Amen.

Sagittarius Horoscope for week of November 29, 2007

"I need a strategy for bringing constructive change into my life on an ongoing basis," a Sagittarian reader named Ursula wrote to me. "I want to figure out how to arrange for a never-ending series of gentle wake-up calls. When that happens, I will have mastered the sinewy magic of being permanently unstuck. I will have made it a habit to be highly alert and wildly responsive in the most relaxed ways possible. The world will look completely different to me then; reality itself will have mutated. I won't cling to little scraps of hope that make me feel secure, but will instead be on the prowl for fresh challenges that constantly expand my love for life." Ursula's longing is a brilliant articulation of what I think all of you Sagittarians should quest for in the coming weeks.

lucky lucky girl

I am so blessed. Not only do I have my health, great friends and a beautiful family, but . . . BB and Flamingo are road tripping it to Denton for my birthday and to see the show I am in. (They also get to meet my Vivi.) AND my fantastic new friend T is throwing me a birthday party, which just so happens to fall on the eve of my actual birthday AND the opening of my show. AND thanks to the generosity of E<3 I get to go to Albuquerque for New Year's Eve! I can't believe how lucky I am right now, it's truly beautiful.

question

What if your costume designer has it out for you? I think the only response is - danger. Then you just shut your mouth and trust that come first dress you director will pull through for you and nix stuffing you like a sausage in black and white plaid golfing pants.

Acting is so weird. That's all I have to say on that right now.

Ah, vices.

At least I've got November sweeps! General Hospital has stepped up it's game once again, and I must say just in the nick of time. Everyone is dressed to the nines all while a mad man is on the loose in a mansion killing people like it's a classic game of Clue. Victims have gone down by way of phone cord, a sword, an ice pick and of course a few guns. The black and white gowns and the torrential rain storm are definitely the sweet icing on the cake.
Next week Grey's is going to step it up and Project Runway is back - it's a great time for vices.

Nailed it!

Occasionally my lovely Jazzercise offers speciality dance lessons on Friday nights. There was country western dancing night, swing night, etc - I did not participate in these classes. However when I saw that they were offering a hip hop class on November 9th for $5, I was the first to sign up. And it has to be said that I nailed it. It was a real good time, even if one of the songs was that weird lip gloss song - the Black Eyed Peas lets get it started totally made up for it. Anyway, it was fun.

Let me tell you a story

I was eighteen, sitting scared like a deer in headlights at a theatre fraternity meeting, when suddenly I saw a finger come out of the crowd of the pledges I was sitting with. I would come to greatly admire this sassy pointed finger in the coming years, how it could tell a person off, how it could act with endless talent, how it could tell me what I needed to hear, how it could stand up for itself or a friend, how it could order something that always sounded better than what I had. The voice behind the finger asked a witty and brilliant question and officially made herself known to myself and everyone in the room.
Seven years later, I can't believe I get to be friends with this woman. There have been many times I've put her on a pedestal and she deserves every pedestal that will come her way.