Tastes Better Too

"Salt is good, but if it loses its saltiness, how can you make it salty again? Have salt in yourselves, and be at peace with each other." Mark 9:50

You know the omniscient all knowing THEY? Well, they say variety is the spice of life..

In the last several days, I auditioned for a supporting role as a Stepford Wife type for an Indy film, met two transgenders, was blatantly denied drinks at a gay bar, cordially invited to a Porn and Pancakes weekend at a city church, sat through an intense 90 minutes of Thelma and Louise meets Kill Bill production appropriately called The Rape Play (deserves it's own post), listened to an overdone woman make an ASAP appointment to get fat from her buttocks shot into her already plump cheeks, overheard my roommate having a serious romp session in our living room, wrote two articles for the NY Examiner for cash, got back in contact with Scholastic Publishing during a teacher's protest weekend, discovered a guest speaker at a church plagiarized his entire monologue, celebrated a blessed birthday, gave a theatrical performance of Morales' Nothing from The Chorus Line, interviewed with a skincare Rep at Barney's, reunited with a dear 13 year old boy who I babysat all through college, ate bone marrow and butter spread on a toast point, was payed to be a personal assistant and grocery shop, walked through Times Square on a clear 50 degree night (Yikes), danced my butt off on a rooftop bar, started freelance work for a stylist consultant for a denim line (samples), ran three miles along the Hudson, took a lucrative secret shopper job which is acting practice, visited three preschools, had hot husband and wife relations on the phone (in person is first preference), witnessed a mob boss give his testimony to Jesus Christ, said yes to every Law and Order extra job that came into view, pushed two wardrobe racks five blocks down Broadway, and drafted my intro article to Blogger Bee in NYC....Tomorrow, I am a mixologist for a fashion publicity event and creative production assistant for the line's party on Wednesday on 5th Avenue. Only in this city y'all!

I may be blonde and speak with a southern drawl but you can't typecast me.

Are you saying it's Time to Make the Doughnuts again?