A Great Big Diva!

Turning Out the Drake!

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Wow!!  Tonight was wonderful.  The thing that made it so great was the turnout of my friends and family. There were folks in attendance from every aspect of my life: day jobs from the 80's, college, college friend's parents, people I'd taken classes with, shopped with, partied with, done events for - you name it.  And they were dancing and whooping, hollering, eating and drinking up a storm.  Thank you Facebook. …

I’m Singing at The Drake Hotel Tonight

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and I am a bit nervous.  I regret not keeping up with my blogging lately.  I have so much to tell about what's going on career wise. I will try to sum up this development before I go jump in the shower to get ready! …

I Can’t Blog About That!

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So, you may have wondered where I've been for the past few weeks.  I've been here having all kinds of fun and confusing times but you know what?  Thanks to Facebook  -  I can't blog about it.  Well, I could blog about it but the characters involved are so distinct and such that I would have to change their names, occupations and height even to describe the wackness in my life right now. What a drag!!  I must ask Web Manager Adrienne to be sure to sever the direct feed into Facebook. In case …

Acts of Nature

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There's been a lot of that going around... I think it's Earth smacking us Humans back down to the ground. Volcanic ash? She's just saying: You think you're the boss of me, with all of your metals, pollution, synthetics and technology? Ha! You walk all over me, yet I can release my energy without notice and fuck you muthas up!! I can reduce all of "this" to fire and rubble and stop your world in its tracks. And once again, she did. …

Oh yeah, that

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Just read some great prose written by the great Chicago artist Tony Fitzpatrick's. It made me think of so many things: a story about my parents, a trip to Kyiv, Ukraine - it made me peaceful. I had forgotten to know my artist friends... look at them, listen to them, read them... sometimes you just get caught up with living day to day and forget about art even when it's hanging on the walls in your house, on your bookshelves, in your heart... some times you need to read a poem or a piece of …