So, hmm. I haven’t blogged in over a week. I doubt you noticed… but I did. I don’t really feel all that bad about it, because, well… sometimes when you sit down to write, you end up just typing “fuck” fifty times into a browser window and then when you finish you think to yourself, “If I hit publish, people are really going to start to worry about me, so I don’t think I’ll do that.”

That plus the fact that for the majority of the week, I was not sitting in front of a computer screen typety-typing things. But I got out of the house and did things! Yay!

This is going to be in no order of chronology or importance whatever… but here’s some shit I’ve done recently.

Went to see Blogolouges: Kale In Me Softly at Under St. Marks

As you recall me talking about several blog posts ago, I had a piece picked to be performed in Lively Production’s Blogolouges show… and I went to go see it and it was AWESOME! I didn’t get any pictures because somewhere along the line of doing this whole growing up into an adult thing, I started wanting to experience my theater performances without hiding behind a camera… but Suazmopolitan posted a bunch of photos for your viewing pleasure.

It’s kind of an odd experience to see something that you wrote on the Internet brought to the stage. In particular, seeing how an actor interprets a character who is… well… you. I died laughing when I saw how Matthew Cox brought my words to the stage. I then wondered to myself, “Geez, do I really sound like I snorted a bag of cocaine when I write?”

Went to see Cowboy Mouth at Stage 48

They’re a great band. If you happen to be somewhere near where their tour is taking them, I believe it to be mandatory for you to attend. Just trust me on this one. Even if you go in to the show in a shitty mood, you’ll be transformed by the time you leave. No joke.

Though, truth be told… I had a more difficult time with the “let it go, let it go, let it go” catchphrase of their hit song Jenny Says than I have at previous shows. They were playing in a brand new venue and seeing as I have a monitor engineer for a boyfriend, going to a show at this new place was just as much a reconnaissance mission as it was a night out with my friends, and the trouble with going to a show with your critical ears on is that you’re actively seeking out imperfections… and once you’ve found them, they have a tendency to end up bothering you to a point where it’s hard to enjoy the performer.

I went to the DMV on my 29th birthday and then got harassed by a doorman later in the evening for not having photo ID.

So, I finally went and took care of my driver’s license situation. Like your typical NYC resident, I didn’t change over my drivers license to NY until my NH license expired… exactly like you’re not supposed to do, yet everyone does it anyway because how often do people from NYC really drive? Rarely. And who wants to go spend three hours at the DMV when they can get away with not doing it until they absolutely have to? Everybody.

So, on the day of my New Hampshire license’s expiration, I went and got a New York one… or at least, I got my temp license. My real license should be here in a few days in the mail.

Can I rant about the whole temporary driver’s license thing?

I current have no photo ID. The temporary license they give you does not include your photograph, and it takes something like a week for your new ID to show up in your mailbox, and they take your old license away from you because I guess legally you’re not allowed to keep your old one or some bullshit like that (which pissed me off because I really would have liked have scrapbooked that license)… and it’s like places with age limits that need to confirm your ID can smell the fact that you don’t have one on you anymore.

So, going to the DMV pretty much means “Don’t make any plans in the next week because from here on out, you’re going to show up and be told to go home or to spend twenty minutes haggling with a doorman trying to convince him that you’re well over the age of 21 and you’re totally who you say you are.