The Hefner's Tour 2010! ... or the possible lack thereof!

[thehefner]

This entire trip is shaping up to be a total fiasco. But I have Henchgirl with me, so it's the best kind of fiasco. The one where we actually don't have to wait till years from now to laugh and laugh about it. Thanks to her, I can laugh just as soon as she calms me the fuck down.

The main problem is that I outright did not get into one Festival, and I've been wait-listed in three others, including DC (weep, my local peeps! Weep for your likely lack of Hefner!). The only festival I'm guaranteed acceptance into is Indianapolis, which is thankfully my favorite fest thus far, but that's all the way at the end of August. And if I don't get through the wait lists, that'll be my first (and possibly only!) Fringe this year.

I got the news about DC right after being called a douchebag by a random teen in a pickup truck, who flipped me off as he drove away. I guess he didn't like the red scarf, the bowler derby, or some combination of the two. Amazing how a single random inconsequential jerk can ruin one's whole day!

But Henchgirl has kept me on the ball best as she can. The important thing here to keep in mind is that I'll have the free time to work. To perfect THE ROAD TO NOWHERE and to start developing a new show, not to mention work on one or another of the books I have in mind (and not the Harvey novel either, although god willing, I'll have time for that too).

So now we're in Merkel, Texas (I know, I might as well have said "Shamboozle, Texas"), staying at a motel and enjoying the wonderful luxuries of a shower and bed. Don't get me wrong, there is something very satisfying about hunkering in the back of a Dodge Caravan, especially when curled up against your loved one, but by the next day everyone's just a bit ripe and cranky.

The fiasco is underway. But hey, that's just more material for future festivals! Eventually!

Comments

[sara-lakali.livejournal.com]

Well, crap.

On the bright side, the Indy Fringe Fest is the one that I have a snowball's chance in hell of getting to.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

Were you trying to get into it? Do you have a show?

[sara-lakali.livejournal.com]

Just 'to', not 'into'. To see your show. Did I misunderstand the nature of the Fringe Fest? Is it not open to the public?

*goes to look it up*

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

Oh! Gotcha! Are you saying that you couldn't make it there this year?

[sara-lakali.livejournal.com]

It remains to be seen. Of all the proposed fests you planned/hoped to perform at, Indy is the closest and most affordable. (Chicago might or might not be closer, but Chicago is also more expensive for things like highway tolls, parking, and gas.) I'd like to go. I'll have to see what my budget will allow.

[kingrockwell]

It's actually a pretty common occurrence in Texas to have jerks yell stuff at you from their cars. I hadn't even realized till just now that it hasn't happened to me since I moved away.

Texas is Not A Good Place. Eight years could not endear it to me.
shame i still have to go back every now and then to see family

[ortugatay.livejournal.com]

Eek, DC wait-listed you?!
We haven't heard from them yet ourselves...I wonder if that's a good or a bad thing.

[ortugatay.livejournal.com]

Oh wait never mind, yes we did. Just kidding.
(we did get in, but I'm sorry that you didn't...we love you!)

[pure-doxyk.livejournal.com]

*You can do it!*

(Sayeth the person who's never done anything like it, but as a philosopher I'm allowed to maintain that anything is not only possible, but likely.)

As an aside, did you know there's actually a town called East Jesus, TX? If you see it, catch a picture of the sign! ;)

[swimpenguin.livejournal.com]

I hope you do get into DC, and that I can come see it again here. Douchebags man, are a dime a dozen-I'm not sure if it was my bleach blond hair or my rapid walking that made two guys :quietly: mutter 'fag' at me as I was (ironically) walking to a WAC glbt group meeting senior year: in other words, who the frak cares? silly pod people are silly pod people.