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February 20th, 2008 by wrekehavoc

well, maybe not the big time, but a first for me. i actually stood up in front of real people, paid-ticket people, people i don’t even know (mostly), and dredged up bits from my ancient, sadly melodramatic journals for the DC mortified show. (proof here, thanks to master wine drinker/pourer kellyo.)

here’s a thrilling secret: i’m terrified at standing in front of people and talking. (don’t tell anyone, ok? 😉

seriously though, as i explained to BS as we drove into DC last night, i like to do things that scare me so that i won’t be scared of them. (neurosis ain’t the boss of me!) i hope my kids are far more fearless than i have been in my life. i intend to continue conquering each and every thing that terrifies me (okay, most things. i think shooting up dope and skydiving are probably not in my future. mom and dad, you can relax now.)

BS, being a most excellent driver, found street parking; and off we hoofed to HR-57. he was patting me all along, telling me i was going to do fine. i think after 20 years, he has figured out that when i get quiet, r e a l l y r e a l l y quiet, that i am nervous. and when i start singing along to the Grateful Dead on the radio, then i am all-out terrified. (oh, don’t jump on me, people. i like the Dead just as much as the next over-X-year old. i just don’t like singing along with them. except for this one and this one.)

(Public Service Announcement: rick. if you’re still out there. please explain to me who the doodah man is.)

anywho, there i was, singing along with truckin’, a song i don’t even like. and there was BS, trying to be the most supportive husband on earth. and suddenly, as i approach the door of HR-57, i hear a voice yell: “SHERRRRRR!” kelly arrived out of nowhere and told me that she, molly, and a friend of her’s from work were next door, tucking into some sake and dinner. i was so touched that they came out, sans tickets, and were going to try and get on the waitlist. (you dudes have no idea how much that meant to me.)

i was warmly welcomed by my producer andi, who should be knighted for actually making a storyline emerge from my written blather. BS bought me a red stripe, and the uber-producer, the divine ms. sarah disgrace, gave me my very own trapper keeper. so i was feeling pretty good about life. and then, my two pals (and a new one) were able to join us up front.

yay!

loved the two people who read before me. loved the people who read after me. and i think i did ok. i kept thinking, jeez, my voice gets squeaky when i’m trying to pretend i’m a teenager. what gives? it’s not like i was a teenaged b-o-y. ah well. but i talked about how i was so busy being superior to everyone else because i was superior to everyone else in my high school. (that’s a joke there for anyone who shows up here from TRN. a j-o-k-e. i certainly wasn’t superior to people like maria ressa, a really sweet, talented, and nice chick who probably doesn’t remember me from adam… okay. so, i might not have been superior to plenty of folks, k? nobody better throw punch at me or pull a carrie on me if i make it to the 25th reunion this summer.)

the martyr of toms river north survived, i tell ya.

after the show, a guy came up to me and said, “did you go to north? you mentioned mr. leonard — i went to TRN, too!” as it turns out, he’s about 10 years younger than i am, but we know similar people and went to the same day camp. in fact, i may have been his counselor. the world is strange and wonderful.

so much fun! so much wine! so much support! i hope i get to do it again if i didn’t eff up too much.

many thanks to the producers, especially andi and sarah grace, queen of cupcakes. many thanks to kelly, molly, and my new BFF elizabeth. humungous thanks to michelle (and you know who you are, madam) who helped me find an awesome friend of hers to watch BC and jools. thanks to my family for giving me years of fodder — and love.

and major thanks to BS. the proverbial wind beneath my wings.

(c’mon. we’re celebrating bad writing here. i had to go with it 😉


10 Responses  
  • Kelly O writes:
    February 20th, 2008 at 2:12 pm

    We were so glad to be there! You did GREAT. You were my favorite one, even more so than the guy who wrote that awful love letter to his friend. Good, good times.

    It turned out that E knew one of the door people, anyway, so us getting in was pretty much a sure thing. Next time I’m getting advanced tickets, though.

  • MB writes:
    February 20th, 2008 at 3:51 pm

    This sounds like so much fun! I, too, like doing those things that scare the CRAP out of me. I dream of one day participating in a spoken word event, but ah, it’s just a dream. I don’t have the balls that you apparently have!

  • Lanna writes:
    February 20th, 2008 at 4:25 pm

    Sooooo bummed I missed it! I hope you get to do it again too, if only for the selfish reason that I want to be there next time. Cheers to Wreke!!!

  • Lynn writes:
    February 20th, 2008 at 10:24 pm

    Ok, I am pissed!!!! I asked you to let me know when you were going to do this…I SO wanted to see the show!!!!

    And to top it off, you WILL NOT BELIEVE this, must be a Jersey girl thang, but I wore my hair the same way you did when I was 17 – part in the middle, small braid down each side. I have no idea where I discovered that hairstyle but I was the only one in my HS class to wear it that way.

    bummer…do you have an audio or video of the gig to post on your site?

  • wrekehavoc writes:
    February 21st, 2008 at 6:17 am

    sorry bout that, LA. i have a feeling i may be doing this again.

    how funny on the hair! i, too, have no earthly idea where i saw the braids. i just started wearing my hair like that — and no one in my class wore their hair that way, either!

    so weird!

  • Kim writes:
    February 21st, 2008 at 10:39 am

    Congratulations! That must have been great fun, even though you were nervous. I get to hide behind a mic and a computer screen when I (virtually) talk in front of people…you certainly have me beat!

    I’d love to come see you perform some day…

  • CuriousC writes:
    February 21st, 2008 at 11:56 am

    Yea! Way to go! I’m not sure I could do it.

  • Lynn writes:
    February 21st, 2008 at 12:00 pm

    OK, if you do it again, please let me know when/where you’ll be performing.

    And I also did the side part with one small braid down one side…very elegant for a Jersey chick! 🙂

  • Scully writes:
    February 22nd, 2008 at 6:32 pm

    Annotated Grateful Dead says that Robert Hunter just took the word from Camptown Races, but at least one person wrote David Dodd to give a theory about a band called Bonzo Dog Doodah Band. I think I prefer the Skeleton Key/Robert Hunter answer.

  • wrekehavoc writes:
    February 22nd, 2008 at 6:39 pm

    thank you, doc scully, for your kind reply. i am actually familiar with the bonzo dog doodah band — they show up in the beatles awful movie, magical mystery tour, singing their song “death cab for cutie.” but somehow, i guess i think more of the camptown races theory as well.


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