Edie and even trained her mouth to talk like a normal person and not how she normally speaks, out of one side of her mouth, like Bette Davis after her stroke!

After watching that movie I found a super cute video of cats making biscuits. The cat getting the rub down is the same breed as  Mr. Bojangles.

After I watched it I looked up the reason why cats do that. Let me share:

Q: Why do cats knead?

A: That loud purring followed by the sharpening of claws on some soft spot is called “milk-treading.” A nursing kitten instinctively uses his paws to draw out milk, gently pushing on his mother’s stomach to increase the milk flow. When older cats behave this way, it’s a good sign that they’re happy, content, and probably recalling their kitten hood.

The fact that I spent that much time looking up cute cat videos and cat information is a little scary to me. I don't want to become the crazy cat lady in my 20s and when I only have one cat. I hate to think how nutty I'll be if I get more!!

Then I looked on my iPhone. I have 81 photos on there, 32 are of Bojangles. If I die in a car wreck and someone finds my phone they will think, "Whoa, that chick was really into her cat." Here are some samples to prove it.

Covering his eyes from the sun coming in so he can keep napping.

That's right, I'm knitting with my cat. I'm doomed.

I understand he's super cute and awesome but I need more photos of other things or else I'm on the road to Grey Gardens, 30 cats and a giant raccoon!