Getting radiation treatment I have met several technicians and been witness to how they each deal with the body of a fat old lady. They are all very clear that I should let them know if anything they do causes pain.  They are all respectful; but it is apparent that some are not comfortable (for…

I lived in various parts of the San Fernando Valley.  When I first moved to LA I was such a snob and swore I’d never live in the Valley.  Truth is, there’s nothing wrong with living in the Valley –parking is better and the rent is cheaper.  It is definitely the ‘burbs, but so what? …

Okay.  I’ve now had three radiation treatments. The treatment itself doesn’t take more than 5 minutes. What takes awhile is getting my fat old lady ass situated properly on the table.  They have to get you situated “just so”, which, of course, is a good thing.  You don’t want them shooting that radiation willy-nilly into…

When deciding whether or not to audition, you need to consider a couple things. Are you available for all the scheduled performances? And, is there any physical reason that you cannot actually perform the role? Being available is self-explanatory.  Don’t go out for a show when you know that you won’t be able to be…

I kind of have insomnia, but not really. It takes a long time at night before I start feeling sleepy and ready to go to bed.  I often stay up until 1 or 2 a.m. and sometimes, even then, it takes a bit for me to fall asleep.  However, once I fall asleep – I…

I can’t find anything on the internet about May den Arend except her art work.  Not even on her own website (https://www.maydenarend-keramiek.nl/index.html). But I do like her art.  First, though, what is it about the Netherlands and wonderful depictions of fat people in their art (no, I’m not complaining)?  Even my Dikke Dame (fat lady)…

The high school I attended – John Glenn HS (you better genuflect when you walk by, or John Glenn will spit right in your eye) – was a really new school when I went there.  My sister, who is five years older than me, was in the first graduating class. To me the most wondrous…

My husband checks in with one of those neighborhood apps.  I tried it but I decided we were all better off if I remained ignorant of what our neighbors were up to. Anyhow, tonight Bill commented that there were two messages on the app.  One for a lost rabbit and one regarding a bunny that…

A fellow performer commented in response to yesterday’s blog about voice changes being a side effect of the hormone suppressant I may end up taking. Her comment reminded me of the joy of performing.  Non-theatrical folks often ask me “Why do you it?” or “How can you do it?”  How can you give up so…