coo-coo *cough*

[thehefner]

Even with a stuffy head, slight fever, stuffed/dripping nose, sore throat, and the occasional dizzy spell, I'm STILL performing tonight, gol dang it. It's just a question of what the hell am I going to do with myself until this evening rolls around. Brain not working too brain.

Saw my seventh Fringe show last night, EDDIE LOUNGE: LORD OF THE LOUNGE TOUR, a comedy variety show of lounge-ified modern pop songs and skits. Definitely a crowd-pleaser, a fun, good-natured, and rather gentle show. Not at all what JOHNNY GO would do, if given the chance (which is a bit like giving a PCP-spiked macaroon to the Cookie Monster).

Speaking of cookies, I finally took the chance and bought a couple Liz Lovely vegan cookies, which are prominently displayed at the local co-op. In my experience, vegan cookies taste like dried cardboard, but these are actually pretty darn good. I mean, the chocolate chip cookies at frickin' McDonald's taste better, like real cookies should taste, but these ain't bad at all. Still, it's insane how frickin' crazy high in fat vegan cookies are. For two cookies, that 840 calories, 320 of which is from fat. Yipes.

Hmm... now that Johnny's been given a taste of the stage, my mind is reeling over the possibilities. I wonder how much I'd have to pay and/or drug Howard Sherman to go on tour with me?

Comments

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

Weirdly, it's less (conciously) stressful than going over there when he was alive. Now, if Mom weren't with me and I was doing all this alone, then I'd be depressed and stressed at least. But with her there, it's fascinating, because besides just watching her be all disturbed, I love hearing her side of so many things there (stories she'd repressed for years and years, all coming back).

Well, soon I won't be able to do it for you at all, so I guess it works out for everybody!

[spacechild.livejournal.com]

it sounds like this whole thing, while hard, is actually in some ways a good thing for her. i'm glad.