Virgo 29° (September 21)

Still feeling very sore but decided to try a little walk on the beach. The waves were crazy and the shark warnings were up. Nobody was swimming but nothing will keep surfers out of the water that is for sure. We worked out a great many things actually. I’m actually going to write up some beach minutes. Here goes: When if they get in touch, like last time, we will cite a timeline and having to move on to meet deadlines. We will also say that in your correspondence you were clear you would be in touch with us and come up with something to show and also attaching a price tag. (Not bringing up mixed messages of one saying one thing and the other saying the other. And so on. We decided that it is too soon for the Vermont folks. We also decided to greenlight Helene and Elisa. This sidelined into conversation about key stationery items in keeping with an antiquarian stationers/objets and booksellers/with a hint of alchemy shop being the backdrop, the art direction, of any kind of retail or, even, studio space. We talked about leather, paperweights and the kind of diaries only we can do. We are on the same page with this soft launch, where we get out all the kinks, and we might think about making a harder launch with 2020. The HA books promotion will happen when it happens. We will frontload the Paris Consultancy as an experiment this year, if only for shits and giggles, making all of the design worlds a potential pool of new clients, plus working the ango/americans in Paris angle. One very good reason to target design worlds, too, is because we will have already entered into it ourselves. With the pendants, first, probably.

Sometimes I want to cry because I cannot find a friend with whom I can be my total self. Someone to do things with, to talk to, to bare my soul. I have this of course in my primary relationship but, even so, you want to be able to share your feelings on your relationships with someone you’re not in one with. For me it goes further. I’ve always bonded more emotionally with friends than they have with me. This must be narcisissm: because I want to find someone just, or as much as possible, like me. It would be so nice. This is why, as a child, I was convinced I was a twin. That it either died or I consumed it or something. I used to play a joke on new friends that I was a twin and I would take them home and say I had to run upstairs, not letting on that we also had a back stair, and then I would quickly change my shirt and part my hair on the other side and I even had these fake black horn rimmed glasses with non-prescription lenses; so I could be very convincing in a flash. This of course was the actor in me.

I never “made it” as an actor in the traditional sense. I never auditioned and got parts. I had close brushes, weird close brushes with success. Like when Darren Starr wanted to personally cast me on a show of his and then it got cancelled the next day. Magical hours in between. Then there was the day I spent hours auditioning, and waiting and being called in and audition, rinse and repeat, for The Kentucky Cycle that was coming to Broadway. I don’t remember who I auditioned for exactly, someone with the last name Warner I remember, but they were obviously impressed by whatever I was doing and treated me like I was a star, and then I think that project fell through too. I already didn’t get the part but I don’t think the show every materialized. I really don’t know because I didn’t go to theater. First I couldn’t afford to and second I had other jobs, always more than one, that I was juggling to pay rent and off student loans and have some semblance of a life as a young married person in New York City in the earliest 1990s. I just looked the play up on Wiki and it did run for only thirty-three performances on Broadway and failed to win a single thing because it was the Angels in America year and Kushner swept it. And it wasn’t the last name Warner it was his first, Warner Shook. That’s who I auditioned for, of course, the actual director. I don’t even think I knew that at the time strangely. And what a great fucking name by the way.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

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Virgo 28° (September 20)

I will have to cancel our client appointment as this day* as it shall entail me hanging laundry on the line while cooking and have a slat of the Marcel Breuer deck outside break under me feet so that I fall, left leg first, into the tiny space between the slats. One moment I’ll be standing upright the next moment I wont. I have quick reflexes and my brain will say to: do not let yourself sink and further; so I will immediately pressed my hands against the deck and up, as quickly as I can, so to unstuck my leg and wow, wow, wow. It is so badly wedged and it’s extremely red and painful. I text S. and Uncle J on the farm what happened and think screw it I better call 911. I could tell I am in shock because I couldn’t answer questions correctly on the phone. The EMT guys came and one took my info into a lap top, one knelt at my feet and took my vitals and one loomed over me. It was quite an ordeal. I mean it was like a mammogram for my leg but only with bones and muscles to squeeze. Quite painful actually. I will look forward to healing and also taking this as something of a reminder of just how fragile everything is. I need to plan the hours of this day so he goes. Lunch basically now then one to two I will finish writing, two to four I will do all finances, four to six I will get health stuff and other stuff together. Tomorrow morning when I wake therefor I go straight into reviewing the sample process and putting that all into some kind of perspective. Little by little that is.

Anyway, the visualization is that the tension that is up around my ears will lower if only slightly, incrimentally. I think it’s a good meditative start to some more serious practice that I should definitely get my brain around this coming year. This will be the last year where we are flying by the seats of our britches. But I’m looking forward to a serious change in scenery I must say. I still have three years left on my passport so that’s good. My goal with this trip is to actually get the sense of living somewhere. We will do the three months in Paris and then maybe tack on ten days at the end to that we return more like April 10. That isn’t such a bad plan really. It’s still winter on the Cape then anyway but at least we will have mapped out something real for ourselves and we could then store our bags with D+N or something and actually take a trip to Italy or thereabouts. Honestly I think heading off somewhere next year in September would be dreamy, closing the festival and just heading off immediately to Italy or Greece again or something. All depends on the work of course and the quality of income and where we are in our creative process. Meanwhile if we have to walk the beaches of Cape Cod that wouldnt’ be so bad either. I still can’t believe that Darren and Grissela showed up nearly an  hour later for dinner, their daughter letting it slip that they went for yet another drink and to look at the water, probably right down the road before showing up. That took nerve I must say.

One more paragraph to go today. The media has to stop feeding us stories like Meghan Markle being unrecognizable with her natural hair. The U.S. and U.K. are waling off a cliff holding hands and this is the sort of thing that gets spoken about—it trully is so weird. I’ve decided to start a list of things that might help us get on track with some social media images. I’m thinking of a trope that would be like That Time When…we were on the cover of the Scotsman Magazine, for instance. That Time When….we wrote horoscopes for Paris Vogue that type of thing. I know I’m almost one and the same with my schedule and that this is when I can get ahead of the curve and the true miracles can again to begin to happen. The day will be long. The raod may be likewise. I’m not in a rush anymore to get anywhere. People will have to live with themselves. That is the way of the world. If anybody gives me any more blowback the stress will be there own. I am walking proud and not letting anybody or thing get in the way of what will again be a rich and beautiful unfolding. By the time another December rolls around I suspect we will be in a very different place. I’m just going to keep going and keep contributing and keep working my stories and my angles every which way but loserville.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

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Virgo 27° (September 18/19)

Over the course of these days I will have to deal with a major crunt. I always knew he would be a crunt and he turned out to be one. It is one of those instances where you have a wonderful rapport with someone you’ve presented half a dozen times. And then they have someone else, a manager or bandmate, tatke over; anyway I’m not letting this trigger me at all I’m seek to death of all of that why-me bullshit and I’m not afraid to fight in the face of those. I was trying to think of the last asshole which wasn’t too long ago actually and I just remembered it was the guru guy who was being super annoying and then includes the whole team at the Art House on an email that had nothing to do with them. What an asshole. But today’s new asshole that I’ve been ripped. Well since this post is encompassing two days, I will say that his personality swung so hard from one end of the polar spectrum to the other overnight it wasn’t real. But I blame the main person to for sicking this sicko on people. This sudden quarrel was over nothing first of all (it was straight out of Alexander Pope’s The Rape of the Lock in terms of importance) but it also was just a misunderstanding that opened the door to this vitriole. Fuck you bitch. And this dude is a bitch let me tell you. Because he’s been overdemanding, withholding, paranoid, accusatory, time-wasting and the like to everybody—not just me—this is never personal—these kind of people taking up negative attention because they don’t feel self-valuing enough to forgo any attention whatsoever. Blech. I’m so sick of these pompous fucking people. So anyway, how are you? You know. I just dealt with this with an artist who dropped out on a contract last minute. And we still have to put those legal wheels in motion? It’s such a waste of time and people need to fuck the fuck off.

Anyway, more things happened this week than didn’t. And even with all the setbacks I really do amazine myself at my ability to clear the decks. I have to say I feel really, really sad about cancelling our Christmas show. It surely kills me, yet I know it is the right thing to do this year. I have to put together steampunk costumes for a party this year as it is. Googling steampunk yields horrid results; searching for elegant steampunk makes one feel more at ease wearing the style but ups the ante price wise especially. I was looking at one site which combines some cheesey elements with more hifalutin ones. Not elegant per say but there might be elenets to glean. I’d like to go to the costume shop on my way into town maybe and grab a bite somewhere in Cambridge or Somerville if that’s doable. Or just go straight from there to Thai in Reading. It will be a pizza party on Friday night and nobody needs that. As the smoke clears so does my anxiety lessen and I’ve been doing visualizations on this score. Should Virgo admit like Elizabeth I that she really wants to remain the virgin—single, autonomous and unsullied by any others’ needs except those to which she chooses to cater—despite all her protestations/lamentations on being alone or lonely. Because she does seem very much married to some phantom notion that relationships elude her. In mythology, a Virgin goddess is really one who doesn’t want to play a secondary sex role to males—Artemis, Hestia, Athena are not spinsters by default. Anyway we are soon to leave this sign and I am soon to embark on the writing of a chapter focused on this creature of the zodiac.

Some random thoughts running through my mind: The amping of Sextrology, the successful and fruitful launch of the Haute Astrology books, plus a interesting roll out of auric and other ideas that are already drafted and yes to the bbod. This isn’t for you to know. It is me thinking on my feet. What I cannot do today is get lost in any kind of real-estate porn. I will try to go for a walk on the beach, or even a swim, say, at five o’clock because there may be tidal pools. Only two appointments this week so, I must face it, that I’m only going to be able to structure the chapter of the course of the next two weeks. Then I will take a break. The anxiety is real. I will go to the hovey and have a grand old time. Then I will work for another ten days 21-30 and then the thing will be completely handed in and all the rest will be tweaking. Then the other areas of focus will be these tees. We could do a Halloween event and a serious launching of the tee shirts. Then I will focus on a combined collection/consultancy/event directon, working very closely with the website to make changes to that as I go. There really is so much more to say in the spirit of gaining autonomy and such. The outreach on all of that should lead to finding the Ladies of Pendantes, if you will. I don’t know. I really want to spread my wings with the metaphysics as it is. I’d love to meet with M. Stang if possible when next I’m down that way I have to work very hard on keeping my nerves super stable I know that much, as there is much to do in not very much time to do it. My computer needs to be addressed. Actually I need to buy one. I could do that on Sunday on our way back home, that is a possibility. I also need to keep a running list for the Gary, which is now a euphemism for whomever we use to make this happen. It’s all such a hodge-podge anyway, all of it all of the time. But with the festival behind me and canceling the show, again painful, I do feel a whole lotta less stress.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

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Virgo 26° (September 17) 

I need to get a jump on promoting Martha Graham Cracker show. That will be major priority. I’m going to do a minimum of house work today and get my groove on. But I do want to get the entire place in order so I don’t have to do much tomorrow but chill and get through all the papers on my desk and start to deconstruct the process of the sample chapter which is our next greatest feat to accomplish. I have such trepidation about Oysterfest in a sense but I will end up going through with it as an alternative plan did not materialize. My throat hurts. I am limping (in advance). I am going to speeding this along today. I really am getting super organized in the aftermath of Afterglow. I’ve put my press feelers out to whomever will listen about the series this year, something I have to optimize in the coming weeks. I’m going to bold my to-dos one being put together list of possible corporations I can contact about what i do; look for money to fund the moveable festival concept and work all the angles. Speaking of which I needed to get this into works.

So as I said Mass MoCA never so much as got back to me all summer—they are so irresponsible and so far up their own holes it is not to be believed. They obviously do not value artists who aren’t Annie Lennox or whatever famous asses they are all about kissing. So fuck them. I’m sorry for their spinning our wheels. That awful women there was supposed to get back to me “next week” with the deal we spent hours discussing. This after a year and a half of making dates to speak and not showing up. She is pure evil that one. Sorry you had to move heaven and earth to make all of yourselves available Labor Day weekend. It was six weeks nearly when I wrote to her: how do you sleep at night. Karma is a bitch and she’ll get hers. No need to give it another thought. I feel bad for folks who do stuff like this I really do. And she’s a freaking lawyer.

I have reached back out to NB because I still feel VERY strongly about the intersectionality of an evolved version of Gravitational Fool as a theatrical experience with more grass roots connection to LGBTQ community and organization (like Fenway Health, etc) which is right there at [redacted]. I truly believe this could be a model for touring the piece to places where we can bottle that intersectionality and see you have fun touring the piece whilst also having it be taken up by LGBTQ activists/organizations wherever it might play. There might be some dramaturgical elements (which we began discussing) to add or amp to make that connection all the stronger. But I don’t think GF has had it’s glory days as of yet.

I really hope N will take a leap and let us do this because I feel, both in terms of the Fenway geography, but also the fact that Boston is your home city where we can really garner a lot of press and activate the community there to come and see this. When I think about how many times PA has performed LLL (or any of her pieces) the lessons here are that a piece need not have a shelf life AND/BECAUSE it can keep evolving and changing and mostly just deepening.

 If you speak with N hit her over the head with why this would be such a great idea for them and such a boon to you and band. We need this particular bottling of theater and community and press about it so we can lead with the importance, social and artistic, of this piece!!

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

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Virgo 25° (September 16)

I wake this morning and focus straight away on grant writing to get that out of the way. The house is a wreck, but I’m here alone and can take up a lot of space and start getting organized. I will get a balance on what my show take was. I broke even bascially on the venue rental. I don’t know if I have it in me anymore to champion this cause alone for so little audience turn out. It seems the people of Provincetown don’t wish to champion it along with me which is pretty distressing. Oh well, I’m just feel post-mortem-pardum depression. I do need to put on some foot cream. You didn’t really need to know that.  It doesn’t matter I will omit the major drama of today and put it in a later post I’m just needing to get things done in a way that makes sense for everybody. There is shit everywhere. I start to dig in and will make good progress over the next couple of days although it’s hard to believe I do given what happened today. All the laundry done. All the meals made. I’m having some kind of sweating going on. I think I might be going through something of a detox from last week. I forgot I had my headphones on and the sound coming through them was unexpected and I jumped.

First of all we don’t work together. In no way shape or form are we connected professionally. We had a mutual friend who introduced us (with whom you are no longer friends) and it is true that you introduced launch to us and we shelled out a lot of money to them so it would have been from them, anyway, that you would have received a finder’s fee. Not from the person paying. Our book agent takes a cut of money she has made for us, she takes a percentage of the money her clients are receiving. She doesn’t also get paid by HarperCollins for bringing them writers. That is aburd. And anyway that didn’t turn out exactly great as the person you put us in touch with left halfway through the project leaving us with strangers with whom we had no prior conversation. So I wouldn’t exactly say that was a stellar situation. But we are not your client. You wanted to introduce us to A, that’s great. But we didn’t ask you to do that, nor did or do we have an arrangement whereby you are finding us talent. We are not in business together. You found your client A a paying job. Whatever contract or arrangement the two of you have together is your own business. We had absolutely no plan to work with you on the creation of our collection. We did think that if we ever wanted to work with an agency/showroom in future we would surely discuss that with you but we are not obligated to work with you. We don’t work with you. And given this situation where ten months after making a friendly introduction you are coming after us for a fee? I don’t think we would be interested in working with you, now, in the future either.

You seem to make a great many enemies, and from your social media, are always tearing down someone. That sort of negativity doesn’t really match the energy of our world. Also you lie. You told A that we were never in touch with you or never thanked you for this and that, and that is a bold-faced like. (Meanwhile you’ve taken swipes at her to us in your correspondence which is just so disloyal, ugly and wrong.)  And we have the direct messages and emails to prove it. If anything you were the one who was hard to reach and uncommunicative, going months without responding to correspondence. And on this score I want to warn you, if we hear of one single, solitary, negative, false, derogatory statement, even a whisper, about us, we will swiftly take legal action. We are feeling extorted, maligned and harrassed; so I here to tell you as clearly as I can, not to contact us again; do not speak of us; do not even think of us. We want absolutely nothing to do with you ever again.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

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Virgo 24° (September 15)

Yeah my jacket doesn’t look so hot. I will pack myself up today and S. will come collect me then I will sadly drop her at the ferry to Boston to the airport to Toronto. It’s really hard to be alone right now after this week. I’m pretty strung out I have to say. This gets harder and harder to do. It was so much fun and the beginning. The artists were great and grateful, even though they are the ones who have become so famous. I bet these artists are still more humble than some of those coming up. Anyway I’m not going to get stuck on this. I will get myself home and drop all my bags and such on the ground and not look at them until tomorrow. I don’t even think I will eat today. I might just get into bed and binge watch what I missed. I can’t even tell you what I missed. I can’t even tell you what I’ll end up watching. All I know is that I will be turning a corner this week for sure; as this is no longer sustainable. And neither should it be. I was thinking about Reality Winner and how her name is so unfucking believable durint his ongoing reality shit show. I hate Donald Trump so very much. I cannot believe people voted him in in the first place. We have got to get rid of him. I know everybody says that but I feel like Margery Tyrell in game of thrones in her final scene, if you know what I mean, and you know, I know you do. Do we have to feel so changed and broken. Is this a must-do inevitability?

I will go back and start watching season one of that show late night as a means of trying to lull myself to sleep. I will also get caught back up in it. There was so much money for production compared to the last season, you can tell. Cast of hundreds, and then it came down to just a few people. Journeys took whole seasons and then suddenly people were getting back and forth from place to place as if they had a transporter room. I always thought the Daenyrs whoever the fuck you spell it story line was boring. I like the actress but why bring me down a million storyline paths when you were going to wrap up the entire series with back to back battle episodes followed by the very last where the camera simply followed people taking a very long time to walk through hallways, upstairs, or across esplanades. Am I depressed? Is everyone depressed. So many time-wasters, so many uncarers. I have got to be propelled at this time. I must move completely forward. I feel all the more that we should be building in some related side-hustle to give our new entreprenuerial ventures life. We will cancel our Joe’s show. I will write to the venue and also to our-would be replacement musical director. It will be fine and feel very much like a relief. The corner must, must be turned.

Provincetown, as much as I love it, too, has turned into something of a weird scene I must say. I have got to stop doing the same old same old expecting different results. We are going to rock this house. We are going to get our groove on. We are turning that corner. you can’t stop the beat. Whatever that means. I’m happy for Tony Kushner and his new play at the Public. I’m thrilled David Binder is the Artsitc Director of BAM. I just want to lie down and go to sleep. Everyone should get what they want. So many people seem so unhappy so much of the time. I wish it were different but it doesn’t seem to be the case. I feel I’m falling into that category and I have to do everything in my power to turn that ship around seriously  I cannot be subject to my own upset. I made mistakes but the weight of them needn’t drag me down. I have terrible relationships to relationships I just do. I’m just so burnt out all the time. I have Venus conjunct the Sun in the first house and Jupiter opposes my Venus. I’m not going to sit here and interpret that you’ll just have to figure out what all that means on your own. I mean really you will. I am in a Sisyphisian phase.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

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Virgo 23° (September 14)

I stayed in most of today just watching coverage of news while getting my head around this final night of festival and how freaking spread as thin as marmite my nerves are. My eyes have been super bloodshot I think it’s the air conditioning in the pet-friendly room. Sophie and Mark from ART are coming tonight to the shows which we will also be presenting at ART this coming season, so that’s good. I had this to say about the shows: The last night of the Afterglow Festival gave us life with the stand-out, stand-up poet-activist-playwright Kareem Lucas (with the middle initial M.). The truth and the beauty and the hope and inspiration were dripping off his poignantly delivered prose, never prosaic. The quality audience that saw this show will go forth and spread the good word about this great artist……… We could not be more pleased with the finale act of the ninth annual Afterglow Festival: Migguel Anggelo’sLatinXoxo hit home this year’s (always mysteriously emerging) themes of Vulnerability, Identity, Process and Renewal. In its grander incarnation, the tenderness will be offset…? balanced…? unmasked..?? by a big-band onstage presence. Bringing you Cugaut and Charo with sprit, intelligence and Love.

Walked back to the hotel in the pouring rain and don’t have much hope for my Margiela jacket, which is a shame. It will turn out that I spent a thousand dollars on buying drinks and snacks for folks at festival, which is actually fine. S. had a good idea about making the festival free to people. That would entail basically just another 10K we would need to raise but how cool would it be to be able to bring people into town that could fill every seat. This would be more leverage to get people donate, especially folks who live in town because we know that free tickets will bring people to town and we can somehow track folks, or they can send people to the theater. It would be a great idea but now as I’m thinking it through I’m realizing I can probably just step up the senior and student concept or do it by lottery. The only thing is if people don’t show that’s kind of a problem. Never mind that isn’t going to work we can do half and half. The main goal would be to get a great crowd for ten year anniversary. We shall see. I might not do it at all. The first thing I need to do this next couple of weeks is totally cool it and get into bed early every day. I know these Blagues haven’t been that exciting this week but I’ve been busy with this festival and so you’ll live. I will be getting more creative again soon I promise.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

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Virgo 22° (September 13)

Sometimes I just want to run away to Divinty School or spend whole nights smoking weed and drinking red wine. Sometimes I want to dissapear to some tertiary town in France or Belgium or Spain or Holland and get a bike and a studio apartment and just live off whatever I’ve created. Only thing is I’ll have to create more. I will change rooms this morning, which I’ll have to do in a few trips, which will not be that fun. The room I’ve been in is so much better.  I will do my emails and make a plan for this evening. Does anybody read Carlos Casteneda anymore. Has it all become irrelevant. Everyone I knew in college were misanthropes in the making and I think I obviously knew that. This is the day I get picked up at the hotel, I think. I just sort of pace myself I guess as far as I can remember. I feel like I got picked up early and we went somewhere. I think we sent to lunch at Nor’Easter. Yes that’s it we had both our meals there that day. In regards to the shows I saw that night I later said this: Sincerest thanks to Monique Jenkinson/Fauxniquefor returning to the Afterglow Festival this year. It’s so wonderful to see performers change and grow over the years and keep adding to their toolboxes! Fauxnique’s tender, honest and vulnerable show “Imposter Syndrome” was as on point as her ballet moves! Mwah Monique! X And I also said this:Hooray for Mollywood! Thanks to other returning champions to this year’s Afterglow Festival: Molly Pope blew us away once again with her funny, poignant narrative and that beautiful belting voice of hers. Such a pride and pleasure to present this great performing artist who always surprises and never disappoints. And with Drew Wutke, one of ze best musical directors in the biz! Lurved it.

I wish I could have been mindful enough to take pictures the whole time but I’m so so lame. Tomorrow which isn’t tomorrow marks the day I have to really start my return to love, self-love that is. I am on the precipice, on the brink I can feel it. You’ve heard me say it before. You might diagnose this entire nearly five year Blague as an exercise is some disorder. I once had a friend who was clearly bi-polar (he thought my ‘wisdom posts” on social media were masked messages to him…yeah). I do need to reach out to R&R suddenly I feel we are friends maybe. That’s a paraphrase of a line from Darleeling Limited. I am doing the best I can. I will ask Paisley. Not only does she take a lot of pictures but she also takes really good ones. Oh and Bobby Miller was there. You know what—it’s fine. I just said yes to everything and offered hugs all around. Molly and Drew had arrived the night before and we all went out after those amazing Thursday shows for pizza at Spiritus. I paid for everything. What else is new. Note: add Spiritus to my petty cash list of deductions. I’m so generous with people and they barely appreciate it. I do want to say that in regard to a certain accompanist whose meals and drinks I’ve bought and to whom I gifted priceless tickets to a certain Broadway shows who had the pluck to write me after the fact to say that I hadn’t paid him enough here’s the T, you ‘re a fucking ingrate. Just one more Virgo who doesn’t fucking get it.

Being a Virgo, the virgin, metaphorically speaking means they don’t always quite get it. It’s not naivite necessarily, it’s a certain disconnect. When the character Mary Magdalene, a Virgo archetype, sang I don’t know how to love him she was being totally honest about herself, not Him (whoever he might be). Virgo women are notoriously attracted to the most high-impact figures on the planet. And they do orbit close to tony figures who have a sweeping sphere. Virgo begins August 23, the date of the festival of Vulcanalia, for the Roman god Vulcan (Greek: Hephaestus), the potter (mutable-earth!) god, and there is a theory that their is a planet Vulcan, the true ruler of Virgo, that orbits even closer to the Sun than Mercury. May we some day discover it because it would explain a lot about Virgo people, women in particular, securing themselves so extreme an inside track, becoming inside circle, and doing so quite unseen.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go!
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Virgo 21° (September 12)

We have dinner tonight at Joon Bar with Fauxnique. I actually had a late lunch of a salmon platter with some soothing bloodies. I needed something after last night. I awoke somewhere pre-dawn alone and new ut-oh, things went awry and they did. That’s okay it happens where my snoring can just be too much for anyone to bear. One more thing I have to get in check. I have to say though that I do love a good bloody, and it was spicey and it was raining and it was surely the salve I needed. I can’t say alot here today I don’t think. I believe tomorrow will be the day when some things come together. I’m happy certain checks are in the mail. I must get through this process and shoot myself foreward into the present if not the future. Things have got to give or nothing will. Tomorrow I must be able to sleep a good deal of the day. The shows tonight are Trevor and Bearded and they will be very great and quite good, surprisingly good.  I ultimately had this to say about the first:A belated thank you to Trevor Bachman and Keiji Ishiguri for a spectacular performance of Trevor’s “Shapeshifters Playlist” at the Ninth Annual Afterglow Festival. Year on year (and generation on generation of performer) we have been so fortunate to present amazing emerging talent; while everyone who was there will agree this was surpassingly great! Remember their names! And so happy to have hosted you. And then this about the second:Digging out here so forgive the late expression of gratitude to The Bearded Ladies featuring John Jarboe and Heath Allen for returning to the Ninth Annual Afterglow Festivall with their superfine, smart, funny show, a tuneful twist on Mr. Rogers, which, if you missed it, you must see. So look out for it in NYC, Philly or wherever fresh fish in a tank is served!

It was fun speaking with the F word. She has a lot to say and we all seem to be going through it. I made her a promise that I must keep. And I want to keep it. Again we had Erique taking care of us. What a sweetheart he is. Like an improved Stef. He turned out to be quite odd in the end. There are these other chaps in town, two French guys who own a house and are narcissists and post online every shit they take. The town is becoming a marquee for social media and nothing more. All the more reason to kick it old school. But the world, the world, it seems to be falling apart. What is an outdoor kitchen and why do we want one. Is it naf. Lights go out the walls come tumbling down. I am actually not writing this on the twelfth of the month but the thirteenth. It is part of my particular madness to write this Blague everyday. In just about six months I will have completed my fifth year of daily entries. I will take this to the bank one day. It will be after I write yet another book. I need to maybe move to an affordable suburb (or Maine) by priorities are bathtub and fantastic pool. I am focused 100% on this new path. I will completely forgo the postcard next year and even the hanging of the names posters. It doesn’t do anything I will use whatever money I get to promote by myself on my own. No printing. None of that shit. Do it on a complete shoestring. Screw them. Meanwhile get more funding for what we do this year. It all comes down to the same thing: I have to stay in the right state of mind. And that is exactly what I intend to do. Funny the verb to be trumps the word to do. I originally typed I have to be in the right state of mind, but ten I couldn’t say that is exactly what I intend to do. I had to replace the word be with stay which is also kind of funny as they are so related one to the other linguistically as it is.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go!
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Virgo 20° (September 11)

This night will end in tears. I am trying and failing to catch my breath on this day, it is proving rather impossible. I don’t think I realized how my show stretched me to the limit on top of all the other stuff I had to do. But I will rally somehow. Fauxnique will arrive today, along with Rick—Dante didn’t end up using any of his hotel I don’t think which kind of burns me since, had I known, I could have saved the money. Oh well. He’s a very good singer. I say this about them:Thank you Rick Berlin for your glorious show at the Afterglow Festival last night. I feel bad for anyone who missed it. It was absolutly sublime. Your writing is transcendent and the music was just so expert and inspiring. It felt so full circle for me to have you to Ptown as you were a rock god to me going back to BU and Kenmore Square days. Like fine (organic red) wine you have only become all the finer! And about the next show I said this: He did it everybody! Gene Dante said yes to the Afterglow Festival‘s request (year on year) and wrote a one-man show for us! Thank you so much for entertaining us in glittering fashion and for sharing your stories and your soaring musical talent with us. And thanks to Gina Naggar for tickling the ivories!

Yesterday, I forgot to mention, included this really negative vibe from the Art House. Bringing up last year how I (asked permission and) brough in food one night. That Ben deRuyter is a fuck wad of the first order and I’m glad I’ve gone on the books as not liking him because now I realize I am in the large majority. I think he tried to run for office for stuff but it failed miserably. Apparently he rented out the Hindu for their staff party what a cliche. It’s just the vibe was bad all around. I had to set up a bar and served people free wine. On top of all my other job roles this was an added attraction. Please. Fauxnique arrived which was nice as I might have mentioned and Rick Berlin especially was not only such a great show but he is such a great presence. Apparently he still works as a waiter at a place called Doyles in Jamaica Plain. And Doyles is now suddenly closing after being opened for a thousand years. And of course I named my person Kenny Doyle in my show. Kenny Doyle who “initiated” me and killed himself before I could confront him, finally, one day, which I might have done. I can find his family but what good will that do? He wore Budweiser trunks and did flips into the ocean. He wasn’t gay but he sure liked to use boys for his own pleasure. Am I still locked in that same weird place. I think the answer is yes on that one. Isn’t that the whole point? I could have written any show on any theme but straight away I went there, no pun intended.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go!
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