I am not a millionaire, but I did do an interview at Z100 and that’s something, I guess.
in Funny Stuff, Performance, there are pictures here, Thoughts and Feelings
as beater, chinese character, coffee shop, contact, elvis duran, facebook, freak, freak out, gift, love, Modell, neon sign, planet, pop, red balloon, show, undershirts, WANTS, who wants to be a millionaire, Yep, yoga teacher, z100
Here’s some irony: Today, I get a facebook message from someone, telling me that he’s glad I’m “a millionaire now.”
And so, let me tell you what this millionaire went and did. Tried to buy one of those packs of men’s undershirts at Modell’s because I forgot a shirt to wear to class tonight.
And my card was denied.
Yep, just rolling in it.
I, too, am so glad that I am finally a millionaire.
I am probably the only millionaire on the planet who cannot afford something that costs $6.99.
And before you freak out (hi, mom! hi, pop!)–don’t worry. I went to my bank and moved some money from my savings account into my regular account and so now I can once again afford men’s beater shirts. WHO WANTS TO BE A MILLIONAIRE NOW?!
Oh, I also did an interview and played some songs on one of Z100′s podcasts, with TJ, who co-hosts with Elvis Duran for the morning show. If you wanna hear it, you can go HERE. If you wanna see what TJ and I look like when we stand next to each other under a big, neon sign that says Z100, you can go here:
And here are some random thoughts that are all vying for my attention right now: I am in love with my friends. But not, you know, in love in love. But definitely in love. My mom just texted me four little emojis at 1:24 am. A thumbs up, a smiley face, a red balloon (one of my favorite emojis, hands down), and a chinese character that I certainly don’t understand and would also bet every one of my MILLION DOLLARS that she doesn’t understand, either. I like making eye contact with people–is that strange? When I used to work at a coffee shop, it was my goal to make eye contact with every person I waited on–you know, have a real human connection. This is probably why so many strange people end up talking to me, though, I am guessing. I am hungry almost all the time, lately. My yoga teacher went 40 minutes over in class tonight. This is a gift, unless you are starving and exhausted. Guess what I was? Yep. Starving and exhausted. I wanted to take the gift back.
And buy dinner with the money I got for it.
I am also wearing my fair share of leg warmers recently. The dream of the nineties might very well be alive in Portland (as they say in Portlandia. Which is an awesome and hilarious show. Even I know this and I hardly ever watch the television, is the thing), but the dream of the eighties is alive right here in New York City.
Just look at my legs and how warm they are lately.
a show and some thoughts and some socks, too. dry ones.
in Performance, there are pictures here, Thoughts and Feelings
as confession, crowd, delicates, dry socks, facebook, gift, hand, irrational fear, kind, life, panties, precious gift, show, song, sound man, Taller, thought, time, underwear
I had a show last night. It was dreamy. Many people were packed into the small bar and they were listening. A listening crowd is a precious, precious gift; one that I don’t take lightly.
The sound man snapped at me while sound checking. Confession: whenever someone yells at me, I instantly feel a). five years old again, b). deeply hurt, and also c). kind of mad. But, I simply thanked him for his work and smiled.
Like this, I guess.
One guy came up to me and told me that I look “much taller!”
“Taller than…what?” I asked. “Than on facebook,” he said, “And thinner, too,” he added.
Which doesn’t say much for my pictures on facebook, I guess.
There is not much else I’d rather be doing than singing my songs for people. And every time I get to do this, I am reminded of this fact once again.
I also sometimes get the irrational fear that, now that people are actually noticing, What if I never write another song again?! Sort of like the other day when I was hand washing my delicates (which is an even more embarrassing word than just plain underwear, I think; and don’t even get me started on panties!), and the socks, in particular were taking a very long time to dry (I guess we say delicates because socks aren’t considered underwear, right?). I literally entertained the thought that my socks may just never ever dry. Like, AT ALL.
But guess what? My socks are now dry. Therefore, since that irrational fear did not materialize, I can also trust that I will continue to write songs.
Yes, I will write songs while wearing dry socks and life will be good.
Because, really, does it get any better than that?
what’s been occupying my time since Wednesday evening in pennsylvania.
in Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
as birth, birth center, black marker, boughs of holly, brand new baby, center, drinking, golden hour, grilled cheese sandwich, house, peanut, pennsylvania countryside, recording, recording music, show, singing christmas carols, sister, tape, time, tiny piano
*visiting my friend’s brand new baby at the birth center*singing christmas carols*attending my nieces’ play*singing at a house show*baking loaves (and loaves!) of bread*wrapping presents with my sister*drawing pictures*making cards*recording music*lots of yoga*eating (drinking?) a peanut butter milkshake*receiving oddly wonderful gifts–i.e.: an old school walkman, complete with large headphones and a real cassette tape with [...]
antlers and singing.
in Performance, there are pictures here
as blast, cameron diaz, christine robinson, christmas show, christmas songs, cold, collaboration, comedic roles, Funk, hip hop, hip hop soul, legit, month old baby, Shane, show, soul funk, stage, version, YES
So, this happened tonight. *photo taken by a very wonderful Christine Robinson who made the trip out to the Queen tonight with her four month old baby in tow. Thank you! And, yes, you better believe I wore antlers. Though, I really cannot take the credit. They are Shane’s antlers. During last night’s practice, I [...]
I wish you the world.
in Loved Ones, MP3, video
as angle, chorus line, dear friends, face, gig, Jess, life, melody, recording, show, song, toronto, voila, way, while
So, this song. I wrote it for some dear friends in A Chorus Line. My life went through such an about face right when I got off tour, though, that I completely forgot about it for a while. Until I suddenly remembered. At least that it happened, I mean. “Remember that song I wrote for [...]
change.
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Thoughts and Feelings
as being shy, case in point, chance, change, conversations, direction, drive thru, everything, Excuse, hard time, lauryn hill, life, moment, philadelphia, please touch museum, rehearsals, show, Touch, wasting time, way
I’m different, guys. No, it’s true. Like, something happened inside of me somewhere along the way that made me less afraid or something. I like people so tremendously. Life is so interesting and people contribute a lot to make it so. But, right–I’m different now, I think. Case in point: Today, I ran into a [...]
good, strong work, Monday!
in Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as Awards, broadway show, broadway shows, cash money, common, equity, equity rules, friend david, getting a job, kind, lysistrata, Monday, movement, show, show friends, stage, tdbank, timeless piece, today, WOW
What do three auditions, yoga, a Broadway show, friends, and getting a job have in common? Monday. As in: that all happened today. The auditions: One went blah. The next went well, but I’m pretty sure that show isn’t actually casting right now (equity rules are such that Broadway shows HAVE to hold auditions every [...]
yellow couch music.
in Performance, there are pictures here
as chicken, chicken fingers, couch, djembe, food, former, good time, half, latter, little bit, Mindy, panties in a wad, Shane, show, stage, story, tater tots, time, tiny bit, Voice
The Paper Janes played a show tonight. I am one half of the Paper Janes. Well, since we brought a couch on stage with us tonight, perhaps I am more like one third of the Paper Janes. Anyway. We had a really good time; I really love that yellow couch of Shane’s. It looks like [...]
