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Turns out the main obstacle last night wasn't ice under snowmelt, it was fog thick enough to cut cheese wheels from. But we all made it down... and oh my god, Burlesque was FANTASTIC last night. It was the Best of 2013 show, so all the performers were stellar and their routines were fantastic, and in at least two cases two of them brought acts that made me INSANELY happy, like Mistress Leona Star's adorable routine to this song:


http://youtu.be/JPiAY9MALoE

Listen to the whole thing, you won't be sorry.

Another special mention to Femme Brulee's bath routine that began with "I'm gonna Wash That Man Right Outta My Hair" from South Pacific... and then warped into


http://youtu.be/Oz_-VaTHpc8

You seriously haven't lived until you've seen a woman dressed in a giant bath loofah costume getting down to Jay-Z. XD

But honestly? Even though the routines and performances were amazing, I loved getting to work the show again after a couple months of being absent. All of the performers are absolute sweethearts, and I've worked the show so many times that I'm starting to get to know them a little bit outside of the show too. And I love the three people that run the show sooooooo much, especially Hors D'oeuvres. And the job itself makes me happy. I loved stage managing theater productions in high school, and this scratches a lot of the same itches, plus I've done so many shows at this point that any night I'm working I'm immediately the person bossing the other two stage kittens around. I like being in charge like that because it means less running around in heels for me, lol. But also I just really like being a part of making that show work - It's all such a labor of love from everyone. Plus it's an opportunity to dress up and play with makeup. Every so often I do feel the need to girlie girl the fuck up, and this is a great excuse to.



See?

There's also the part where I'm still trying to get up the nerve to perform in it. One of the reasons I want to get back into some kind of dance - I'm not self-concious about the strippy part of it at all, but I want to be able to not look like a twitchy robot up there. I also want to have a kickass costume and concept. The next Tassle Tussle* is in September and goddamn it, I will do it this year. I've got three or four nebulous routine ideas as it is, I just need to pick one and develop it. I'm seriously out of excuses... I've been saying I would for two+ years now, I've had a stage name forever, I know the crowd, stage and flow of things and am completely comfortable with all three... there's really no reason not to at this point. Just my usual MUST BE AMAZING AND PERFECT FIRST TIME RUNNING OR GTFO problems holding me back.

Ehhh, we'll see. But anyway. Going seemed to be the answer to most of my complainy bits from yesterday. Practical problems still remain, but the show was such a boost to the spirit that I certainly feel a lot better about things today. (I'm sure refilling my head meds today will also help immensely, lol.)

* the annual amateur competition

Had a little online downtime this morning, so since I have a craft project percolating in my head I've been poking around on the net for things like, oh, personal hot wire cutters and scroll saws, and stumbled onto a workshop listing for a local school for architectural woodworking. Yeah IDK either. I occasionally get the "crafting with power tools" lusts, and know from personal experience that the best way of dealing with it is just riding it out until the shakes and the need to BUY ALL THE THINGS at Home Depot go away.

You'd be proud of me, btw. I had to go inside HD yesterday because we are out of picture hangers and I have two freshly framed things to hang (slowly gaining ground in my personal war against the whitespace in my house). I went in, went straight to aisle 16, checked straight out. No detours into paint, lumber, pvc pipe, rope, lights or any aisle prominently featuring words like DEWALT, DREMEL, or BLACK&DECKER.

...can I put power tools on my wedding registry?

Only vaguely related to all this is happening to glance out the bus window yesterday in time to note the presence of a library card catalog sitting in the window of an antique store we were passing. I have all sorts of FEELINGS about this. Mostly "LUST" and "COVET" and such. I have no earthly idea what I'd do with it, but I love tiny little drawers in things almost as much as I love blank notebooks, which is to say I have PROBLEMS. Seriously, if I had an entire wall of little tiny card catalog drawers, I'd be a very happy woman, but again, no earthly idea what I'd keep in said drawers.

Course I don't know why I'm even thinking about more craft projects; I've got creative stuff in the fire that I haven't touched that needs attending to. Beadwork. SQWRRL. My ongoing hair stuff. Writing. Not to mention I've been camping Donna Meijia's website like a Horde rogue over an Alliance corpse waiting for her to announce that she's teaching belly dance classes again. And then there's the stack of games I got last week for the SNES and the Wii that I need to find time to play, this damn wedding to plan, work, and a house to keep up with which is currently winning on the chaos front (2 kid weekends back to back probably isn't helping in that department). I need to give up either sleeping or The Internet to get everything I already have to do done. Probably both. Feh.

...there really are not enough ellipses for this.

Guys, I think I've found my calling in life, or something, because I apparently throw bitchin parties. 'Course with the crowd of people that showed up to our house to properly usher cell23's fourth decade in last night, it's quite hard to have a bad party. Hell even the people that couldn't come but sent well-wishes via twitter (you were there in spirit, Mr. Berube!) helped, so yeah. There were also Muppets, Batman, Castlevania, and Mario Kart assisting. :) Special guest stars: cell23's now infamous Gay Bar Dance while he beat the shit out of his princess pinata (aersi helped). The terrifying pin the tail on the donkey game that oneforellis brought that looked like a donkey staring worriedly at his ass as red liquid appeared to pour out of it (it was supposed to be a target painted on, but it looked way too much like severe intestinal damage). THE MOTHERFUCKING INDIANA JONES CAKE WITH WORKING BALL. That's right you heard me. That cake was BOSS.

But yeah, you know how you know it was a good party? 2 reasons: 1) I just stumbled downstairs in search of breakfast (by the way, aersi? you're a motherfucking genius, thank you for the bagels) saw the horror my living room and kitchen are after everything... and grinned my face off. 2) The part where towards the end of the evening, cell23 (who tends to detest having a big thing made of his birthday, so yes, I threw him a party cause I'm a bitch like that ;) ) was being glomphed by all the remaining ladies present, and while cackling maniacally, declared that he should turn 30 every year.

I clearly win at everything. Including hangovers. I had quite a bit of "kool-aid" (hawaiian punch, sierra mist, tangerine vodka and slushed ice make great punch, btw) and then another_murray brought over pomegranate liqueur and i was just done for afterward. but I only have a bit of a headache this morning and that may well be because I forgot to make/get coffee. Yeah, I know.

But yeah, thanks guys. And happy birthday cell23. I love you, and I think it's safe to say so does everyone who was in attendance. :)

• 09:03 HELLO LADIES. youtu.be/uLTIowBF0kE
• 09:22 In other news, I woke up with the Flea Market Montgomery song stuck in my head. youtu.be/FJ3oHpup-pk #itsjustlikeaminimall #earworms
• 11:46 Not a good start to today. Hoping the rest of today is better.
• 13:18 Dear livejournal, what is UP with the comment lag past 48 hours? Love me.
• 14:10 Much like pots and boiling, watched/constantly refreshed eggs never hatch. #dragcave
• 14:46 I would like to register my amusement that according to Rotten Tomatoes, the Dungeons&Dragons movie is twice as good as The Last Airbender.
• 15:49 Because you love avatar makers, admit it. madmenyourself.com. #madmen
• 15:57 So one of the local belly dance instructors looks an awful lot like River Song. Seriously, people I need to start dancing again.
• 16:01 Also managed to swipe a vampire dragon from the AP this afternoon! Possibly a little too proud of this... #dragcave
• 16:59 You know, there is no law that says I HAVE give a shit about the safety/health/fragile mind of your child if I don't know or like you.
• 17:02 I mean, I love kids, but seriously people, get off the BUT THINK OF THE POOR DEFENSELESS CHILDREN tack. _I don't care._
• 22:29 just snarfed water from reading @choochoobear's and @jephjacques's exchange re: mel gibson. Webcomic people are so WRONG, lol

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