I'm A Winner -- Maybe

Someone in Minnesota won the $220,000,000 Powerball. My numbers are at work so I guess even if I won I at least have to show up one more time -- of course some of my favorite shoes are also at work so I'd have to go in anyways -- or I could just buy a shoe factory.

It is fun to dream about what you would do with all the money. I have a friend who has actually sat down and decided what percentage of her winnings she would give to family and friends. I think I get 3% or 7% or something like that. So if it wasn't me I sure hope it's someone I know who deserves the money. I'll be so disappointed if it's someone who already has lots of money and bought a ticket on a whim. Oh well. I'll keep you posted because it is so likely I won.

Two more shows left or perhaps three if I sell the most tickets for my venue, then I'll have a show on Sunday. That would be good news/bad news. On the one hand if I won my venue it would be a shocker to the local theater community. There are a lot of Fringey artsy-fartsy shows at the same venue so to have some one outside the inner sanctum of the Fringe win a venue would be like Pauly Shore winning an Oscar. On the other hand by Sunday I'm going to be so tired but I do have Monday off so what the heck.

I went and saw a show last night called Dance with the Divas that was great fun. It's a group of women of all ages, shapes, abilities that get together every week just to dance because they like it. They danced to songs by Pink and Cher and Loretta Lynne and I can't remember them all and at the end everyone in the audience was invited to go up and join the dance to RESPECT by the Queen - Aretha Franklin. If you get a chance to see it you should go. You will leave feeling better than when you went it and there aren't a lot of shows you can say that about.

Have a good day ... off to see if I won $220,000,000 -- or maybe at least $200.

Is It Morning Already?

Doing a Fringe show, or really any show, is kind of like having a piece of Dove chocolate -- you just want more and more and more. I have to admit, I love doing the shows -- I love making people laugh and hearing applause but it's so hard to do when you work full-time at another job.

Last night I was thinking if I was 40 I might consider pursuing it full time but when you're almost 57 (9 days and counting) you think about things like medical insurance and retirement funds and what if and I better and don't be --- it's so frustrating.

Oh well, I'll worry about that tomorrow at Tara. Yesterday I came home from work early because I had a show at 5:30. Just as I was walking into my building I saw in the distance was the dog walker with Freckles and Oliver (a dog from the building). And Freckles was so excited to see me I thought she was going to go out of her sweet little dog mind. I've seen her this excited before but that is when I come home from work -- I just assumed it was because she wanted to get out of her kennel but yesterday I realized it's because she's happy to see ME. I can't even begin to tell you how special that makes me feel. Having a dog is such a great thing.

Well the windows are open again and I can breath again and if I can just stay awake for the next 9 or so hours things will be good. I heard Ellen DeGeneres is going to be at the Mary Tyler Moore statue on the Nicollet Mall today at 11:15. I'll have to give her a call and see if she wants to do lunch. We are very close -- I'm one of her 7,249,187 followers on Twitter.

One Down, Four To Go

I feel so high tech when I hear my earphone -- it's like I'm Julie on the Time-Life commercials, ready to take your order for the Hit's of the 1960s by artists who do not have an "e" in their name.

Feeling fine after my first show and it got a "Must See" review from the Pioneer Press which, I have to tell you, has me floating on air. You know when you work on something for so long it begins to get boring and dull to you so you figure it will be boring and dull to everyone -- but I guess it wasn't. I guess it was worth all the hard work after all.

On another note -- what's the scoop with the whole Jerry Lewis thing. I use to work at these telethons and I can't believe the MDA is shooting itself in the foot this way. Yeah, he's a pompous ass but he is the one who raises the money everywhere. It will be interesting to see what is really behind all of this. I just hope he didn't send a picture of his wiener to some one - especially me.

Opening Night Jitters

Last night while I was practicing my Fringe songs in the shower I shampooed my hair with Dial antibacterial soap. I think I'm a little nervous --

I woke up at 4:30 this morning and laid in bed going through the show in my head and now I am so tired I can barely keep my eyes open. I should have taken today off but too late.


Wish me luck ... and nice hair.

Brother Can You Spare A Couple Of Hundreds?

I'm going to get a piece of cardboard and stand by the freeways with a sign that says "HOT ASTHMATIC NEEDS $$$ FOR ELECTRIC BILL." And I'll have Freckles in her buggy next to me looking pathetic with a little sign that says "3 LEGGED BEAGLE NEEDS $$$ FOR FROSTY PAWS." I wonder how much we'd get?

I'm scared to see what my electric bill is going to be. I think I've had my A/C running for two weeks straight. There was a time when I would turn it off during the day but I can't do that with Freckles here so it runs day and night. Plus my ceiling fan and bedroom fan. I think I know what the money I make at the Fringe will be going to -- and it's not a trip to swim with the dolphins.

But today we are suppose to get a break from the hum-didally and perhaps, oh just perhaps, I can turn off the A/C at least at night. It would be nice to have the windows open and get some semi-fresh air. Until then, I better get to work on my sign.

One Cool Dudette

"It's hot, but I'm cool" -- well at least someone is cool.

I woke up this morning with cold feet -- no not the kind that mean I'm not going to do my Fringe show -- real cold feet. I have my tower fan blowing right on me all night long and my feet were cold. I also slept straight through the night, which hasn't happened for a while either. Perhaps drinking a fifth of vodka does help you sleep -- just kidding -- it was gin.

The company I work for is having its golf event today. The past 3 years I've had to plan it and be there to make sure everything went well but this year someone else took over the task and hearing that it is going to be 90 with high humidity I am the happiest person in the world to NOT be out on a golf course and be stuck in the office. Last year the weather was just like this and it was almost unbearable. Perhaps we shouldn't keep having this event at the beginning of August -- that was my idea -- but it was rejected so here we are again in the middle of a tropical heatwave but not my problem. Yippee.

So for today don't be a hot dog -- stay cool.

It's Here

Hello everyone:

If you are sick of hearing about the Fringe ... well so am I. Only a few days to go. My posts may be sporadic at best because I'm either sleeping as late as I possibly can before going to work or I forget. Apologies in advance. When this is over life may go back to semi-normal.

I'm taking the day after the Fringe ends off from work just to sleep -- and maybe clean up my place.

I had my tech rehearsal and it went well. The theater is nice and cool which helps so much when you have these horrible lights shining on you. I think I'm ready ... or close to ready ... and am anxious just to get going. Wish I had the time/money to take the week off but if you wish in one hand and shit in the other which do you have more of? -- My ex use to say that all the time; the one smart thing he said.

I'm also getting cabin fever again. This is as bad as winter with the windows closed and I can't go outside except to take Freckles to do her business. I might as well be wearing a down parka and clunky boots. I'm really sick of this weather and will be happy when it is in the 60s and 70s again.

Okay done complaining for a bit. Have a good Monday. I'm off to the Emerald City; hope the flying monkeys don't get me.