Stop reading my blog! Stop looking at Turkey Porn! Go hang out with your family and or friends!Happy Thanksgiving, readers…..I’m NC and couldn’t be happier.
I would prefer to not get blown up.
Paranoid Murmurs of a potential terrorist attack on the NYC transit system have been delicately circling the media today. And by delicately, I mean ‘we’re all gonna die.’ There’s been some speculation based on some report that an attack could be planned for this year’s ‘Holiday Season.’
Mostly, I just really don’t appreciate the fact that they aim to get us when we are at our chubbiest and happiness. Granted, Thanksgiving and Christmas time is when we are at our most gluttenous, i.e., most vulnerable, but come on, is nothing sacred anymore?
Perhaps I am meant to take off the whole month of December, claiming fear of bombs, and quaratine myself to Brooklyn: writing, drinking hot chocolate, hanging out with the Baby Kitty. Or perhaps I am meant to be brave or ambivalent and go about my Month.
Um, could this movie possibly get any sweeter? This just in – I Have it will, alongside Larissa, star Devon Gummersal, who starred as Brian Krackow on My So Called Life – who, in my opinion, is the epitome of my kind of actor – awkward, delicious subtly.
Extra! Extra! Huzzah! My short play, Drunk: a short play for Drunk Girls is going to be in this pretty sweet sounding festival: The Binge, which is shaping up to be really rad. They gave five playwrights a cookbook for inspiration, and write we did! It’s happening really really soon. Follow that link.
We should all get drunk. That’s how you get to be friends with somebody.
At first it’s uncomfortable, it’s weird, to know someone. Another person. To know the right things to say.
Sometimes it feels weird being around a person, it feels like you’re both robots or each other’s grandmothers. Something’s missing. But then you get drunk together and later you laugh and have a moment about it.
All of the sudden, there’s everything to talk about and nobody’s lonely anymore.
Oh, life. I have finally (finally) taken a much needed break from frantically writing things. This weekend, I thoroughly relished in the talents of my friends, which is always a fantastic feeling, as you are only as good as the company you keep, or however the phrase goes. Thursday night, I went to see Cudzoo and the Fagette’s first show at the Delancey. It was amazing. Essentially, it’s three girls in flapper dresses with a full band, harmonizing pretty ditties about mean boys, blue guitars and dinosaurs. Complete with xylophones, dance interludes and nasty lyrics, this band is the brainchild of my Favorite, Ms. Erin McCarson, fuzzily picture center. Also starring Jess and Mamrie, (L and R.) Jess is recording a country album, and Mamrie is sketch comedy writer and performer. All are pretty and funny and pretty. It’s the perfect example of having a fantastic idea, and actually seeing it through. So proud of all of them! Friday night, I managed somehow to watch a play outside. Yes, outside. Fyi, it was circa 20 degrees that night. Fortunately, there were hot toddies and Marilyn to cuddle with. Marfa Lights was produced by the Aztec economy (Cole and Casey Wimpee, Michael Mason). They managed to build this in the courtyard outside of their apartment: Um, I know. It, too, was eerie and fantastic, regarding an apocolyptical camping trip in Marfa, Texas. Also involving Mercury retrograde. An owls. These events served as a pleasant reminder that I am fortunate to know so many awesome people. When your creative whatever’s are on strike, when you have serious artistic mayonnaise brain – there’s really no better medicine.
Sent: Friday, November 21, 2008 12:53 PM
To: Rebecca Brunstetter
Subject: RE: TV
Thank you so much for everything. I just wanted to let you know that you have the most pleasant voice and personality in NY. You make people’s day and I bet you don’t even realize it. I wanted you to know that. Keep it up.
I wish you happy holidays and a lovely weekend. …Le yay.
It’s official. I have an extremely good reason to get out of bed in the morning. And people, it just feels great.