
Sorry for the delay in all things 'Bitch Get Fit' blog
yada yada yada, but I just woke up from a coma of some sorts and I am for damn sure going to put full blame on the tryptophan laced turkey. Those sad and crazy birds that can't fly, but are truly amazing ... you have no chance. It is almost like you are the singer/ songwriters of the feathered kind ... yes angels, that is right ... yeah I am drunk.
Just a quick sideba r... to the yahoo's that find some sense in creating a web/media-based hysteria targeting the insanely irrelevant question of
Turkey Vs. Sides ... ??? WTF! ... What a time waster since, uh duh, without the Turkey there would be no sides. I am a fan of stuffing more than I care to put into words:
elastic-wasted-pants ... but to target a marriage made in heaven is unholy, and I am ashamed that the
Today Show (I love you Ann, Matt, & Meredith w/ a dash of Kathie Lee and Hoda) did such a disservice to America ... and Al Rocker? WTF? I am waiting to see him show up at the Comedy Cellar or Caroline's and do his time, cause his sense of humor has got to be re-focused.
Where was I?
Oh yeah gobble gobble,
Happy Turkey Day 2009!
My Tday was beautiful. It began a little sleepy since the night before I made my debut at the Bowery Poetry Club ... and for all you die hards that watched in on the webcast ... God Love Ya!
It continued with me making my way to the street in my PJs with mittens on and coffee in hand. And that is the beautiful thing about NYC, nobody care s... with PJs, mittens and a Starbucks, people assume you are either:
A. Homeless
B. A nanny (on her day off)
C. A fearless fashinista
D. Drug addict
E. All of the above
But make no mistake, with PJs, mittens and a coffee, you will never be mistaken for a 'bridge & tunnel' :)
So the morning was spent admiring the parade floats trot down central park west. I was surrounded by sugar saturated tots and teens, and they're over-caffeinated parents. It was a
happy happy joy joy sort of vibe if I had ever seen one. Big score.
At first I thought the biggest cheers were given when Dora, Spiderman or Snoopy passed by, but to my astonishment it was when the one and only
Andrea Bocelli ala float passed the crowd. He came to a slow stop @ 63rd and CPW ... NYC gridlock doesn't take a holiday. This was my X marks the spot. The sight of Mr. Bocelli made the wet nurses of the upper west side prep school PTA loose their keilbasa. The screams that came from these ladies rivaled and dare I say exceeded that of
Howard Dean's infamous scream in 2006 that lost him the electio n...
yada yada yada.
It was wicked!
In closing, I would like to say that I saw Santa, and he looked well. He was crowed by Macy's balloons that read 'believe' and after a day like last Thursday, I did.
Now this week is all about Hamilton, Radio, and Shows!
Check out
NLXMUSIC.COM and the
NLX MYSPACE for all info!
Big 'Stuffing' Love!
NLX
p.s. Just wanted to say that my last NYC gig of 2009 was a moment I wish you could have all witnessed. I was surprised and elated at the 11th hour addition of my string section. Grand piano, cello, viola, and vocals ... it was one blessed night. Thank You NYC!
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