Oh no it’s way late. I’m supposed to be blogging everyday so I can be in this Nablopomo daily blogging project. But I can dial back the word press settings, cheat a little. It will seem as though I came right home after my show at Harvey’s in the Castro and wrote my daily blog entry before midnight. What really happened is that the comedians and I went to a wine bar till Midnight. A very sophisticated spot in the Castro that is never too crowded and will probably go out of business, perfect for after show. I was the “headliner” which isn’t really possible when the show is free. But I closed the show and I got that extra hooting and hollering when the host said “are you ready for your headliner??
People think they’re at the Copa Cabana or something. 15 minutes before I headlined I was in the men’s room fanning my “Marga’s Laugh Party” flyers on the toilet tank. That’s what this headliner does kids. Well I took the headliner adulation in stride and pumped myself up on stage to fit the bill. Then I gave out the rest of my flyers for my party next week because I am also a party promoter now. It really was a great crowd tonight, high energy, a little chattiness from a large drag queen who wandered in thinking she was on the Ru Paul show.
Sashay Away Cheater!
During my set I was most pleased that two new bits are starting to take shape and get laughs. The first is about bed sharing in a relationship and my strategies for bed domination. The second is my homage to my favorite show Cheaters wherein I renact an episode including the voiceovers. This still needs a few more hours of honing. I could spend the rest of my career reenacting Cheaters- the Joey Greco version after Tommy got stabbed. I only wish that we as a nation could have hired the licensed detectives of Cheaters to investigate John Edwards in 2008. I heard the author of the new Edwards expose, Andrew Young, interviewed on right wing radio today. Wow this book is going to be like a Cheaters mini series.
little john edwards
with Thai Rivera and Marty Grimes at Mcdonald's (for the bathroom)
I engineered a little road trip last weekend with a couple of my favorite comics and gay boyfriends. There’s something cool about driving into a town for the gig – probably because I can’t drive. But I love the car talk and personal info you share on long drives and stopping for crappy food and roadside attractions (see video) along the way. French fries create a bond. It felt like I was in a rock band in an economy car. We drove- by we I mean Marty – all the way up to Humboldt County, didn’t get stoned, but the bartender at our gig at Auntie Mo’s Lounge in Eureka gave us 5 drink tickets each which I thought was way more than necessary. And then (watch video) all my drink tickets were gone. Next morning we went to Eureka’s Omelet Chalet before heading down to play MACLA in San Jose 6 hours south. Both shows were a big hit. Eureka folks really appreciated us making the big trip and I got a standing ovation in San Jose. I love that. Check out these funny boys on the web Marty’s Site and Thai’s Site
With Thai after pancakes and bacon at the Omelet Chalet (check out the front page of the newspaper)
Marty and I at MACLA's cupcake and champagne reception with producer Fred Salas.I'm not giving the finger. I'm trying to throw a gang sign,
(San Francisco, May 30th) Tonight I dropped some quips about Sonia Sotomayor backlash and Rush Limbaughs Oxycotin relapse at the Radar Fantastical Benefit to raise funds to send twelve emerging queer writers to a house in Mexico to get inspired, tequila not included. The event at the fabulous Muse Gallery was sold out and a literate, punky, queer and sexy crowd enjoyed readings by heroes of queer lit Dorothy Allison and Eileen Myles and star of avant garde drag Suppository Spelling.
International sensation, multimedia artist, and PHD Sexologist Annie Sprinkle showed up to light her nipples on fire and help with Radar’s big raffle. Winning tickets were drawn from Annie’s cleavage. I’m proud to say that Annie is a friend but I hadn’t heard from her since she lost all her possesions due to a terrible fire on her houseboat. Annie wasn’t there at the time so we can’t blame her nipples. After that she began touring all over the world spreading her message of sexual good cheer. On Saturday I was reminded of what a genuine fun person she is. You always want to have an Annie Sprinkle in your life. As we were chatting Annie said something that my oppurtunist little brain seized upon as a great publicity quote. I asked if she would say it on camera and she, trusting soul that she is, followed me to the quietest spot in the party for this testemonial which can only be viewed on a computer.Sorry mobile users.
Thanks Annie. You Rock!
Dorothy Allison introduced a new piece called Porcelain (bathroom sex and gardening) by saying that the best thing to do for new writers is to share something ” that isn’t fixed yet.” Loved that. May borrow that line when I don’t make my deadlines. Host Michelle Tea wore the most attention getting dress of the night. Wish I could show you but I forgot I had a camera. I was so dazzled. Later on renowned photographer Deb St. John offered to use my IPhone to take a picture of me with Chelsea Starr, DJ, and the winner of SF Weekly’s 2009 Most Fashionable Person Award.