So when I woke up I thought of this lovely little nursery rhyme and it made me think of where did that little saying come from. I know Ring Around the Rosy is associated with the Black Plague and I figured this would have some association too. With a quick search all that I could find was from Wikipedia and it was written about a meteorologist who predicted it would rain and then died during the night when he fell from his bed.
so i went to this comedy thing thursday night. this guy who performed last saturday at eastville comedy club and i were talking that night, friended each other on facebook, and he told me about his show on thursdays at ochi’s lounge.
so i went and it was fun, saw some funny people and while talking to the host afterwards blurted that i want to try it.
here goes nothing. in may or june, i will be making my debut.
im scared but also feel kind of at east about it. ive been craving a change in my routine and think maybe this could be it. i want to do more, live more, get out more, meet new people. maybe its from being sequestered due to lack of money and shitty winter weather, but i am ready to take spring by the horns and say FUCK YEAH I LIVE IN NYC AND I AM GOING TO DO THE DAMN THING.
sure i love my life, but i always feel you can make some improvements. im about to be 26 years old and in october i will have been here 4 years….and theres still so much i need to see and do!
i feel like im in the yes man, but i really am going to start saying yes to more things…except boys ;-)
watched unc win which was awesome
helped eat mexican food for beths birthday from el paso taqueria…so good, lindsay ordered about 100 bucks worth!
went to eastville comedy club and saw some great comedy - dave smith, grant gordon, sherrod small, godfrey, etc.
hit up niagara and swig for drinks, came home and joans mom was still up, split a bojangles biscuit with joan
went to bed after 3 and slept til 1:30…oh yeah
now playing on the internet until i go and pick up food from lindsays