I just finished the show “Dead to Me” and am a wreck. It was SO GOOD!

Melissa Etheridge’s cover of “Piece of My Heart” shuffled in on me and I have been on a full blown Ethridge kick.

Maybe I’ll dust this old thing off again.

I hate it. It’s like a cold shove every time I go outside

My cheese grater is prepped for the Holiday Puckin’ Fuppet Show! Find out what that means this Saturday starting at 10 PM!

On a whim I went to see Kraven and was pleasantly surprised (I didn’t have high hopes).

An orange rod puppet wearing orange and yellow flowing robes.

I’m expecting! This beeeeautiful puppet from Kettlehead Studios will soon be flying from Seattle to Atlanta to live with meeeeeee!

I have so many lighting tricks I’m gonna try at the next slam! Maybe my light trickery will land ME a trick. That would certainly make the holidays bright and gay.

GAH!

An interaction in Kroger:
Her: “ you must not like anything on that shelf, you just keep shaking your head.”
Me: “ I’m just trying to see.”
👨‍🦯‍➡️👨‍🦯‍➡️👨‍🦯‍➡️
*scene*

I thought you weren’t supposed to be able to read in dreams, but last night I dreamt that I got bumped from the next puppet slam and I could clearly read my name and see that it was crossed out. I woke up weirdly sad and stressed. Dreams be crazy.

7:01 in 12/7/24 #Whammageddon

I keep seeing raw milk posts in TikTok and IG. Like, what‽ Get out of here you lactose equivalent antivaxxers. Drink your poopy bird flu milk in shame and silence.

Today was better.

After taking in Bread and Puppet Theater’s show, some of my existential ennui from this morning is gone. (Fun fact: my blind ass was hit by a car ON International Persons with Disabilities Day!)

*inhales*

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!

Thank you.

Well this certainly resonates with me today. ♥️

While yelling at the car that hit me in the crosswalk this morning I clearly didn’t project from the diaphragm and now my throat hurts.

I’m listening to Angela Merkel’s book and wish that either 1- she read it herself or 2- had Tracey Ullman read it with her Merkel impression.

I’ve been thinking about this too! I keep reverting to it just looking like a recording of the staged version. I can’t imagine erasing the puppeteers for a more “traditional” cinematic approach

On my way walk into work today I broke through some caution tape at a closed off portion of sidewalk like I was winning a marathon. The Rob Thomas song was boppin’ in my ears, I had the gay gait in full swing and my eyes don’t work the way most people’s do. It was a recipe for success!

Psyduck was always my favorite. I, too, always have a headache 😂

I like to draw and jot down snippets of conversations I overhear or take pictures that might be useful for a future show.

I’m glad you enjoyed it!

But I am le tired…

Interaction at Trader Joes:
*woman bumps into me*
Her: “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you.”
Me: “Same! Haha!”
Her: “thats’s not funny.”
Me: “I thought it was hilarious. Have a good one!”
*blinds off into the distance*
Scene.

It is a beautifully designed movie with amazing choreography

Inner monologue at the gym: “nobody look at me, nobody look at me, nobody look at me.” Get’s one compliment on form/strength: “🥰🥰🥰”

I found a use for my cheese grater that has nothing to do with cheese. #secrets (see how I use it at the Holiday Puckin’ Fuppet Show on 12/21 at the Center for Puppetry Arts!)

Wicked was the movie I desperately needed. So beautiful and well done. I am over the moon and already looking forward to seeing it again (and again and again). I’m sorry I ever doubted Ariana Grande #Wicked