Hi Everybody,

I'm feeling in the roll of things in NYC. Getting more students, running from rehearsal to show, sleeping EVERY NIGHT IN MY OWN BED! Last night I performed at East of Eighth with the amazing drag supahstah Hedda Lettuce and sweet jew-zen Josh Zuckerman. It was wonderful. And, they fed me. Which I love. I'm so easy to please. Just feed me. Well. And I'm glowing and floating near the ceiling.

Tonight I was wined and dined as well, with the show Fresh Talent, which is starting a new season again. I love being in the show for the 2nd year, as everyone is getting more comfortable and friendly with another.

Yeah!!!

Going to watch Sex and the City now.

Goodnight.

:) athena

Hi Everybody,

I'm feeling in the roll of things in NYC. Getting more students, running from rehearsal to show, sleeping EVERY NIGHT IN MY OWN BED! Last night I performed at East of Eighth with the amazing drag supahstah Hedda Lettuce and sweet jew-zen Josh Zuckerman. It was wonderful. And, they fed me. Which I love. I'm so easy to please. Just feed me. Well. And I'm glowing and floating near the ceiling.

Tonight I was wined and dined as well, with the show Fresh Talent, which is starting a new season again. I love being in the show for the 2nd year, as everyone is getting more comfortable and friendly with another.

Yeah!!!

Going to watch Sex and the City now.

Goodnight.

:) athena

Oh my goodness.. I am feeling so much better being back in NYC, now that things have settled a bit. Community is starting to seep in through the corners. I HATE TOURING! I'm not cut out for it. I like home. I like community. I like hanging out with friends. I like performing for New Yorkers. I like little weekend tours where I don't leave my apartment for more than 2 nights. Even then, it's almost TOO MUCH! Touring deprives me of basic human needs like home, family, friends, community, stability, rest, rhythm, routine... Even just the luxury of getting to know, through little smiles and superficial chit chat, the guy at the deli who makes my sandwich is awesome.

I MODERATED THIS AWESOME EVENT
at the NY Public Library last weekend.
It was gorgeous. Community.
It honored every day heroes
the every wars
we combat
as LGBT people
in our work
family
community
media
...
I moderated "Just As We Are", a photography exhibit by Charlie T.
I met wonderful movers & shakers in the LGBT people.
It felt like my heart got a massage.
I am not alone in my every day struggles.
I am part of a dynamic, exciting, and bursting community.

OH YES PEOPLE
THIS IS OUR TIME!

GALAPAGOS
Last night at Galapagos was wonderful. Large crowd. Artsy Brooklynites. Real piano. I wore my tutu and silver ripped top. I sang and the mic responded. I gave it my all. Cute girls were everywhere. Stylish fags laughed loudly over martini mixes and DJ glitches. Earl Dax and I were stopped by the police. "Liscense and ID" they said, as I was just about to start the ignition and give Earl a lift to Metropolitan. "Why?" challenged Earl. "Routine check. There's been a lot of car break-ins". Earl got in a huff and started directly challenging the officers. He was totally wasted and spoke very loudly. I prayed to the Goddess that we wouldn't get gay bashed, black bashed (oh wait, we're not black..phew) or charged with some stupid ticket. They backed down. Earl and I were both surprised they didn't take the bait Earl tossed at them. He was pissed that they stopped us. We were lucky nothing came of it.

So tired all day tomorrow.

Trouble sleeping lately.

Hopefully tonight I'll remember how to sink into the lady...

NICE JEWISH GIRLS GONE BAD.... TO WASHINGTON D.C.
Over New Years weekend, the girls and I went on tour to Washington DC where we played to sold out audiences. Burlesque, comedy, & music to satisfy ever gay boy, straight guy, bull dyke & old jewish couple. It was fabulous.

After the show with some friends, cast members, & audience.

Backstage with stand-up comedian genious Hillary (left) and Burlesque superstar Alyssa

Here's the Goddess Pearlman teaching Mr. Lucky how to drive.

We all passed out in the car from exhaustion, but luckily, Mr. Lucky took over.

My friend Tom Martinez is addicted to taking pictures, and I'm addicted to being photographed. If only he were a lesbian, we'd be overcome with passionate sex, and obsessive art collaboartions.