Claiming Independence 

I’m not really a superstitious person, but I do believe that the way you ring in your new year is the way that you spend the rest of it. For example, on NYE 2015 (the night before 2016, just to be clear) I was in the ER with an inflamed colon (excruciating pain while shitting liquid blood!). Then I was in the ER three more times with kidney stones over the course of 2016 (also excruciating pain while pissing liquid blood!). On every occasion, I was alone. Granted, The Ex and I were technically over at that point. But seriously? He couldn’t come with me to the hospital? After 12 years together? Instead he wanted to antagonize me and go back to sleep.

As I writhed on the floor in pain from the stabbing rock in my back The Ex told me to “get it together.” In that moment I was convinced that they’d dedicate an episode of Snapped to me! (Is that show still on?)

So when NYE rolled around this time, I decided I needed to experience an exciting night: On. My. Own. I love taking myself out on dates, but I is it weird to go out on such  major holiday by myself?! In the end I decided to give zero fucks! I had a great night going solo! Solo YOLO if you will. It was my unofficial announcement to the world that I am single and free! I wore glitter beard and matching sparkly shoes along with a mesh jacket and a mesh tank top I’d recently purchased for too much money in NYC.


I didn’t have any plans up until the day of. I knew I didn’t want to go to the straight bar with my friends, especially not for $75! So I researched the best deal on the Boystown strip and found that Progress Bar gave you the most bang for your buck! Including a bottle of champagne if you returned the next day. And of course I fucking came and got that bottle. I made sure I wasn’t too hung over to get what I paid for, bitches!

So that night, just as I always do, I met some cool people at the bar and danced the night away! I was just naughty enough, like the Vegas commercials, and made out with this boy I’d previously chatted to online. Poor thing’s face was covered in glitter and I couldn’t wipe it off. Anyone who was even partly sober could’ve easily devised that we had locked lips. Then later on I met up with my Mexican friends at the Latino gay bar up the street. And then I was home by 2am at the latest, slept in, and then caught brunch with my friend who then went with me to get that free bottle of champagne.

Let the single life officially begin!


Farewell 2012!!

It’s the last day of 2012.  I remember moving to Chicago the last day of 2004.  There’s something about NYE that just brings everyone alive.  This year was FULL of Professional Development for me.  My resolution lasted the whole year and kept me super focused!  I have set similar goals for 2013.  I started this blog and other forms of social media to learn more about them.  Although, I should’ve used more images in my blog posts.  That’s something I learned, but never practiced.  At least I learned it.  I produced a few shows and events.  I taught and volunteered.  I saw shows and went to galas, and one-on-one meetings, and interviews, and an audition, and workshops, and so much more.   I was supposed to read a play a week.  And I ALMOST reached that goal.  I made it to about 40 plays, instead of 52, but my friends all told me since I was writing a few shows this year, it’s okay.  I also took classes with a grant.  I did so much.  I couldn’t be more proud of myself.  Now let’s turn all this professional development into a job in 2013.  Thanks for following me through my journey this year.