current events. in life stuff and misc.

So Friday, in the middle of helping a friend from NYC who lives in SF now play a show in Utica, the car my pop and I share died, throwing my mom into a conniption about how I don’t make any money off art so I shouldn’t art… which led to my walking all over Utica with everything valuable in my car to get my friend Karlyn to a podcast I’m involved in at the Saranac Brewery’s summer concert series, so she could promote her shows up here.

But I kept walking, made it, the podcast went great, her show went great, poetry went great and I caught a lift home off my friend Garrett who co-owns the cafe the show was at… stopping at my costumer’s shop to finish my stuff…

For the Princess Bride themed burlesque show in Troy I did the stand-up for Friday night. Had to catch a ride into Troy from my costumer to get in there as I was car-less. But I worked it out.

And the second act after the break, I took the stage in a full Fezzik costume, five week old sideburns and all, and delivered a comic speech about Andre The Giant, throwing circus peanuts screaming “ANYBODY WANT A PEANUT?” and at the end, “stripping” to reveal… an Andre The Giant costume underneath.

So yeah. Got a standing ovation from 250 people, almost even upstaged some gorgeous ladies doing amazing and funny routines in the almost-altogether.

And I still have no car, don’t know when it will be fixed or for how much.

And while I was well well paid for a ten-minute set, I still don’t have a steady gig and…

Yeah.

It has been a roller coaster.

But fuck, man, I have a real honest-to-Bob burlesque name “Big Tasty”.

And a fucking coat of arms for Big Tasty.

I do amazing things. I’m also… really bottoming out between them when I’m not.

Pictures in a few weeks when they’re cleared by the burly’s staff photogs.

Life is a fuckin’ thing, isn’t it. Mahalo.