Gettin’ pumped up for this week!

Mom that’s Uncle Mike and Janet with us. Hahaha.

Best time ever we had. Teacher dressed like a Pilot. we got chased down by fans and all the gals referenced Pan Am to me of course. Nothing but Cos-play for me for the next little while, what is normal? I hit the Delicious food show twice what a pig! Will blog it tomorrow. Have loads of shots from rehearsal today. I can’t wait to perform our Harth Airlettes number. Will be doing a redux performance with Red Velvet on Saturday too. Va va voom!

Heard some very interesting gossip from these two. I’m a sleeper in the food industry, they don’t see me coming, nor know of my contacts and intel on all things everyone in the scene. Food spy. But I also heard some other juicy stuff from the young lad on the left. Not at all surprising either.

And so Marty only wanted to interview me about the sex show that I wasn’t working at and I just talked about burlesque and talked mad shit about whatever as a crowd of horny chefs drew near and surrounded us, I ate a butter tart. I despise butter tarts, and I said that I also hated them so that was funny material and then a hot euro waffle man stuck a waffle on camera and I bettered him by gnawing on it. Hope they all come to our party!

I like my top gun glasses addition. My leather jacket looks good with the flight suit too.

I heard a fable about staring in to your oyster shell and the more whimsical the hue of the purples fading into a sunset of peach pink, the more joy your offspring will have in youth. I totally just made that up ahaha. I got lots of stuff for free for being a smooth operating Rockafeller, of Oysters.

Delicious. When we were over at Oyster Boy later on we discussed zombies and then we heard zombie movie plot ideas which was a perfect segue in to my B movie concept of rogue bicycles that come alive at night in Toronto causing mayhem and destruction and in the morning lock themselves up again and we’re all clued out on who is doing all this shit to our fair city and then we ghost ride BMX’s down hills and crappily construct the action sequences with CGI technology or something out of the Edison Twins. When is Strombo going to have me on his show?

Allergies and the grid lock traffic up Dufferin from our place and everyone staring at me/us like this O_O made me have a suck attack. TOO MUCH ATTENTION and my eye was gushing plus I didn’t grab makeup to touch it up and felt like a clown in this get-up. We went to hand out fliers and eat dinner. I like the idea of a dinner being at a food gala, I love activities as my ADD is getting worse with age so this was a good idea but we were starving and on death’s door on this fantastic voyage and thanks to the zombie tool walk our cab never came, even called us twice to tell us it would be later so we hoofed it, starving and freezing and dressed for the food show as well as sex show (which we never made it to, zzz). Only pussies wouldn’t follow through with something like this you know? Life is short, vive le freak.

They were wasted too. Alright!

Just a nip before my flight. Hahaha. I ploughed through the gates with my wine not knowing you couldn’t leave the drinking area cos onVIP night (thursday) you could go everywhere with booze. Everyone liked seeing that scene go down and then I soonly entered an absinthe vortex and suffice it to say never made it to the sex show. meh.