Archive for January, 2008

Winter’s Warmth

Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008

So, Saturday night, Tuckaberry helped the Impact Theater host a fundraiser.  The theme was ‘Winter’s Warmth.’

Hence the candles.

Aaron won the tournament.

Adam announced stuff

Rob sang.

And we all imbibed freely.

But more importantly, people showed up.  A lot of people.  People whose faces I didn’t recognize, whose names I didn’t know.  They also imbibed freely, which meant that they enjoyed the entertainment, and I learned how to make a balloon ’sword.’  And most importantly, we had so, so much fun.  We managed to gussy up the theater basement enough so that in dim lighting, it looked almost ambient.  Everyone gave splendid performances, and (though we still have yet to crunch the numbers) we definitely came out in the black, which is better than we can say for our last benefit event.  I am actually excited about hosting more events like this in the Impact, and it’s given me newfound motivation to resume cleansing/renovating the downstairs and backyard (once the weather warms.) 

Serious props to all the Tuckaberries who helped out, to all the friends who came out, and to all the new friends we made this weekend.  Thank you all.  Thank you all.  Thank you all.

I can’t wait to do it again!  How’s September?

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January 19: BE THERE.

Monday, January 7th, 2008

Please join Tuckaberry Productions on January 19 at 8:00 PM for "Winter’s Warmth," this year’s joint cabaret fundraiser (for grownups) with the Impact Theater.

There will be:

live music!!

comedy!!

(possibly) balloon animals!!

libation and refreshments!!

raffles!!

silent auction!!

poker!!

Tickets are $15.00

OR

$10.00 (if you bring a beverage or snack to share)

Click HERE to buy tickets and see a map to the location

(cash at the door is also perfectly acceptable.)

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My disc for a pair of tights

Thursday, January 3rd, 2008

Remember Polly Princess part deux? Remember when I left Prince Princeley’s tights at home and at five minutes to curtain had to run all the way back to the apartment and back? Remember how I had been feeling so much better and thought "I’ll probably pay for this in the morning, but there’s no way around it. Princeley must have tights." I paid for it. Apparently that was the day I went from being reparable to being broken, and I have only myself to blame. The disc is slipped. There’s no cure (save surgery) for a slipped disc. So here I am at 29 (nearly thirty) and looking forward to a lifetime of dealing with this. It’s such a small thing to feel self-pity about, when I consider what else could be wrong with me at this time in my life. I’ve got my arms and legs and a decent immune system. There’s no cancer or heart disease. It’s just a little pain. A little constant never-ceasing pain. A little constant never-ceasing pain which may occasionally subside but over time get worse and worse. It’s just a little pinch which paralyzes me when I stand, wakes me up in the night, stabs my back each time I cough or sneeze or put my leg into my trousers. Obvously I feel the self-pity anyway. Especially since I brought this on myself. Self-pity and guilt. The doctor laughed when I asked him if I would be able to take tap-dancing lessons. Then he realized I wasn’t kidding and said "we’ll play it by ear and see how you feel in a few weeks." He’s been saying that for six months. And I still haven’t made any dent in losing those twenty pounds. When you’re feeling sorry for yourself, food tastes so much better.

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