Ongoing Battle with Time

I don't feel I have been much more busy than usual. I am not certain why I have neglected my blog and the 0 devoted readers I have. Lots of stuff to report. Our 42" plasma TV was delivered. The other half is doing the electrical, before we can invite the installers to come do their job. Then, we have to hook up all the necessary accessories, and we will be able to watch the all important inaugural film. Still no word on the final decision.

I have now employed the use of a laundry cart, just like I used to use in my housekeeping days. Ah, memories. The hope is that this will alleviate some of my back stress. The sad thing is, though, that the main thing that will take the pain from my back, will be the loss of my fat, nasty gut and booty-ass. Why face facts that I am a total blimp, when I can just try to fix the problem ineffectively with a change in laundry protocol?

My show @ the Griffin will begin tech week this week, and I feel good about it. I actually had a tinge of fear yesterday before we began the run through. Why? I am just that way I guess. No reason to have stage fright. God, I have been doing this for 20+ years. Isn't that frightening? And still I have a dreaded day job, and gigs that pay little to nothing. Artistically I am fulfilled, but still have not yet reached my dreams of calling acting a full time job. I would love some cheese w/ my wine!

The other half and I have been spending like madmen since we got the money from our re-finance. Not a lot of crap (although there is some), the plasma, the sink to finally finish our master bathroom, the laundry cart, and several items to redo our master bedroom. I have purchased a few stupid items, but if I did not, things in the world may seem a bit odd. I found a puppet at a local gift shop. It has sparked my interest for months. Each time I would walk by, the puppet would raise its head and say, "buy me." So I walked in when it was open and I had the money. Up until recently, everytime I walked by it was closed and I never had the money anyway. I am not quite sure how to take my purchase of the puppet. You see, it is a mammy. I could see that it was handmade and the price was right, $28.00. I thought it was cute and I took her to my home, w/ all of my other stuffed toys. I have named her Mabel. I suppose some may find this appalling and racist, so be it. I have given her a home and I love her. She is well constructed and unique. It seems lately that any toys I buy must be more unique. My toy buying days seem to be behind me. I will never stop, especially when I find someone like Mabel, but the carefree, crazy toy buying is on the decline. Sure, when I hit the jackpot and/or make a million bucks on my first Hollywood venture, then maybe I will change my tune. Collecting may then overcome me again, but this time, it will not make much difference in the big scheme of things.

There, now I can get back to my regularly scheduled, (almost) daily blog writing. I am glad you are all with me. Hello? Hello? Echo... Echo...