Good Morning Dolls!
I positively cannot believe my life is being dictated by, of all things, football, but alas this is the case. We've decided to stick around in Las Vegas a bit longer, but are changing our dates at the club to Sunday and Monday nights. We had the option of Tuesday nights as well, but since we never had a decent draw on a Tuesday, we decided to nix that idea. Anyway, the reason this all comes down to football is because of the Sunday night shows. This town is absolutely wild about football... and so is Mikey Pump! Since this weekend is the Championship games, we won't be starting until January 28th... then it will be EVERY Sunday and Monday night, except Sunday, February 4th, which is the Superbowl.
I suppose I should be used to the sports/entertainment concept by now. I once played a gig at a bar in Boston when the Red Sox were in the World Series. I don't remember who they were playing, but I clearly remember that night. We were playing to a bunch of backs. With their eyes glued to the TV screen, there was plenty of cheering... but not for us! I think the place could have burned to the ground and nobody would have noticed until the television combusted. So based on that, we will not be playing Superbowl Sunday!
I want to thank the person who left the anonymous comment to stick it out, as any encouragement at this point truly helps. I've launched my career over and over again on so many circuits. It seems you start out on a circuit, build your name and fame, get all the good gigs, etc., and then you realize you're at a dead end. That's when you have to make the choice as to whether you'll stay and play on that circuit forever, being a big fish in a little bowl, or moving up. Now I've loved every circuit I've played on -- especially the gay circuit -- so I never want to move up, but Todd isn't one to rest on his laurels, so up we go. Then we start all over again! So cupcakes, here I am in Las Vegas, doing it again. I guess the best way to describe the progression of my career is... Groundhog Day!
My, my, but I have been getting rather whiny with these blogs lately. Forgive me daaaaarlings... things truly aren't that bad. For example, the weather in Las Vegas has taken a bizarre turn -- it is 29 degrees this morning. Now I'm not saying I love to freeze, but the fact that I still fit into my coat from last year is certainly cause to rejoice. At first I was terrified to even try it on. I even toyed with the idea of taking to my bed until the deep freeze subsided. Then, in a moment of great strength, I grabbed it from its hanger in the back of my closet and put it on. Lo and behold, not only did it fit... I could button it! You can only imagine my relief.
So dolls, such is the story of my life. Have a wonderful weekend and, as always...
Stay Fabulous!
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