A Damned Good Day.

Today was so perfect that I think I should go to bed before something bad happens.

I woke up at Lisa's and had breakfast for the first time in a long time, it seems. My first obligation was to help Blair with the poetry workshop at Hannan House. The people there were a trip up the old staircase (as I like to say). We wrote letter poems to our feet! Every poem was quite different, as you would imagine. Most of the poems were asking the feet why they don't cooperate. I wrote one asking my feet not to cooperate with my mind--to get me out of bed in the morning so I wouldn't lie there thinking about things I can't help. Confused? Maybe it was one of those "You had to be there"s.

Then I had three hours to kill before rehearsal, also by Wayne State (in a Woodbridge Apartment). So first I walked to Barnes and Noble and bought Hedwig and the Angry Inch (I want to put a song from there on a "Roadtrip Reflection" CD Lisa and I are vainly putting together... It has songs that to us resemble our experiences at each stop. I would tell you which Hedwig song, and which location, but it's the only choice I feel guilty about!). Nate's old boss, Reggie, helped me find the CD. I really love Reggie (I've talked to him twice), and it was worth the walk down there.

Then I went to the Meetery Eatery Coffee House on Woodward and worked on a short story for about an hour and a half. My friend Joel from Anne Frank exposed me to this place. It's very cute and maybe classy. They play really good background music--India Arie type stuff, jazzy black women voices and hip hop beats... Joel and I went there one day to see a poetry reading. After waiting an hour and a half and no poetry, we scadaddled over to the DFT to see ten minutes of a foreign film (We didn't pay because we have friends in high places). That was about a month ago or something... Today, after writing, I also studied a script that the kids at Maple (School with classes for Homeschoolers) are performing. I'm going to kind of take over the Robin Hood play that the 5-10 year olds are performing. Five year olds on stage? With Lines? You betcha... My first goal is to get them to slow the hell down. They all talk too quietly and too fast. But man are they cute. Anyway, so I prepared for this at the Meetery Eatery. And then I ran into Bethany Patterson (Who, by the way, is in my phone as BAD... This is because that's what appeared on my phone's screen when I typed her name in. I love it when she calls because BAD shows up. Ask me what you're in my phone as.)

Then I had rehearsal for Manny and the Mirror. We had our first run through and I decided that I really like a lot of the music in our little rock opera. Come see it! I'll make a post with performance details... Some day... When I have them. I learned today that Joel calls the show "Immanuel and his Looking Glass." He's not working on the show this year (they've put it one before, three times or something...), and Joel AD'd (I think?) previous productions. Anyway, hearing that he called it that made me miss him a lot.

Anyone want to go to a Tiger's game Saturday afternoon? Let me know! The more the merrier...

Happy Birthday Ian

My brother turns twenty-seven today. He's in Lansing this weekend working at their film festival, and then he returns to Chicago. Last Sunday I spent a lot of time with him--he came to the Walking Project walk in Detroit with me and then we drove out to my Aunt Judy's for Easter dinner. Those who know me know how much I love my brother...

I haven't lived with him for over nine years. It's very easy to love someone who you don't live with. Do you ever notice that? Not to say that if I lived with him I wouldn't love him, but I probably wouldn't be as aware of it. Funny how that is.