People who know me, know that I am not easily horrified. I am now kind of horrified. The skin on my nipple is peeling. WTSF? I don’t know if I should laugh or cry.  But mostly, I’ll probably laugh (with just a dash of hysteria). I have entered bizarro-world.  The skin on your nipple isn’t…

Live theater is on its way back.  Auditions are still mostly by video submission, but we are promised that the rehearsals and performances will be live – back in the theater and, hopefully, before a live audience. Right now, I feel I am in no shape for auditioning.  But while I’m recuperating, this seems a…

Let me tell you something.  When they tell you that the worst side effects from radiation treatment happen after treatment ends, they aren’t fucking kidding. Son of a bitch, this is miserable. I don’t know how it is for other folks, but for me, it’s not terrible pain or anything (well mostly anyway) just it’s…

One of my all time favorites to perform!

Olga Gromova is a cartoonist/illustrator/artist who lives in Moscow.  And her work is a delight.  There is something about Russian art and fat people that just goes together; especially old fat people and Gromova’s art mainly features fat old people and while I cannot read the captions (which I assume are in Russian), I can…

One of the (many) places I lived in the Los Angeles area was West Hollywood – just off of La Cienega and Melrose. What a great place to live.  Best shopping ever.  This was before all the chi-chi shops moved onto Melrose and drove the prices sky-high.  This was when Melrose was the home of…

I ordered three items from Amazon – a HUGE bottle of ibuprofen; some foundation makeup that I wanted to try; and a coffee mug. I received from Amazon a set of queen-sized “luxury” sheets, two square pillow forms, and 2 white fake fur covers for the pillow forms. WTF? Now, I realize that what I…

Some of you may already know Jenny Lawson’ books.  I did not.  That is, I did not until my niece Jo recommended her to me.  OMG. I have a new favorite author.  Jenny Lawson writes like I wish I could write.  She has lived, to put it mildly, an unusual life and that is what…

I like fireworks okay.  But the age of ooh and ahs are long behind me.  Probably the most I’ve enjoyed fireworks was the years in Claremont where some of us helped the professionals set up for their show.  If you wanted, you could also shoot off some of the big ones during the show –…