images from my hood

awake and feeling the pressure

Woke up and now I don't feel sleepy. I drove a new girl, Chanel to a call downtown at the Terminal Club. Thought it might be the beginning of a good night, so I put most of what I made into my gas tank. Not sure what's going on with my regular girl Honey. Rockstar (my nickname for Honey) is very busy with school, plus she has had a few extended calls that don't really require a driver. Makes it tough for me, because I have driven her mostly to the exclusion of others. When she works there is no time to drive anyone else, and so these other girls get their own driver's or drive themselves. So when Honey takes time out, I'm left without a job. This means that I don't have the rent. The other thing is Honey pays me so well, that she has spoiled me for other girls that just pay the standard rate (if that). So now, it's the middle of the long weekend, and all I had was the one call tonight. I came home after and slept, anticipating that I would be called to drive late. It still could happen, since a lot of the calls come after the bars close. Seems likely that I will get some calls in awhile, but lately that hasn't been the case.

Got a fifty dollar check from ACTRA for a callback, which means I didn't get the commercial. Have had some good auditions lately, but no results. Something has to give...

Guys

One of the sad things about guys, is that because of an obsession for sex, or the attention of women, we often neglect friendships with guys. The reality is that these relationships tend to be far more supportive, long-lasting and valuable than the pursuit of the almighty pussy. All of these guys are pals, including the littlest guy, and all have had something of real value to offer my in the last few days. Things like insight, perspective, courage and hope. Thanks Men.

Her Highness

This is my daughter, as of last week. She is twelve, and of course, I won't tell you where she lives. Obviously not with me. I will have her stay with me for a week or so this summer, but y'know she's busy. I can't imagine what a mess I would have made of my life if she hadn't come along.

Pictures i entered in a online photo contest

I entered these pictures in a photo contest. Maybe not my best landscapes, but certainly the most recent. Last Saturday.

writing, composing and smoking

Have been writing a lot, lately. Managed to get "She Got Fat" finished for the finals during the break at the slam last week, and it killed (thus 2nd only to Zach). Meanwhile, I'm composing music. I finished "Marla's Eyes" and played it for her. She loved it. Meanwhile, in order to get that song out of my head, I started on a new one, "The Path". It's sorta gospel, or at least spiritual. Now I wanna write a country song called "Playing Hooky on My Heart". I would include lyrics, and some of my new poems, including "Insomnia", "Crocuses" and "She Got Fat", but my friend K, (who specializes in things to worry about) tells me that the jury is still out on whether putting something on a blog is "publishing". If it is, then I would lose the right to sell these to another publisher, so sorry, you'll have to come out to one of the slam and hear them in person.

I am also working on a book based on my experiences driving escorts called "The Driver" and a new play "The Doormen".

Somehow in the midst of this I manage to do stand-up, but the summer is very slow for that, so putting my energy into other creative pursuits is a good use of this time. It is also refreshing not to do stand-up all the time. My tour in the fall will require full-time attention stand-up, so taking some time off it is refreshing.

Also, I'm scheduled for surgery this week. More on that later...