Friday, April 20, 2007

57 Varieties enters 4th Year!!






Rowan's show "57 Varieties" (now at Spartacus Book Store), went last Tuesday. I went and listened to some really good, and often times funny(not surprizing with Rowan at the helm)music and I read a couple poems and Rogue did a monologue. We (rogue and 1) seem to be getting over our disagreements the way men do, by getting over it.
Rowan informed me that RC Weslowski wants up to do the "Ballad of Bobby Pickton" at the Cafe deSoliel for the Slam finals. Into the Fray!!

My Pets



After Louis flew away, I was thinking about getting another bird. But I realised- out my back door- was innumerable wildlife, that was free...
hmmmm who needs pets when you have these friendly creatures coming by to visit every day?

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Fernando

For my money (and there ain't fuckin' much of that) Fernando is Vancouver's best slam poet. I don't know what his last name is, and i don't want to. This picture, takien at the semi-finals of the vancouver poerty slam is appropriately blurry, as he is. His poetry is infused with humour, and pain. He has a Bukoski sense of human filth, and a great irreverance to himself and the form. he speaks as many slam poets do, like their lips are bongo drums, but his delivery is authentic.
I was a judging for the first time on monday, and did a good and honest job of it. My "son" Jy Harris was in it. Unfortunately it wasn't his best night. He's good, but he was there that night. Sorry son.
If you check the time line, dear readers, you will see that Meat Draw and I drove from Ft.St. John Sunday night, so I could make it to my audition of "4400" at North shore studios for 4:15. I drove from the top of a mountain between FSJ and Prince George, all the way home. So I did the audition having not slept. I thought I would crash after the audition, but it went so well, that I got energy, and went down to The Slam at Cafe D'Soliel and did my poem on the open mic, and then was a judge in the competition.
Note: Meat Draw, who normally would've caught a hotel room, did the all-nighter with me so I could make my audition without complaining - to me. She did a little bitching to some others, but she never made me feel bad about it. A very nice quality in a person! I also gave her a good excuse to get out of Dodge before the growing numbers of locals could make their last ditch effort to win her heart (or something).

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Magpie and Dunce

AKA Emily and Patrick

WIGGLE CARS


The Wiggle car, which was my product to sell, is an amzing piece of engineering. Like a skate board on the front end, and a sloping design, with the broad read whell base, turns friction and gravity into what feels like a motor- powered trike. The structure accomodates almost every-size of rider - and age. I posted a board for the youngest and oldest wiggler of the day, which ranged all the way from 20months to 77 years old. This woman was so excited that she could do it, that she brought a friend back to watch her. She bought one. The picture of me shows me looking, well tired. Those three little boys kicked my ass. I kicked them of three times. But they were cute as hell, and they did a good job of selling the cars, but loved to crash into me...
My nametag said Wiggle Man, and Wiggle Man abuse was common. Even small children know they can whack me and get away with it!!

PIzazz International @ Ft. St. John Trade Show



I sold Wiggle cars, Stephanie sold Pet Brushes, and Adrian sold Micro-fiber mops. Our booths were cojoined and the system worked really well. We sold very well, and worked togther like a team. Every morning I go up and cooked breakfast, and then we would go to the trade show.

Meat Score Wins the Grand Prize





Stephanie Boyle aka Meat Score is the one of the coolest chicks I have met in my life. At 23, she speaks three languages, including Chinese, she has run to businesses touring all over the states, and was the boss on this show. She has been the Pizazz accountant for the last while becasue she is going to school In Kelowna, but agreed to do this show because they had five other shows that weekend across the country. Meat Score handled everything with humour, and professionalism.
Her nick name came from initially me calling her Heat Score, as every drive we took they're were cops, road-blocks etc. The nickname changed to Meat Score, as she wangled beef jerky and pepperoni and other meat products from the guys across the aisle from her. She also managed to get pretty much what ever help she wanted, from "The Curtain People" (as Adrian so diplomatically referred to the small army of locals guys hired to put up the dividing curtains in the curling rink where we set up) who seemed to be waiting for Steph to ask for something. Meat Score has a secret weapon which pretty much trumps everything - she has a perfect ass, and men will follow it anywhere...
The trade show was their 35th year, so there was a huge banquet, and of course, Meat Score won the grand door prize, a golf bag. She, of course, can get complete golf sets for nothing, so the prize meant little except that, we came, we saw, we won the golf bag, and we left. Keith, the big boss, has been putting shows in ft. St. John for years, and is very well-liked as we were treated with kindness and respect BECAUSE we were from PIZAZZ. The head of the show came over and gave us the left-ever wine, and told us to Thank Keith. We went back to the Cedar Lodge and drank it, preferring each others company to any others. My teammates were OUT THERE. I'm known as the baddest MOFO in Stand-up Comedy, and they had me speechless and blushing on many occasions. It's been one day, and I MISS THEM. What a gas we had!

The CEDAR LODGE




adrian, stephanie and moi






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