tired but updating

spent the past week in rehearsals, even though my part is 5 minutes short.

i was born a decade after the narcotics fest of the factory but last night i had the most disturbing dream. andy warhol had me tied up to a chair in his studio and was forcing speed on me. and rather then sink into the debaucheries of his films i actually left the place. wonder if that would have happened in real life?

happening in the city:

we had snow.

on hillary for president- well, i must admit not a big fan of hers. however after i heard her announcement, i'm a little intrigued by having a woman for president. not to mention she'd do a better job than ol' george.

i hate trump. for many reasons including the fact that he wants to build a GLASS(!!!) HIGH-RISE(!!!) in SoHo(???). Can't he keep his tackiness uptown? I understand he's never been to lower manhattan (except when he's being sued of course) but how about some research first?

there's really not much else going on, just the normal daily cycle of wake up, do some work, meet friends for dinner, meet more friends for post dinner drinks, meet other friends for post drinks partying, drag self home. i'm on stage 4 right now.

my neighbors are very loud this evening. music is coming at me from all directions. that's why i don't stay home. nothing's worse then 3 a.m. coke deliveries gone wrong. maybe people shouldn't cram themselves into tiny living spaces. who knows.

will have some new work up this week.