Friday will be my return to the stage after a month or so. I haven't been going to any readings or what not, just hanging around my house reading a lot. I have been bouncing back and forth between the Tolkein books and on line reading on serial killers, mostly at the crime library at court tv. I am still kind of at a loss as to what my next writing project will be. My confidence is way low. I haven't even been smoking weed, actually. Just reading and going to a few movies. I saw sideways and attack on precinct thirteen, both very worthy movies. I can't say that either were masterpieces or anything, but they were fun.
M. has been sick for like seven weeks, though this week she is better. As a result she is skinnier than I've ever seen her and looking very, very good. We went through a rough patch when I was doing too many drugs last month. They were prescribed valiums, but I still acted like an idiot on them and had, suprisingly enough, serious black outs.
We are advertising the reading for the first time this week, and expect a bigger crowd than normal. I am going to be reading all of my george bush stuff. I haven't written any comedy since my great depression last month. In fact, I haven't laughed really in weeks.
I did buy a few small canvases over the weekend, and will be starting some new paintings this week. Other than this, I am trying to put the Ridgway book together to send to this guy, Brock, and will have that done this week (it has been bothering the hell out of me that I haven't done so so far; there is nothing worse to me, internally, than not keeping my word).
------------------------------------------------all work here is the sole property of John Scott Ridgway, Chicago Illinois, host of the elves attic reading, every Friday night at the Big Star Cafe.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
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