well dears my time in ptown shall end in a few days
and i must say leaving a gay, arty, beachy shangri la to come back to NYC
right smack dab in the middle of the Republican convention
is kinda like leaving a hot tub
to jump into an ocean full of sharks
aaaaakkkkkk
ah well
i know
i have no right to complain about anything dears
since i did drag my jewish american princess tuchas
away for a whole month
so what have i done you ask?
well i got a killer tan
and yes all you skin care freaks
i did say killer and i know ill look like an old hag
when im oh an old hag
but for now
i look so sexy
its just almost more then most mortals can handle
heheheheh
got my summer look down
with my white straw cowgirl hat
and my Deisel flip flops
and my ultra cool lime green tank top
as to my creative side
the real reason i came out here
well ive done like 8 paintings
really been a roll
and three of them are being shown by the the Provincetown Art Association and Museum this summer
so smell me
wrote another 20 pages or so on my 220 pages or so short story thats becoming a novel caught up with some old pals
especially the lovely Liz and Debbie
and on Friday Im being interviewed by the local radio station here
WOMR
so i truly do feel rather special
im trying real hard no to think about the fact that if i survive the orange alert convention i may not survive the fact that i wont have another day off till november
aaaaaaaah
pay backs a bitch
and then you die
as they say
but for now
i am living large
thats in spirit
been cutting down on my carbs
so the body is not so large
adios
muchachos (is that how you spell that)
