"I tell you this, because you're an artist." - Duane Hall

First of all, I wanted to say I love this picture, and I especially love the woman who took it of me, the fancy Ms. Anya Garrett. She always manages to capture people's truest essence on film (which is why I'm clutching a beer) while making them look great. I am so happy here- I'm at my show, I'm watching my comedy partner onstage and laughing at her, and life is so good. I could not be more in love with life these days.

A restful, refreshing Sunday was in order today. A lovely crisp, cold Sunday full of lounging, and coffee and breakfast I made for myself and Brooklyn Friendships (TM). And it is currently in progress. I am on the couch, cuddled up in a blanket, swaddled in a cashmere wrap, drinking hazelnut coffee, eating a whole wheat English muffin with Canadian bacon, an egg and lots and lots of cheese and Crystal hot sauce, and watching Annie Hall for the millionth time. I turned on the TV and there it was, on TCM. Who am I to argue with fate? This is the perfect antidote to a night of rampaging, this intellectual atonement offset with sips of steaming java and, I am delighted to share, an occasional mini Charleston Chew. I stumbled upon a stash of them leftover at work from Halloween festivities.

I woke up today at 11 am with a champagne and Vicoden induced warm fuzzy feeling left over from last night's debauchery. My tonsils hurt to high hell from the many, many ciagarettes I thought it wise to smoke. My headphones were still on my ears and I had my iPod on repeat, playing Wham's "Last Christmas". This can only mean one thing- that I was drunkenly singing along to it. Probably loudly, definitely off key. My gaze travelled down to my feet. One boot was still on, the other was nowhere to be seen. Then I looked around and realized I didn't recognize the bedroom I was in. Oh, dear.

All in all, well done, Brandy.

I have a new fave song. You'll never guess- why yes, it IS a cheesy R&B glossfest! It's "Enjoy" by Janet Jackson. It's a really gorgeous, lush hyper-produced pop confection of a song. And while I loathe re-printing lyrics, I had to in this case because, while trite, they are so lovely. And I will not apologize for taking great pleasure in them. SO DON'T ASK ME TO!

I've been kind enough to locate this creepy YouTube video for the song, if you want to listen to it while simultaneously being skeeved out by the visuals.






And just enjoy and celebrate
Enjoy the love we make
Enjoy, appreciate
Enjoy
Just keep on doing it
'Til my heart's content
And enjoy when someone smiles
Enjoy
So let's enjoy the simple things
Enjoy the day life brings
Enjoy the song love sings
Enjoy
Just keep on doing it
To your heart's content
And enjoy the gift of life
Enjoy