Updated February 2001
OHMYGAWD you're kidding me... No,
I seriously updated this site. Who woulda thunk it?
So it's the sixth month in Northern California.
I would really like to say I love living here again, but I reallllllly
don't. This isn't the beautiful artsy cultural ocean faced city I remember.
Instead it's traffic, grouchy folks, barbie doll women, dotcom men,
and pretty much all the plastic one can stomach without becoming nonbiodegradable.
I really didn't like L. A. much either.
Remember when I was going there to re-spark my comedy career? It worked.
I was getting regular gigs again, and then I moved. The thing is? I
still get asked to do gigs fairly regularly so that myth that I could
do it in L. A. or nowhere else was obviously flawed. Guess I had a "learning
experience". Back here in NorCal, as the dotcommies call it, I'm
getting a chance to restart the music career I keep putting on the back
burner. Difference now? It's with a band, and we're recording.
In May, I'll be 37 years old. This is funny
because most folks think I'm still in my 20's. What they don't know
is that I'm sprouting a grey hair yamulke. (Okay I'm not jewish or a
guy, but you get the visual...) The other thing they don't know is that
it's taking me about 2 minutes longer a day to get out of the bed, get
up stairs, or find my car keys. That's six more minutes of my life I've
slowed down. In four years, it will be up to a half hour longer...and
who knows by the time I'm 50, I may have to get up on Tuesday for a
Wednesday appointment.
I'm seriously going through the MID LIFE
CRISIS. And no, I still don't feel like I need kids, cos I'm one of
those lucky ones who thinks there are enough kids around, all I need
to do is adopt one or two someday. I do want to go back to Europe. I
hadn't been since I was a teenager, and that was mostly the Shakespeare
thing. I really loved most of the time I spent there, and would love
to just spend 3 months being a comedienne in another atmosphere or just
do music with someone who may have studied mandolin in Italy, or bagpipe
in a tube.
I've been in the navy, worked as a nurse's
assistant, a store clerk, phone sex operator, (made my dad proud there),
radio personality.... and even was a waitress for about three months
the first time I moved to San Francisco, in '94. I've got a degree in
Experimental Animation, nearly finished a music and a computer science
degree, and have another degree in Performance Art/Video/Computer art
geek stuff. I can even say proudly, I was Porky Pig. Most of this happened
before I even turned 30 years old.
So with all of the flitting about, I figured,
after all of the half ass attempts at being your favorite celebrity,
I'd just let the heart take over where the survival skills have been
in the past. The music stuff has been about 99% of my passion since
I was about 12, and before that the writing. So, surprise folks I got
a writing agent, and surprise-suprise, I have a contract to complete
an album. If Phyllis Diller could begin her run at being a household
name when she was a mere 37 years old, why not me?
I've even done something I haven't done
my entire life, I've risked it and have set up goals. You know me, goals
are for people who don't know that the bus is about to hit them. Expect
things from me you wouldn't have thought possible, I'm already on that
train.
Thanks for all the letters, and don't forget
to sign the guest book!
Cathe