Hard Times

This is my wonderful niece, Shelby, who is currently in hospital. I can't really blog about this. It is upsetting and many folks are praying for her. No time to blog lately. Just send good thoughts out to Shelby.

Let me entertain you....Hey kids....ahh, my once creative life, as seen here in photo...did I not appreciate it enough? No, I think I just had lots of pain and spinal surgery that took me out of the game for a few years and now I am trying to find creative outlets again.....but I miss the heady days of yore when we Sexy Finger Champs would play here, there, and yonder....here is Chepo's first show with SFC, Dallas,TX at the Bar of Soap....Daniel Clark on bass at the time and Luke Alexander hiding back there on the drums....this is probably about 1998! Jesus, time flies. Our next show is September 1st, the Saturday of Labor Day weekend! It was supposed to be an opening gig for the Pocket FishRMen reunion, but I think that is postponed; however, I still wanted to rock, so come out and see us with (I think) the Free Range Bastards....c'mon, I have reviews from both Japan AND Austin that say I am some sort of punk rock Bette Midler, so you will have a rockin' AND comic time!
See, here is more proof of performance, the later Sexy Finger Champs configuration(photo taken in 2000 maybe?) with hot and sexy Rebekah W. on bass (behind my bunny ass) and Chepo's booty in the right foreground, hiding Snoopy on drums....this was a fun show at Club DeVille....well, enough of memory lane, off to participate in life right now.....

Well, well.....it has been about a month since last I posted.....I have had out of town guests almost every week in July, except for last weekend when we had a family emergency in Dallas; my most beloved and wonderful Grandmother (age 96) was hospitalized and then put into hospice; she is slowly shutting down and leaving us. And I have been very sad. She taught me so much! And she has always believed in my dreams even when I didn't---encouraging me to sing and make up songs and do theater and to write and to love movies and the beach and.. and.....well, she is the most pleasant and happy woman in the world despite so many hard times and I hope I have somehow learned a little about being as pleasant and passionate and active and funny and a great hostess and....I just cannot do her justice. Let this picture from her "tween" years express her fun-loving nature and sweet disposition (we think this is from 1921 or so, when she was 10? or 11? Not too much older or younger but hard to know....) It is the best photo ever!
(Note: Okay, I will go enroll in a computer class right away; I really don't know how to get this photo NOT to have lots of pixels or get it UNDER the text, etc etc...oh well.) To my few friends who read this (sorry I don't know how to do "links" yet, either...) well, I will try to keep you up on news of Grandmother in the coming week.

I found this today during a search for my high school diaries and journals (hoping to participate in a "Get Mortified" event, but more on that aspiration later.....) yep, and I found this little scribbled note that I copied out of The Doomsday Dictionary, probably whilst I was listening to the Smiths or something:
"Thanatos (also, death instinct)-- One of two primal instincts attributed to man, the other being Eros. The function of Thanatos is to restore higher organic organization to a simpler, pre-vital state. In this, Thanatos is expressing a tendency evident elsewhere in nature for organization to run down into a greater simplicity.
The laws that regulate the compromise are obscure."

I think I left something out of the full entry, but this is all that I selected. I still love the final sentence: "The laws that regulate the compromise are obscure."

This is my attempt at some postcard art for this swap thing----my first ever attempt at participating in a bit of blogosphere hoo-haw---actually, I have already sent out most of the "art" attempts (look, I just like mail)....harumph. I am not great in the realm of visual art. Just like the time when this fancy Theatre de la Jeune Lune director once scolded me, "Aiiyee! Noooo! You are pure comedy!!" when I was suposed to be doing an exercise in high drama for a theater full of acting students, well, again I feel that "I've failed!" feeling. Of course now, years later, I am happy to at least have been pure comedy for one fleeting moment in my life, even if it wasn't at the appropriate moment...so maybe I will feel some sort of satisfaction later at having attempted to participate in an online swap of mail. Still, I sort of feel as if I am a lonely ol' friendless spinster who has to sign up on blog posts just to get any mail at all.....oh, what a maelstrom of emotion am I this rainy Monday! But I can't help it---je suis pur comedie!(opps on the spelling?)