The Weekend Observer

Oh lady grey day. Go away.
I'm going to try something. I'm going to pretend that my office job is really my very own office where i can write and create things and not be pressed into a human version of a dried flower. It's part of my movable writing feast and I won't surf the internet when i have free-time.
I.
WILL.
WRITE!

Well, maybe I can surf the internet once in a while.
We'll see how it goes. Having faith is important.

I went to a comedy show last night to benefit the fight against cancer. I largely went to support my friend Katina, because the benefit was in the name of her young friend Dottie who had 5 children when she succomed to cancer this past year. Sort of hard to get your head around that. Everyone involved was tops.

It's interesting when you are just the observer and not a performer. I haven't done much observing in a while. The performer in you feels a bit out of sorts and uncomfortable. It's sort of like walking into a room to grab something and forgetting what it was. You're just confused. You're looking at the wall like it holds some kind of answer as to what you should be doing. But then you begin to look at the room around you and you still can't remember what the hell it was you needed but you find something else that you forgot you needed. But that other thing you need is still nagging at you in the back of your mind. There were some other things i observed in my brain, but I will save you from them and reserve them for my therapist.

There was another instance this weekend in which I was the observer. Saturday morning was the morning I had said 'okay Annie - no more pussy-footin' around - today is the day to knock out a real clear format for your next show! you can do it!' Just a 10 minute walk from my grey neighborhood is a rainbow colored neighborhood called Jackson Heights that houses the Espresso 77 Cafe on the corner of 77th Street and 37th Avenue. Lovely little nook. Bright orange walls and Sweedish inspired furnishings. LOVE that place. I was set. I had my paper and i had my pen and i had some of the show typed out already. But then I realized that these two hippy grandmas next to me were not shutting up. In fact, they were quite overbearing, interesting and FUNNY.

Oh my God.

What?

I went to Don's memorial last weekend. You remember - Jean and Gerry were in the band with him?

Oh sure.

Well. I mean. Teresa, I mean, she was so in love with him. She said to me. I just always wanted to be around him. We just liked eachother.

Oh Geez.

Yeah. They had this video that like - a professional film guy and a professional photographer did. Not a dry eye in the house. Not a dry eye.

Oh my God.

I know! I mean, that's the way to do it.

Oh wow.

I know. So how's Jennifer?

She's GREAT!

Yeah?

She met someone.

She DID?! WHO?! Tell me EVERYTHING!

Well, they met on E-Harmony. I LOVE him.

Yeah?!

I love him to BITS! If I could get him to propose to her tomorrow I would. He is SO GREAT! And Jennifer was like the last one that he tried out. He had just had it and he wasn't meeting anyone, you know, he was interested in and she was the last one!

OH MY GOD. What's he look like?!

Well, he's Jewish and Irish, a mix. And he is just the nicest guy just such a great personality.

Uh huh?

And - warm eyes, you know.

Mmm-hmm?

SO NICE. He's not really good looking but he's not unattractive either.

Well, THAT'S GREAT! GOOD FOR HER!

I KNOW! Thank God. As long as she's happy. I was so worried.

Well, and he's NICE.

Yeah. He is SO NICE.

That's Great.

Yeah.