My Way of Life

It was a jam packed weekend of entertainment starting with Friday night and Blondie at the Lincoln Park zoo. I’ve seen Debbie about a kajillion times and this ranked among the best live shows. She was on, and obviously enjoying herself. Did you ever see the Simpsons when Homer sees Grand Funk Railroad at some event and keeps yelling at them to do We’re an American Band? Well, there were plenty of those people there but overall the crowd was very pro-Debbie. I just wish they know anything she has done post Parallell Lines.  Debbie even wore a nice outfit this time around!

 

 After that I went to Aaron Smith;s 40th b-day bash at The Spot. Aaron is in Handbag, The Joans and always makes snarky comments onmy blog.  Sometimes they’re funny. Sometimes they’re not. Anyway….he’s a great guy and I joined some others in welcoming him into the land of the forties.

Aarons b-day slug
My gift to Aaron.

Sunday was Pride day and the parade. I avoided it last year but this year peter insisted I attend his part and I’m glad I did. Besides the low pay, tons of work and soul crushing pithy press comments one of the worse things about being in theater is working with fabulous people for months and never seeing them again because they are in other shows.  It was great to hang out with some of the old gang.
From the window
Tina in a casual pose…

Peter and his mom
Peter, our host and his fabulous mom.

me and Richard
I share a poignant moment with Richard Bluestein.

Ghetto gurlz
Horrible dyke fight!

Andra, Adrienne, Mike, Jamie, Earl!
Andra, Adrienne, Mike, Jamie, Earl!

A portrait of me as a teen
Peter even has a portrait of yours truly. I was so young and naive back then…
 

4 Responses to “My Way of Life”

  1. Thanks for coming and thanks for the gift! (Sorry to say, I gave it away already to some creep who was hassling me in an alley…it’s nice to pay it forward sometimes!)

  2. Aaron, when you are getting a handjob in the alley, I hardly think that counts as hassling, unless he was trying to get more money out of you, after the fact.

  3. I forgot about that portait! So nubile…

  4. HA! Unlike you, Tim, I’m not in the habit of whipping my crackers out in a public alley. Good on you, though…that urban edginess will stand you in good stead once you hit the Big Apple!

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