So the year is coming to a close, and with that comes another birthday. For the first time in a lotta years, I didnt have major plans.... any plans, really.... but my bucket list blog prompted a couple of my girlfriends to decide New Years was ripe for a roadtrip.
We plan to knock off some of the touristy things I mentioned, which will be cool, but the big deal for me is the night at the Nuyorican Poet's Cafe. I have wanted to go there for such a long time and just never did, but I'm finally gonna do it.
I've recruited a couple of other friends to come with, including a good friend of mine who is one of the most intense erotic poets I have ever heard. I almost hope he comes equipped with something to rattle off during the open mic, because I've read his stuff, but I've never seen him perform one. Then I got to thinking..... Dig.... how amazing would it be to get up on stage yourself? How awesome would it be for the first and only time you have done a spoken word to be at the muthafucken Nuyorican Cafe???
Then I remembered hyperventilating, fighting back vomit and nearly passing out after the last time I was on stage performing in front of a room full of people and I came to my senses LOL. Sure it was 17 years ago and it worked out for a crown in the end, but the point is, I have horrible stage fright and I really dont think I could do it. Strangely enough though, Im still thinking about it.
I wont make any promises, and frankly, the smart money would be on me NOT doing it, but the thought makes me smile. These days, that's enough.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
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